ELIZA

6

"You know, I could leave the door open for you if you want to sleep over. Anytime." Alina said to Eliza over brunch.

Time was ticking, and she was leaving soon. Alina knew that she had to make these days count to make sure Eliza wouldn't forget her. They slept together that night and braved finals week the next day.

On the first night, after Alina had presented her project to her professor, she wearily got into bed. She was anxious that Eliza would not come, but she took her meds and began to fall into a sleep-like state. She still couldn't sleep without someone next to her, and she was ashamed of that. The nights before Eliza, she would close her eyes and wait for the morning.

After some time, Alina heard some fumbling by the doorknob. Eliza pushed through, set her bags down, and crawled into bed. Alina held Eliza in her arms until they woke up at eleven.

"Shit, I have so much work to do." Eliza said casually in bed.

"How are you not stressed?" Alina, standing up, asked.

Eliza gave Alina a dazzling smile, stood up, and kissed Alina. Hard. Alina, drugged from Eliza's lips, picked her up, and pressed her onto the bureau, knocking the pill bottles onto the floor. Alina lifted up Eliza's shirt and took her breast into her mouth. Eliza let out a sigh. As Alina flicked her tongue over the nipple, she put her hand down Eliza's pajama pants and slid her fingers in, curving her fingers up to get the right spot. Moving down, Alina tugged off Eliza's pants and moved her back onto the bed, where she kissed down Eliza's body until she reached her clit, licking and fingering rhythmically. Eliza pushed Alina's head into her crotch, the buildup rising. With one last flick, Eliza came, shuddering down.

Breathless and hot, she said playfully, "You're fun."