Kiss and Tease [GirlXGirl]

Chapter 5: Should I Admit It?

BAILEY

As soon as my palm landed on her face, I stepped back in panic. My eyes widened in shock as I looked at my hand. The sensation in my palm caused me to feel so mortified right now. My lips were trembling yet I could still taste the strawberry lingering on it.

I gripped the dress tight as if I was ashamed. I didn’t know the reason. Was it because the kiss was affecting me so much that the moment her lips touched mine, my whole being rocked for more? Or was it because I slapped Tiana that hard as her burning red head stayed down, hiding the emotion from what I did to her?

It was just a simple kiss yet I found it better than all I formerly had. Even more than my first kiss. A brief kiss that made me feel out of breath, like all the walls of this small place was throttling me and her bright presence sent a raging feeling inside me.

Even so, her advance was out of line. How could she do this to me?

We were close friends, but why did she take advantage of it and made me feel like I was nothing like all the girls she would always tease? Was I no different from them? Is our friendship was too shallow because we were always arguing with each other since we met? And here I thought that I was different because we’ve known each other for so long but I realized I was the same level with all the girls she used to tease.

Finally, her head raised up to look at me. However, as I stared at her own emerald eyes, an unpleasant cold rushed through my whole being. She was not entirely looking at me like she was in a never-ending daze. Her eyes was filled of hollowness which caused the guilt to strengthen more within me.

“Please, don’t hurt me,” she whispered, her voice was breaking in a weakest tenor.

“I- I’m sorry,” I lamented but she didn’t respond.

Without realizing, I held my arms up and cupped her delicate face, her incredible warmth soothed away the pain in my palm. My thumb caressed her red flushed cheek tenderly, wanting to diminish the discomfort I caused her. “Tiana, can you hear me?”

In my relief, she finally gazed at my own eyes. A painful expression started to fall on her face.... until a single tear bolted from her eyes. Yet, she was smiling as if she was trying to induce herself that it was okay. That everything would be alright if she just smile in spite of everything.

She reminded me of someone I knew. Someone I hated. I didn’t want this bright girl to be like me. A person who always hide from a personality that didn’t exist from the first place.

A poor pretender.

Wanting to take that person away from her, I closed the space between us, pulling her face nearer to meet her smooth lips halfway. Once my lips crashed to hers, something began to start. And I just knew that it would be the death of me.

After a moment, she slowly responded, kissing me back like she just woken up from her own astonishment. Her arms snaked around my waist and pulled me impossibly closer. My hands were still around her face, holding her still, not taking a chance to pull her lips away from mine.

Once I moaned, it gave her an opportunity to deepen the kiss. I could feel the dress was slowly sliding out of my shoulder when her hands travelled down to my ass, cupping it fully. A reprehensible moan fled once again from my mouth. Not letting me to breath, she slither her tongue inside me daringly. I breathed through my nose and we began to fight for dominance as our tongue twirled erotically, not allowing each other to win.

When she pinched my left ass cheek, I whimpered breathlessly. Once she perceived, she pulled away to give ourselves a time to breath. However, it was just a short amount time when she kissed my upper lips between her own. Getting more insane from what was happening between us in this contracted room, a knock in the door made us stop abruptly.

Waking up, I released her face and pushed her away from my body that caused the dress to completely fell down from my body. My cheek reddened in embarrassment when I noticed that she was now smirking, checking out my exposed figure.

In a haste, I reached for my clothes that were hanging in the back of the door but Tiana yanked me back by gripping my wrist, turning me around to her. She easily caught me inside her grasp as she knocked me against the door.

“s**t!” I winced under my breath, the citrus smell she was wearing was immeasurably intoxicating me. My bare skin appeared to be so sensitive, feeling all my sensor was screaming to be attached to hers.

A soft cry came from my mouth, feeling her mind-altering breath caressed my neck. The pant she was letting out sounded like she was struggling to herself. “G-give me time, please....” she spoke out, gripping my waist tight like she was holding me for support. “Oh, Bailey.... after seeing you like this, I-I don’t think I can’t take it anymore...”

I stayed silence, resting my chin on her shoulder, my eyes gazed at my own through the mirror, proven that an unforeseen lust I just let out was still there and realizing I was grabbing her hair in a fist as if I didn’t want to let her go. I didn’t understand what she meant by those words so I just kept quiet, regaining myself from the action that made my mind blown away.

Slowly, she drew back from me, her arms left my waist as she lifted her hands to caress my face, her fingers tangled through my messy hair. Tiana met my eyes with her jade one and a tricky smirk crept into her lips dangerously. “Will you take responsibility for always making me so hot?”

What?!!!

