i threw my pencil down and sighed with frustration. A girl can only look at math problems for so long before she goes nuts.
i had passed the six-hour mark a while ago, pushing to finish the chapter, and figured i was coming dangerously close to the point at which iād lose it entirely.
i brought it upon myself, of course. iād been putting this off since September of last year. it was my own damn fault that i now had to work on it for hours at a time.
my frustration and exhaustion were apparent in my sprawled position upon the couch. The hem of my short grey skirt had crept dangerously high over the past several hours, a flash of cream-colored skin peeking from between carelessly splayed thighs.
the pink cardigan i had been wearing earlier was wadded up on the floor across the room, having been thrown across the room in a fit earlier in the afternoon. iād opened the top few buttons of my shirt, allowing a glimpse of the tops of my creamy breasts to no one in particular.
i breathed a deep sigh and stretched languidly, shooting a contemptuous glare at the math book balanced in my lap. i closed my eyes and let my thoughts drift to You.
i looked up and saw You standing beside me. You lifted the cumbersome book from my lap and set it on the coffee table, taking a seat next to me on the couch. Smiling softly, You pulled me to Your lap. my arms slipped around Your neck and i snuggled close, resting my head on Your shoulder, breathing in Your familiar scent. i held tight to You as Your fingers brushed through my hair, immensely grateful for such a distraction.
You twined my hair more tightly around Your fingers and guided my face toward Yours. Thick lashes brushed my fair cheeks as i closed my eyes, fluttering gently at the soft touch of Your lips on my own. You traced the line of my lips with Your tongue, parting them and kissing me deeper. i shivered as You explored my mouth with Your tongue, as You caressed my tongue with Your own, as You sucked and bit and tugged at my full, pouty lips.