Divya's POV
Elizabeth and I stumbled with drunken laughter inside the apartment—Elizabeth almost bumping into an statue she had near the entrance. I threw my coat on the nearest place as my arm kept interlaced with Elizabeth's.
"That was— that was the most fun I've had in a while." Elizabeth spoke through subsiding laughs and held me steady when my footing failed me.
"That's usually what happens when you are out with me." I joked and looked down at her arms—her hands still holding me still on my side. "Your eyes are kind of shiny," I pointed out when her brown eyes met mine. Even in the dark living room I could tell, the light coming from the street lights allowed me to.
"That's because I'm kind of drunk." Elizabeth responded with one of her hands letting go of me, only to put strands of hair away from my face. "And so are you."
"Maybe." I said dragging the letters of it.
Elizabeth hummed, "You are so gorgeous."
"I know." I laughed more than I should, making her laugh as well. I rested my face on her shoulder until the drunken laughs subsided and looked at her again. "I enjoyed tonight... more than I thought I would."
"You doubted my skills for making you have fun?" Elizabeth cocked an eyebrow, the corner of her lip lifting into a smirk.
I had to bite my own lip to hold in the sudden need to bite hers. Fuck vodka makes me horny... or maybe is just Elizabeth. "I had my reservations about them, but don't worry it won't happen again."
"It better not darling." Elizabeth said with a light tone and a playful glare.
Okay I need to leave before I do something I shouldn't.
"It's late, I should go to sleep."
Elizabeth wined and kept a hold of me, "But we were having such a meaningful and deep conversation."
"Your definition of deep concerns me miss CEO." I grabbed her hands that were on my hips and slowly pried them off. "We both should sleep off the alcohol."
"As you wish m'lady." Elizabeth responded and bowed mockingly as I retreated.
"You still owe me by the way. I haven't forgotten." I walked backwards to say that to her and almost took down another of her expensive decorations.
"I'll give you your reward whenever you want Divya." Elizabeth smirked at me as I entered my room and I successfully closed the door before I got any ideas.
It was exhausting to fight the impulse to go to Elizabeth's room and just give in and let her have her way with me. Why did I even want that?. Yes I'm half drunk but I have had these same thoughts sober. Never have I lusted after a woman or wanted someone to fuck me so hard before.
This was completely new territory for me.
Yet something about Elizabeth eases any insecurity that comes with it. Why? I'm not sure, probably because of how kind she was. Or maybe I liked the way she looked at me.
I took off my clothes and put on my pijamas only to feel my world spin when I threw myself on the bed due to the many drinks I had earlier. But that wasn't enough to distract me from the woman in the next room.
To remember how her fingers felt inside me, how she grabbed me as I rode her, the feelings of her lips sucking on my neck, my chest.
Fuck I can't do this.
I stood up from my bed and exited the room—quickly heading for the one next door since the living room was empty. I knocked on the door of her bedroom and waited till she opened it.
YOU ARE READING
Just Between Us
RomanceHow far would Elizabeth Sinclair go to get back at her resentful ex? Would it be worthy to play her ex's game? Or will playing along will finally help her find the love she's been looking for... or could it be the very cause she loses it?
