Miss Arden {wlw-professorxstudent}

Chapter 15

KALINA'S POV:
The following morning I awoke to an arm wrapped around my waist holding me against Katherine's side and my right leg thrown over her long ones. I felt somewhat fuzzy. But I could not put my finger on it.

The sunlight hitting her tan skin did not help against the feeling setting deep in my stomach. It was unfamiliar and made me more and more uncomfortable the longer I tried to enjoy the silent Sunday morning.

At first, I tried to ignore it and went to check my phone, which turned out to having been a mistake as I was met with 67 missed calls from my mother and 100 plus messages asking me where I was, even though, Arin must have told her that I was at Anthony's, which was what I had told him.

I quickly grew too hot pressed against Katherine's body and my skin started getting sticky with sweat. Though the heat only seemed to be radiating from her body.

I had never felt such a strong need to get away from somebody while simultaneously wanting to get ever closer. My body was on fire and the longer I stared at Katherine's face and her lean body, which was still only clad in a thin t-shirt and really short shorts, the hotter the fire and the more prominent the heavy feeling in my lower stomach seemed to get.

Her eyes fluttered open, when I finally decided to try and get up to maybe open the window for some fresh winter air. She immediately pulled me flush against her again and I did not dare to complain. I loved the feeling of her skin against mine. Despite her touch basically burning through my skin in that moment.

She mumbled a 'good morning' and the sleep in her voice and, god, the raspiness made my stomach flip and the feeling finally shot down to my core. That was when I got a grip on what was happening to my body.

When she looked down at me to see what all my squirming was about, she must have looked into pupils blown wide in unexplainable lust. She went to ask me something but I pressed my open mouth against hers and started heavily making out with her. She reciprocated my kisses, though, at the beginning, she could barely keep up, still in a sleepy haze.

She started coming to her senses and matched my hunger while she flipped us over, so she was on top of me and straddled my thighs. My mind was racing. I was not sure whether we should take that step. I wanted to. My body obviously needed to.

And when she pulled back to meet my eyes, the love in hers was undeniable. I did not care whether this was something we should or should not do. I just wanted her hands on me, touching places that ached for it.

Like the throbbing in between my legs. Or the itching underneath my bra. Just last night I had been too shy to take it off myself to get into her bed, now I wanted her to do it.

"Are you sure you want this?", I could tell by her heavy breathing that she was getting worked up but that she was holding back for my sake. That she tried terribly hard to not just take what she wanted. That she fought to give me space to stop this.

But it was no use. I did not want her to stop. I wanted her to take what she wanted. I told her so.

That was until she hooked her fingers into back of my bra and went to unhook it. I did not understand what happened but I suddenly felt awfully sick and however much I had craved this a moment before, I desperately wanted her to stop.

So, I grasped her left wrist and her eyes instantly flicked up to look at my face and when she found a harsh uncertainty on it, she pulled her hands off me and helped me cover myself up with the blanket that had been discarded to the side.

I would not meet her eyes. I was embarrassed, despite the endless apologies Katherine was throwing my way. And I could tell she meant them but there was nothing she had to be sorry for. I should have had to apologise. It had been my mind that had ended up caught in some sort of dispute with itself.