𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑻𝒐𝒙𝒊𝒄 𝑹𝒐𝒐𝒎𝑚𝒂𝒕𝒆| 𝐃𝐮𝐚 𝐋𝐢𝐩𝐚

{Part 30}

•Dia•

What does she mean by that?

Her eyes darkened as she peered down at me. She reached out to caress the side of my face. Her face was just inches away from mine. Her eyes darted down at my chest, causing my face to turn red.

Her hand slowly moved away from my face and down to my chest.

My breathing suddenly accelerates to a faster pace. What the fuck is she up to? I swallowed, my eyes following her finger movements. She dragged her fingers lower and lower, but before she could go any further, she brought her fingers right back up.

"The things I wanna do to you." She muttered. I gulped, my lips suddenly feeling dry, making me lick them. Her gaze on me was so strong, so intense, it made me feel so strange. Her hand slipped down towards my waist, pulling me further into her. Our chests touched, a small gasp leaving my lips from the impact.

"D-Dua, you shouldn't t-touch me like t-this." I stutter. An amuse look was evident on her face when I said that. "I shouldn't? Tell me why though," I blinked, my eyes darting to her hands that was holding onto my waist.

"B-because I- I don't want you to." I lied. Her eyes darkened and the hand that was holding my waist moved to grip my chin. I drew closer to her face.

"Tell me who should then?" She hissed angrily. I know her mind went to Hakim somehow. That is what caused this sudden reaction. I didn't answer her question, instead, I just rolled my eyes. She's so jealous. It annoys me sometimes.

She chuckles at my action, "I thought I told you before to stop rolling your eyes at me right?" She stares at me with narrowed eyes. A little twinkle of amusement danced in them. She leaned forward, our noses touching. I shut my eyes, unable to keep looking back into those brown eyes.

"There's something about you, Dia. From the first day I saw you, you're continuously playing in my thoughts, filling them up with images of you." She whispers.

I opened my eyes, my lips parting in shock and surprise. My heart flutters at her little confession. Her face had grown dangerously closer to mine. Our lips almost touching. "God, you're just sooo irresistible" Her thumb rubbing over my bottom lip.

She leans in. Her lips barely grazing mine, I shift beneath her, eager to connect our lips and she makes a rough noise. Immediately Dua's lips were on mine, hot and hungry. Her kiss turns urgent, impatient, like she wants to devour me. Her hand slipped under my skirt and started rubbing on my bare thigh.

I got lost into her kiss, following her every move as she let her tongue slip inside my mouth. The hand that was squeezing my thigh travelled further up to my behind, squeezing it. A moan left my lips. Arousal built up inside of me. I pulled back from her lips needing to catch a breath. I panted, my lips feeling swollen from the heated kiss we just shared.

I stare at her, her lips also looked swollen. She then used her two hands to raise my skirt up to my hip, giving her easy access to my lower region. I'm now just standing in front her almost naked. She traces the curve of my hip until her fingers skim the lacy strap of my underwear. "Dua, i- I did-" I try to say, but instead, she placed her long slender digit finger on my lips to shush me up.

Her hand soon began to grope my behind again. I felt my nipples hardened underneath my tight tank top. I arch my spine to get closer to her body, hesitantly pressing my aching breasts against hers. She cursed under her breath from my sudden movement. Her hand trailing under my underwear, pushing it to the side. She began rubbing her long digit across my private.

"Dua," I whimpered, my eyes growing wide from her touch. The position we were in was quite risky, considering I didn't lock the door. My legs were giving out from the standing position and the intense pleasure. Her eyes lit up when she saw the way I reacted to her touch. And that motivated her to rub even harder, right above my sensitive bud.

"Oh," I whispered, biting down on my bottom lip as I held back from moaning. "Damn, you're so wet." She whispers close to my ear. I thrusted my hips against her hand, "Don't stop. Please." Increasing her pace, her thrusts were making me lose my damn mind. My whole body tensed, I felt myself coming down of my high. A smile of satisfaction present on her beautiful face.

She slowly slipped her fingers out of me. She brought her drenched digits closer to my lips and whispered, "Suck." Being the little obedient puppy I was- I sucked. I parted my lips, and she placed her fingers in my mouth and i sucked while she watched lustfully. Our eyes locked, she slowly pushes her fingers further into my my throat, gagging me.

She then removed her fingers from my mouth and grabbed my hair by the ponytail and kissed me hard. I slightly winced at the way she grabbed my hair, it was slightly painful.

"Dia, you forgot yo-" Alia barged in without knocking, again. Taking us completely off guard. Dua quickly let go of my hair, and shielded me by standing in front of my body so I could put my skirt down.

"Hold on, what's going on here?" Alia asked, eyeing Dua suspiciously. I quickly put my skirt down and stood next to Dua. I looked at Dua's face and I saw her looking at Alia as if she wanted to murder her.

She looks so mad.

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