My Church Girl

Chapter 14

Harper's POV:

I stood in my room, my heart racing with anticipation. Today was the day Ava was coming over, and I couldn't help but feel a bit anxious and thrilled at the same time. When the doorbell rang, I practically sprinted to the door, my smile widening as I opened it to see her standing there.

"Hi! I was waiting for you." I exclaimed, unable to hide my joy. Her presence always had a way of brightening my day.

"Hi! " she replied, her smile mirroring mine. There was a hint of relief in her voice, and I could tell she was just as excited as I was.

I stepped aside to let her in, leading her through the living room and upstairs into my room, which was cleaner than ever. I not only tidied up everything but also added a vanilla candle to fill the space with a pleasant aroma. The soft light and vanilla fragrance created a cozy atmosphere, and I hoped it would help ease any nerves we might have. As we entered, I could see her looking around, taking it all in.

"So, um, should we start with some math?" she asked shyly, averting her gaze to the floor, she blushed deeply. 

"Actually, I've already finished my homework. But I thought maybe you could check it for me?" I suggested, keeping my tone playful. I wanted to spend time with her, without the pressure of studying hanging over us.

Her eyes widened slightly in surprise, and she nodded. "Sure, I can do that," she agreed, and I could see a slight curiosity in her expression.

I climbed onto my bed and grabbed my math notebook, patting the spot next to me. "Here, you can take a look," I said, handing her the notebook. 

"You want me to do it here?" She pointed to the place where my hand was lying, inviting her to lie down next to me.

"Why not?" I asked mischievously.

"Fine," She carefully approached my bed and lay down on an empty spot, her body turned towards me. She leaned on her elbow, holding her head in the palm of her hand, and retrieved the notebook from my grasp with her free hand.

As she reviewed my homework, I couldn't help but watch her. Her serious expression hinted at intense mental calculations, followed by a slight lift of her eyebrows in mild surprise. Watching her reactions was amusing, but my attention was suddenly drawn elsewhere. Her beige blouse, meant to fit snugly, had ridden up slightly, revealing a small glimpse of her pale belly.

My naughty hand decided everything faster than me as it reached out to the exposed area of Ava's skin and began to caress it lightly. 

She tensed, looking down to my hand, "What are you doing?"

"Trying to figure out if you're ticklish." I pronounced boldly.

"That's not how you do it." She said blushing and looking down at the notebook, trying to hide her smile.

"It's a tender tickle, as I want to be gentle with you." I elaborated, trying to catch the gaze of her blue eyes. My hand continued to caress her soft skin, gradually tracing it higher and lifting her shirt further. She didn't do anything to stop me.

"Are you done with my homework?" I inquired, getting her attention.  

"Yes, everything looks good here." She said softly, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Okay then." I picked up the notebook and moved it out of my way onto the nightstand with my free hand. My other hand, still touching her stomach, slid down her side and up her back, now pressing her closer to me. My lips came close to her ear, "Aren't I a good girl who deserves to be rewarded for my diligence?" I felt her skin crawl, as I whispered and without waiting for a response I kissed the lobe of her ear and moved my lips down to her neck.