"Right but you also have to think about your final project, how are you going to peacefully include this story into something that's so controversial?" Reagan asked with her eyes locked on my laptop like a magnet. I smiled at her because she was so concentrated on some shit I could care less about. I was taking my time looking at her; bottom lip caught between her teeth, eyebrows narrowed waiting on my response.
"Gabby..." she called out trying to bring my attention back to the screen, but I was so focused on her facial features I completely zoned out until I noticed a light color rushing to her cheeks. She instantly looked down and started twitching her fingers.
"Do I make you nervous Mrs. Garcia?" I teased, waiting for her to look at me.
"No, Just got a lot on my mind." she said looking at any and everything in the room before she turned and focused on me. "Come here," I gently said, getting closer to her in order to remove the eyelash she had right under her eyes. The moment I leaned in I heard her breath hitched in her chest, and I placed my hand on her knee to comfort her but instead she automatically tensed up. I removed it and leaned back in my chair still looking at her.
"It was an eyelash." I said smiling, but she was still frozen in place, "you can breathe now Reagan." I chuckled at her shyness.
"Thank you." she said barely whispering.
"But you're right, maybe this topic isn't the best I could've come up with, but it's definitely too late to change it, so It'll have to work." I said bringing my attention to the laptop, but I noticed she still wasn't really moving.
"Hey you okay?" I asked, getting worried, did I overstep her boundaries? "I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable I was just trying to..." before I could finish I felt her nervously lean to me and connected her lips to mine. For a second I froze while my brain was trying to comprehend and process what was happening. Gently and enthusiastically I kissed her back. When she didn't pull away my whole body palpated under her touch; not believing this was really happening. No longer than two seconds after she pulled away and looked at me, and I could feel the lust radiating off her body. The only problem was now I wanted more. I never thought someone could be so addictive, but the way her soft, full lips danced with mine left me wanting more, so I reached for her and kissed her again savoring her taste. She started kissing me back with just as much affection, passion, and hunger, and I felt complete. I nibbled on her lower lip and a quiet moan escaped her lips sending a vibration against mine and that seemed to have pulled her out of whatever spell we were both stuck in. she stood up and looked at me with terror and regret in her eyes. I knew what was coming next, but the whole time all I could think about was how she managed to be so gentle and rough at the same time. Standing there staring at me, I could tell she was about to start freaking out so I stood up and grabbed her hand in mine and tucked a strand of her curly hair behind her ear to get a clear look at her face. "It's alright, it doesn't mean anything and I won't bring it up. Reagan it's okay, this never happened." I said trying to calm her down and that seemed to work for a minute.
"Oh god I'm so sorry Gabby." she whispered looking down at her feet, I gently grabbed her chin and made her look at me. "You have absolutely nothing to apologize for." I said still trying to reassure her.
"It's getting late, I should go." she let go of my hand and grabbed her phone before walking out of my room, I knew better than to follow her, so I stayed put until I heard the front door closing.
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Lost In You
Romantikshe was supposed to be a drunken one night stand. We were never suppose to see each other again, I didn't even know her name. But a year later she turns out to be my professor. As the memory of that night flashed in my mind, I wanted to confront her...
