“You wish! She’s busy
and she’s not my girlfriend.” Tina replied. She’s not ready yet to openly admit
to herself about her relationship with Bette.

“Well, from the sound
of it, it seems like you are”

“Can we discuss this
later? I’m in dire need to get out of my cave and get some fresh air. Meet you
at INFUZE?”

“Okay. Be there in an
hour.”

—

“So, what’s your plan
today for the rest of the evening?” Jordana asked Bette as her finger circles
the back of Bette’s hand.

Bette is working on
her assignment. Jordana had insisted to come and accompany her on the note that
she won’t distract her. She needed to get her stuff done; she’s already falling
behind a little bit due to their passionate nights in Bette’s dorm room.

“I have to finish up
this assignment, can’t you see?” Bette was getting irritated.

“No need to get
irritated chill girl. I was just asking.” Jordana replied nonchalantly.

“Besides, don’t you
have schoolwork too? Oh, yeah, I forgot, you don’t go to school.” Bette
sarcastically replied.

Jordana stood up and
walked behind Bette’s chair. She put her hands on either side of Bette’s
shoulder and began to massage her. She knew that Bette is anxious of getting
the work done as she has a strong drive to always stay on top of her
schoolwork. Her definition of falling behind is not the same as everyone
else’s; missing one chapter out of three chapters of her week’s reading is
falling behind. Bette began to relax under Jordana’s touch. She dropped her pen
and lean back on her chair, enjoying getting the knots on her shoulder undone.

“Mmm that feels so
good.” Bette murmured.

Bette knew that
Jordana wanted to have her that night and she wanted Jordana too but she had work
to be done. Jordana kept massaging Bette’s shoulder and neck, when she felt
that Bette is relaxed she bent forward and nibbled on Bette’s right earlobe.
She suggestively dart her tongue in and out of Bette’s ear, knowing that Bette
would be instantly aroused. She brushed Bette’s hair aside and nibbled on
Bette’s neck.

Ah, I have to study tonight. I’ve promised
myself. I can’t afford to fail this exam! C’mon gather your strength. Bette’s eyelids are heavy and her breath
becoming more and more laboured. The next minute, Jordana was straddling her
lap with her hands on both Bette’s face and passionately kissing Bette,
exploring her mouth. Bette’s hands were on her waist, sneaking underneath her
shirt, wanting to feel the skin underneath. Her centre is pounding and her
panty is soaked right through.