𝐂𝐡𝐩𝐭 𝟒

The drive home was silent. I didn't play any tunes from my playlist. Instead, my mind kept replaying the scenes over and over again from being at Kamala's house. Her breath on mine, the way she cooked for me, her smell, the way we were so close. I was getting hot all over again just thinking about it. We hadn't even done anything yet, and she was already having me lose my mind over her. It was just a playful crush before but now it was something much more. She wanted me just as much as I wanted her.

On the way home, I felt my phone buzz in my pocket. It was a text from Riah.

Riah 💕:Can I come over sissy? I wanna hang out.

I rolled my eyes at her text. She knew damn well she didn't have to ask me that. She knows she's always welcome over.

Lura: Duh, oh course, Ri.

Riah 💕: Purrr, I'm bringing snacks. Omw.

I placed my phone into my cup holder as I continued my drive home. It was mid day so I still had all day to just hang out and relax. As I pulled in, I grabbed all of my things and headed inside. I turned on Netflix to catch up on all my shows. Just then, there was a knock on the door. I didn't need to open it to know who it was. That knock was all too familiar.

"Come in, Ri."

She walked in with plenty of snacks in hand. Wearing that bright smile that lit up any room.

"We love a clean house, Lura. Who are you trying to impress?" Her tone playful, as she shot me a knowing look.

I shrugged my shoulders as we flopped down on the couch." Girl, nobody. I just like having a clean house."

She rolled her eyes as she laid out all of our snacks.

"Mhm, whatever you say Lura. Oh, and how'd it go with Professor Harris?"

I nearly choked on my spit. The mention of her name sending chills down my spine. Riah quickly caught on, never missing a beat. "Damn, I'm guessing your 'conversation' went really well then."

I sat up straighter trying to regain my composure. "Umm yeah, it went okay. She was just pissed off with me because I came into class late and how we were talking a little bit ."

I didn't tell Riah about the second encounter yet because it was still so fresh. She was my best friend and I could trust her but, it was too soon to tell her about me actually going to her house. I would never hear the end of it.

She raised an eyebrow, clearly skeptical but she didn't pry. Riah was the type to know something's up but she'll wait until you can't hold it in anymore. Then, when you've been holding it for so long, you'll eventually spill it. I knew that's what she was doing but I wasn't gonna give in so easily.

"Well, I won't dig too much right now but I did bring plenty of snacks. Including your favorite, Gushers." We both had an obsession with snacks and Netflix. Like two peas in a pod.

I took the box holding it up to my chest." Oh my god, I love you so much, Ri."

"I know, what are we watching today?"

"Hmm, let's see." I picked up the remote scrolling through the list. Before I could decide, Riah's voice cut through the silence.

"Ouu, let's watch Manifest." She said, patting my shoulder like I was gonna float away. I twisted my face without a second thought.

"Hell nah, that show is such a slow burn. They make it longer than what it needs to be. Like, just tell us how they were able to come back and let that be the end."

Riah looked over at me as she rolled her eyes and sucked in her teeth.

"Ugh, hater."

"I'm not hating on it but it's the truth. What about Squid Games - season two?" We both turned to each other, our excitement bubbling over as we spoke in sync.

"Hell yeah, let's do it."

Our day went on as we laughed, talked, and watched movies. We fell asleep after being a couple of episodes in, the sound of the tv being the only source of sound. I fell asleep head first on the armrest while Riah was laying on my leg, halfway off the couch. We woke up to her phone ringing. She didn't answer it the first time since we were both so tired. After the second ring, I nudged her to wake up. My voice raspy and low.

"Ri, if you don't get your ass up and answer that damn phone."

She started to wake up and look around with the sleep still in her voice. She picked up her phone, one eye open as she read the name.

"Why does my mom have to call me right now? Remind me to start putting my phone on dnd before I go to sleep."

She answered the call and that usually meant it was time for Riah to go home unless she was spending the night. The phone call went on and I could feel my eyes starting to close again.

