denying love | tianekha

her house

tiana's pov
in the class :

"alright everyone, since the exams are over you'll now need to submit your assignments. each one of you need to choose a partner and create a project on the topic displayed in the notice board by this weekend"
I look at amekha already knowing that we'll pick each other and right then i get caught looking at her. Amekha comes up to me and says
"Do you wanna come over to my house later for the project? It'll be easier if we work together"
My heart skips a beat thinking about the fact that we will be together in her house. alone. just us.
"Sure" I respond without thinking twice.

Later that evening :
I knock on her door, fidgeting with the sleeve of my black top and fixing my pleated skirt as if I was about to go through the most important meeting of my life.
The door opens in no time, "Ah, you're here," she smiles at me as her lips squeezed her bottom lip a second after she dropped her eyes on my thighs, opening the door of her apartment house but still wearing her dress shirt, more opened than usually with a deep v neck. She motions me to walk in and enter the first room after this entry one where I took my shoes off to get into fluffy slippers she gave me, an open space with the living room appears right in front of me, large windows offering a bird's view on the dark but illuminated city, I get a bit further but catch sight of a large kitchen side slightly separated from where we are by a small wall reducing the space for some feet, and on which two doors are.

This house is pretty elegant and the design with grey, black and white is making this gorgeous and easy to the eye. She joins me after she closes the door behind my steps and gets closer, brushing her hand past my lower body as it got filled with some unexplained nervousness, which must be caused by this sort of intimacy, being alone together in her house is a bit stressing me out.

"Do you want something to drink or eat before starting?" She passes her hand through her fluffy hair, a bit messy compared to what I'm used to seeing every day at school. I refuse her offer kindly, holding my binder against my chest tightly as if I was meeting a stranger. "Okay then, come here," her lips curve up and she gestures me to follow her towards the part of the walls that hide other rooms with some black wooden doors. I wonder what's behind. Bedroom? Or simply bathroom which I wouldn't need to visit right now.

She opens the first door as she went to the left one facing us but doesn't enter it, she turns towards me and lets me pass by, making me feel even shyer. I bite my lips and smile nervously while walking in front of her, our bodies brushing past each other heavily with my arm rubbing onto her tough torso, I walk in the amazing bedroom blinding my eyes with beauty, I wish I could have such an amazing one. Everything in here is modern, minimalist but wonderful and pleasant.

"You can sit down," she comes up to me and takes the chair next to mine as her while I'm getting onto it.
"So..." she clears her throat as she leaned in slowly, her eyes landing on my cleavage as I came here without changing my clothes.. maybe not the best appropriated ones for this kind of situation.

"Did you bring your book?" her eyes set into mine timidly. I nod and show it up to put it down on her desk. "Okay, let's begin" her tongue passes over her luscious lips sensually, maybe deeply into her mind and too absorbed by her nervousness, she takes hold of the item I took out and open it on the right page while I'm silently gazing at her and waiting.
We begin our project and while im doing my part of the work amekha suddenly stops me
"There," she licks her lips for the thousandth time, gazing at me with a bit more of seductiveness in her eyes, moving her strong arm against me a bit back to let me have more space but rub it on my breast. I gulp down at the feeling of her tough muscles but take a peek at the mistake she's talking about. "What's wrong?" I ask her, not knowing what the problem was.
As no answer is being given to my question, I drift my eyes away from the notes and turn them to the left to look at her. Her gaze is different, the sparkles in her eyes are surely not from love only but desire. I don't know how or why but I can feel it.
"Tiana..." she pronounces my name in a low tone, staring into my eyes as if she could see my soul through them and read my mind full of sinful thoughts. "W-What..?"
"Are you really here to work..?"

A/n : hii there! ooh is the story getting spicier? honestly i think im getting better at writing idk but guys, there's a surprise for you in the next few chapter so stay tuned ;)
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