WET DREAMS - FEMDOM EROTICA

*Chapter 13*

Numb eyes on the blurry void, body resting on the couch. Her fingers holding a burning cigarette, her foot vigorously tapping on the floor.

"Tell him before it's too late." Vritti's words echoed like ghostly whispers in Leena's head, prompting self-doubt in her heart.

Was there any truth hidden in the lie Virtti tried to cross through her heart? Was she really beginning to adore the bashful boy before her?

--- How could this be true? I know what I want from him. But do I?

"Leena?" A voice calm yet shuddering paraded through her eyes, abruptly leading her back into her living room, her eyes blinking to find solace again.

"Are you alright?" He questioned, his subtle hands joined together, his legs pressed against like a shivering heartbeat.

His own head was rummaging to pick the right thoughts but was failing to grasp. Seeing her in the same turmoil, he felt even more baffled. Not that he could tell she was in the same turmoil, he could feel it through her eyes.

But he could be wrong? He was just thinking too much? And he did not need to?

"I'm fine." She spoke with a calm demeanor. A deliberate stream of calmness flowed in her head. "Do you want to study with me?" Adding, she leisurely stood tall and began striding close to him, leaving the burning cigarette in the ashtray while her eyes remained stable on his widening eyes.

Flickering his eyes at her words, he nodded, struggling to keep his heart intact inside his chest, and rummaged through his backpack, trying to find the right subject.

"Can't decide what to study?" A question loomed over his head in the face of her, leading his eyes to find her curved lips beaming towards him.

"Let me help you." His frozen eyes swung once again, as he saw her sit beside him, and gracefully grasp the bag off of his hands.

Her eyes were focused, helping her hands to pull out the book from the bag. "English." She boomed, giving his body a jolt as she gazed at him for approval, her hand offering him the subject.

He quickly nodded and grasped the book, dashing through the pages to find the current topic. His head, for once, did not recall the doubt that had taken birth because of the subject.

After a heavy minute, which felt like years to him, he finally found the chapter and announced it. "Here. The teacher said we need to read it from the next class."

His eyes were scanning the page, ignoring to look her way, his hands tightly holding the book. It led the smile on her face to stretch wider, her hands to place the bag aside, which would take away any restriction in their way.

"I don't feel like reading anything." Slow like a poisonous snake, she slipped her right hand on the nape of his neck and grasped the side of his face with the other, both on the same side, and directed her lips towards the other side of his neck.

Her breaths were inching towards his neck, leaving him dizzy and clench his jaw. He felt her breaths advance further and soak his skin as her lips grazed his nap, deliberate and constant.

He could feel the strong impact forming on his body, her lips surging chills down his spine. His attention on the pages grew short as his eyes gave in to her subtle lips slowly reaching his earlobe.

As her hand advanced from his neck to his hair, his grip on the book grew mellow, making his eyes shut tighter.

"You can't read with your eyes closed." She whispered and softly planted her lips on his earlobe, beginning to suck it with savory pressure.