"Okay, I'll be ready in like ten minutes."

I opened my eyes as I leaned up grabbing my own phone. "Damn, it's already ten o clock?"

Riah stood gathering her things. "We must've been sleep for a long ass time then. Ten o clock is crazy."

I stood up to help Riah gather her things when there was knock at the door. We both looked at each other not knowing who was out there. She had just got off the phone with her mom so there was no way she was here that fast. I slowly walked to the door looking through she peephole. It was foggy outside cause I couldn't really see.

"Who is it?" Riah whispered as she crept up behind me.

I turned around with my hand still on the door." I don't know but we're about to find out."

As I opened the door, there stood a beautiful Kamala. Her hair was curled perfectly. She wore a black blazer, blue jeans, black boots, and her signature pearls to go with it. My mouth fell open, I wasn't expecting anyone to come over, much less Kamala. How did she even know where I lived? Did she follow me here or something because I've never given her my address.

Before I could say anything, Riah was right next to me. Just as shocked as I was.

"Hello, ladies. I hope I'm not interrupting anything."

I felt that familiar feeling in my stomach. She had this way of making me speechless all the time. I went to speak but I was quickly cut off.

"Actually, I was just leaving. You're not interrupting anything at all. I'll see tomorrow, Lura. It was nice seeing you Professor Harris."

A car pulled up in my driveway. As if on cue, it was Riah's mom. Before she left, she shot me a smirk. One that said it all. She left without saying anything else. I watched as she got in the car and pulled away with her mom, leaving me and Kamala face to face with the silence.

"H- Hi, Kamala. I didn't think I would see you until tomorrow."

Her face was soft and she had this calm demeanor. Her hands were behind her back as she was looking me dead in the eyes. Her gaze never leaving me once.

"I know it's getting late, but I stopped by because you forgot your notebook on the table, sweetie."

She pulled out my pink notebook from behind her back. I don't even remember leaving it. I took it from her gently but hesitantly. I raised an eyebrow as I looked at it, like it wasn't even real.

"Do you mind if I come inside? It's a little chilly out here."

I quickly stepped to the side offering her a way in. My stomach was still tight and I felt like I was gonna pass out. " Of course, come on in."

When she stepped inside, there was that familiar scent of hers. I never could grow tired of it. She started walking around my house examining everything in sight. She held this smirk to her face as she walked around before she finally turned back to me.

"You have a lovely home, it's so you."

I laughed a little at her comment. "What do you mean me?"

She stopped pacing for just a moment." From what I've seen, you're a shy girly girl, and your house captures that perfectly. Even down to your smell. Something very sweet."

I blushed at her compliment and I could feel the room getting hot. I needed something to distract me even for a moment.

"Could I get you anything? Like a drink or something to eat?"

She gently shook her head as she sat on the couch." I'm okay, sweet pea. But thank you for asking. Would you come sit for a moment?"

I nodded as I made my way over to the couch. As I sat down, I made sure to keep a reasonable distance between us. Not to close, but not to far. Kamala took notice as that smirk grew a little bit wider than before. She scooted so close that our thighs were now touching each other. She clasped her hands together as she started to speak.

Her tone was raspy and low as if she had just woken up." I know you're probably wondering how I knew where you lived and the answer is simple. I have all of my students files so it wasn't hard to find."

I was unsure of what to say but I had a lot to say at the same time. If only this woman knew how down bad I was for her. She was close to me and she spoke so seductively. Her brown eyes felt like we were undressing me.

"What made you stop by?"

She unclasped her hands as she reached for my chin. Lifting it just enough to where our eyes met.

"You, Allura."

I bit my lip on instinct trying to steady my breathing." What do you mean?"

"You know exactly what I mean. I see how you look at me and I know you want me just as bad as I've been wanting you."

Her hands were now traveling up my thigh and right below my center. I was hesitant because this was my Professor and there would be risks with me letting this happen. But her touch was drawing me in by the second. I placed my hands on top of hers.

