The Devious Hearts | Englot | girlxgirl

Chapter 8 - Game On

Charlotte stood beside Engfa, feeling the city breeze on her skin, her heart still pounding from the intensity of their exchange.

She couldn't ignore the electricity that seemed to flow between them. The air felt heavier, charged with an unspoken tension that hovered just beneath the surface.

Engfa's eyes remained on the cityscape, but Charlotte could feel her presence so acutely, as if every move, every breath was magnified in this secluded space. She could sense the calculated stillness in Engfa's posture, the way her shoulders held just a bit of tension, as if she was weighing a decision.

"Beautiful, isn't it?" Engfa murmured, her voice low, almost a purr. "But the real beauty of a city like Bangkok is in its secrets."

Charlotte turned slightly to face her, catching the subtle shift in Engfa's gaze. There was a deeper, almost predatory look in those dark eyes now, and it sent a shiver down her spine.

"I'd argue the beauty is in the discovery," Charlotte replied, her voice steady but soft. "What's the point of secrets if they're never unraveled?"

Engfa's lips twitched into a half-smile, and she took a slow step closer, closing the distance between them.

"Some secrets are worth keeping," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the faint hum of the city below. "And some are worth sharing... with the right person."

Charlotte's breath caught.

She could feel the heat radiating from Engfa, their proximity causing her heart to race. Engfa's hand reached out, and with a deliberate slowness, she brushed a stray strand of hair from Charlotte's face, her fingertips lingering just a moment too long against her cheek.

"Are you the right person, Char?" Engfa asked, her tone almost teasing, but there was a seriousness in her eyes that belied the casualness of her words.

Charlotte felt a surge of boldness rise within her. "Why don't you tell me?" she whispered, her voice husky. She leaned in, her body moving almost on its own, closing the gap between them until they were only inches apart.

Engfa's smile grew, a glint of satisfaction flashing in her eyes.

"I guess there's only one way to find out," she murmured, her breath warm against Charlotte's lips.

The tension was palpable now, and neither of them moved for a moment, suspended in a dance of anticipation. Then, with a deliberate slowness that felt like it stretched time itself, Engfa tilted her head slightly and closed the distance, her lips brushing against Charlotte's in a soft, almost tentative kiss.

Charlotte's eyes fluttered shut, her breath hitching as Engfa deepened the kiss, her lips firm yet soft against hers. There was a gentleness to it, but also a hunger-a restrained intensity that hinted at something deeper, something simmering just beneath the surface. Charlotte felt a rush of heat flood through her, her hands instinctively finding their way to Engfa's waist, pulling her closer.

Engfa responded immediately, her body pressing against Charlotte's, her hands slipping around to the small of her back. She pulled Charlotte into her with a strength that sent a thrill through her veins. The kiss grew more urgent, more demanding, and Charlotte found herself melting into it, her senses overwhelmed by the taste of Engfa's lips and the warmth of her body.

A soft sigh escaped Charlotte as Engfa's hands traveled up her back, her fingers trailing like fire along her spine. The sensation sent shivers through her, and she pressed closer, losing herself in the moment. She could feel Engfa's breath quickening, the way her body seemed to tighten with each passing second.

When they finally broke apart, both were breathing heavily, their foreheads resting against each other.

Charlotte opened her eyes, meeting Engfa's gaze. There was a fire there, a burning intensity that made her heart skip a beat.