“I-I... don’t....” I tried to speak but I failed to muster any sentence to answer her audacious question.

As if she understood, she sighed in defeat and gave me a peck in my swollen lips for one last time. “I’ll give you time to think,” she said as she playfully winked at me.

Watching her retreat, she went out of the room leaving me stunned in my own place. “What the hell just happened?” I asked the person in the mirror who were just shocked as I was. Did we just made out inside a fitting room and I just let it happen like that?

Dammit! Dammit! I knew it! She would surely be the death of me.

******

For hours, I trashed around over my bed, occasionally screaming whenever I remembered what just happened between me and Tiana. This messy feelings were giving me a hard time to think rationally. I felt so dumb right now, not getting an idea that I, of all people, I let myself to fall in her web of teases. Why did she do it to me anyway?

Sure, she was always taunting me which was the reason why we were always arguing but how come this time, she made a decision to take it further? Yeah, right! It was supposed to be my fault too because I was the one who gave her a reason to play with me.

How couldn’t I? When I saw her looking so vulnerable that time, I couldn’t help myself to comfort her. And the result is, I was feeling confused and panicky about my action. And the way she glued her eyes to my almost naked body made me blush extremely.

I groaned, jolting up and then lay on my bed again, hugging my pillow tight. It was everyday routine that we see each other body because the team shared the same locker room. I just didn’t know why I felt so uncomfortable whenever Tiana looked at my own. Uncomfortable doesn’t mean I was disgusted to her checking my body out but it seemed like I was always ashamed of my own because of how her body looked so glorious to me. Her beauty was outstanding to me that it made me feel so envious. It just irked me that whenever she looked at me, she doesn’t even realize how beautiful she is. It was annoying that she wouldn’t even look at herself before ogling her eyes to others.

That is the reason why she was that amazing. That what’s make her beautiful in her own way. That’s one of the reason why everybody adores her. She didn’t need an effort to look like so cute and adorable because it was a natural thing to her. Heck, god knew I did everything to be in my best possible state but I still felt that I was nowhere in the same level with my friends.

When I saw her being so out of character a while ago, some part of me didn’t want her to be in that way. Like I would do everything not to tarnish her exquisiteness, even kissing her out of my will. Why did I slap her anyway? Oh, because she kissed me suddenly. Fvck, she was really messing up with my mind until now.

I really hate her right now. For being a tease, for treating me like her sluts and for being a good kisser. Of course, I wouldn’t admit that to her. To the hell with her...And what did she mean by me taking responsibility for making her so hot? What the hell?! I hate her for being so cocky. Sure, she is hot but she didn’t need to flaunt it to me. Or did she mean that I was making her hot? For heaven’s sake, that was nonsense.

Suddenly, I leaped in shock when my phone blared. I reached it to see Tiana was calling. What the hell she was calling for?! Wincing, I gave myself a time to think if I should answer her. I was sure she would taunt me again because of what happened to the mall. I didn’t want to answer it, I didn’t want her to play with me again so I put my phone back in the bedside table and closed my eyes, ignoring it completely.

At last, my phone stopped ringing which made me partly relief and partly disappointed somehow. However, her soft voice leaped up my heart, realizing she was using voicemail.

“Ummm.... Bailey, I know you are there. I just want to say that I’m sorry for, you know, for kissing you forcefully,” she said in a regretting tone and after that, a silence was played for a moment, until she spoke again confidently, “But I’m sure that I’m a lot better kisser than that douche bag. You kissed me back so I am confident about it. Don’t worry, there’s a more kisses to come in case you’re thinking that was the last that you will receive from me.”

Getting so infuriated at her changing tone, I immediately answered the phone, “Kiss an ass, you cocky b***h!”

She laughed in my response. “Sure I will kiss your ass!” Then she hung up on me.

My mouth went ajar as I looked at my phone. “How dare she hung up on me!?!”

Dammit!! I hissed, throwing my phone to my bed and ran my fingers through my hair frustratingly. She won’t get away from this. Fvck, I will make sure that she is wrong. I will prove to her that she was not a good kisser. Getting an idea, I took my phone again and texted the person that first came to my mind. Once I was done, I laid on my bed in a thump and stared at the ceiling with a frown.

There’s more kisses to come. That line made me shake my head. Was I worried because I didn’t want her to do it or I really wanted more from her? Why I was thinking about this? You are supposed to think how you can prove her wrong from now on, Bailey!

But I wanted more kisses, even if I refused to admit it. I was just pretending the feeling don’t exist. I didn’t want to drown on her own playfulness because I was sure that our friendship would be in a risk, if I did.

Yeah, I’ll just keep pretending. It’s better that way.