"But you're my Professor, and if we get caugh-"

She quickly cut me off before I could finish. "And how will they know if we don't tell anyone?"

She had a fair point but I was still conflicted. Part of me wanted her so badly, but the other part of me was thinking about the consequences. I didn't say anything for a moment because I honestly couldn't.

"Yes, but-"

"Can I touch you, Allura?" She said, as she now was almost in my lap.

And that did it for me. Without even thinking twice I quickly gave in.

"Yes, Kamala. Please touch me."

There was now a full on smile to her face. She placed her hand on my chest, gently lying me back. She stood up taking off her blazer and tossing it to the other couch with such ease. She hovered back over me tucking my hair behind my ear as she placed a gentle kiss to my lips. One that started off slow, but became sloppier by the second. Our tongues were intertwined as if we were both waiting for this moment our entire lives. The sexual tension was at an all time high.

She brought her lips to my neck sucking every spot I had. Then, she brought her mouth up to my ear.

"I've been waiting for this moment for so long, my sweet girl. And you taste just like how I imagined. So sweet and pure."

Her words were so affirming to my ears. I was becoming more and more wet with each word she spoke. She made her way down to my stomach as she pulled at the hem of my leggings, taking them completely off of me. The sight of her beneath me was so beautiful. She looked me in the eyes and spoke.

"As sweet as you are, don't think I forgot about that eye rolling you did in my class, sweet pea. I didn't take too kindly to that and now I'm gonna have your eyes rolling in a different way."

"Kamala I-"

She shook her head as I tried to come up with an excuse. " No, no, don't even try to explain. It's too late."

She placed her mouth over the fabric of my panties. I could feel her warm breath going up and down my center and I was becoming so impatient at all this teasing. Her hands were starting to feel like magic as she rubbed my core.

"Mmm, it's so warm and ready and to be eaten."

She pulled my panties to the side as her mouth slightly fell open." Oh my goodness, it's so pretty, Allura."

Without saying another word, she placed her mouth right on my center. An involuntary moan escaped my lips as I bit down on one of my fingers. Her tongue felt like something I'd never experienced before. Her tongue worked in a steady rhythm while her other free hand worked its way inside and I could feel myself starting to leak. Kamala slowly took her mouth from my center as she looked down at her fingers.

"Look at that, you're so creamy for me." She licked her fingers and placed them back inside. The sensation causing my back to arch from the couch.

Another moan escaped from my mouth as I could feel myself about to orgasm. My legs started to close in but Kamala kept them firm in place.

"K- Kamala..."

She hummed in response, never looking up once.

"Yes, sweet pea?"

I tried to speak but the feeling was so intense as I let out another moan." I'm gonna cum."

She paused right as the words left my mouth. She traced the outer curve of my thigh, and in response, my eyes met hers.

"You won't cum until I say so. Not until you're forgiven for giving me attitude in class."

She sped up her pace and the feeling was too intense.

"Say you're sorry to mommy for disrespecting me, and that you'll never do it again."

I bit my lip, trying to hardest not to cum without her permission. Her eyes were dark and hungry and she clearly wasn't playing any games.

"I'm sorry for disrespecting you and I won't ever do it again."

She nodded in approval as my legs began to close in once more. " That's my good girl, you're forgiven. Now cum for me."

I came as quickly as she said it and my entire body was a wave of pleasure. Kamala was slowing her pace to help me come down from my high. She slowly withdrew her fingers as she licked them clean. Coming up slowly, she hovered over me opening my mouth slowly.

"Open your mouth."

I did as she asked without question. She opened hers and I watched as the spit fell into my mouth. She came down to my ear, whispering.

"Now swallow."

She was so dominant that it still felt unreal to me. I sallowed hard never taking my eyes off of her. She kissed my forehead as she stood up from the couch gathering her blazer.

"Let's go get you cleaned up, sweet pea."