Annia stood there, between the intense feeling of pleasure and the nagging thought that she should probably hurry up before she misses the train.
With Gisele's arms still wrapped around her waist and her warmth seeping into the smaller woman's clothes, the youth found herself in one of the rarest circumstances, stuck between what she wanted and what she needed to do.
She stood there for a minute, taking in the warm scent of oak and fresh waters.
Her body seemed to become alert, taking to account every breath the taller woman took.
The way long fingers gently caressed her abdomen and pulled her in, and the sensation of Gisele's breast pressing against her back.
It all made goose bumps raise on her skin and her heart beat quicken.
Gisele moved in closer, her steps slow and elegant like the movement of swans gliding over water surface.
The noir haired beauty rested her chin on the brunettes shoulder, not worried but comforted by the soft curls that twirled around her ear and the side of her neck.
She was falling for every inch of this young woman, from the curve of her small nose to the twirls of her locks, every bit of Annia was so beautiful that she knew passing her up would be one of her biggest mistakes.
And Gisele doesn't like making mistakes.
Taking in the natural scent that emitted from Annia skin, her aroma the mixture of wild lavender just plucked from a meadow and old books with endless pages.
It was a different smell, not too over powering nor generic. The delicacy of her natural scent was intoxicating to the ebony skinned woman, and as she breathed in she found herself desiring more of the woman she held in her arms.
"My office is right over there." She said, feeling the shift of the brunettes head as she looked straight ahead.
The office was not large, in comparison to the one the CEO has back home it was actually three times smaller.
Instead it was medium size, it was built for Mike but after deciding he was above everyone else he decided to build a bigger one on the lower floor.
The only thing that bothered Annia about the whole new office thing was that he took a huge chunk of money from the company and everyone's paycheck, and the cut made life even more difficult for her and Alison.
"Would you mind showing me your desk?" Gisele spoke, breaking the silence and Annia focus on the office.
Silence seemed to extend between them, effortless and without a care.
Gisele didn't mind it in-fact she found it strangely soothing, and a real contrast to her perpetually busy life.
But the CEO knew the brunette was thinking about something, most likely over-thinking something, and she just wanted to know what it was that traveled through her mind.
"I would but..."
The brunette wanted to show the stunning woman everything but she had to hurry up and make it back home before it got too late.
"But..."
Gisele spoke questioningly as she waited for the youths response.
"But I have to hurry up before I miss the train."
The black haired woman stopped for a minute, watching the way Annia's pale fingers twirled around each other anxiously, as if her reply would be the determining factor in the brunettes decision.
"Well..."
She lifted her chin from the woman's shoulder, already missing the contact with the irresistible youth.
"I could always drive you there. I'm sure it would be less of a hassle."
Annia turned her body around so that she was no longer looking at the CEO's office ahead of her but the tall woman herself.
As her slim figure moved, the brunette realized that Gisele's arms were still wrapped around her waist, holding her close.
In that second their bodies were even closer, the youths curly locks bounced as she spun softly, and the wind that carried her fast movement pushed back Gisele's light strands of midnight as well.
She stopped, tilting her head up so that she could look at the beautiful woman that still made her heart beat.
In that close moment her big hazel-brown eyes searched.
The youth has experienced so many circumstances where someone would offer her something because they felt obligated or wanted more in return, and she would be in a position where life was even more strained. She didn't want that.
Annia wanted to make sure the woman was truly asking her out of want and not responsibility.
In those gray eyes she saw a look a sincerity, as if Gisele wasn't just asking cause she wanted to be 'nice' but because she actually wanted to take Annia home.
Just seeing that little glow in her eyes brought joy to the small woman's heart.
Snapping from the daze she fell in when looking into Gisele's eyes, Annia's, as if by instinct, refused the offer politely.
She has always been like her father, head strong and independent. Even when her family was struggling with their bills, her father never asked for help and worked until his very last breath. It was honorable and the brunette always looked up to him and his work ethic.
But in this circumstance she wanted to go with Gisele, to be around her longer and continue feeling the warmth of her long arms around her waist.
The sensation of her cool fingers touching her stomach and arms.
The taste of her supple lips, every inch of Gisele Annia wanted to remember and experience more of.
"Oh that's fine. The train is no....hassle."
Hearing the words come from her mouth Annia already how much of a lie she was speaking, but she couldn't stop herself.
It had become mechanically as time progressed, from the moment her parents died people have been manipulating her and when she was younger she made the mistake of trusting them.
That entire time of her life changed her, and now she just refuses even the smallest offers.
Gisele rose a brow, those sharp eyes peering into Annia, her body leaning in closer and the youth slightly tilting back with uncertainty.
"Really?"
Brown-hazels looked everywhere but into ice grays, from the walls to the wooden floors Annia found anything to distract her.
Gisele found the entire circumstance entertaining however.
She enjoyed the way the curly haired youth tried to avoid her eyes, those small lips in a slight smirk, but when her long fingers gently pressed into Annia's back she heard the brunette gasp.
"Look at me Annia." She whispered, her words close to the curly haired woman's ear and breath warm with the scent of coffee.
"I want to drive you home." The tall woman inched closer, her body pressing nearer to the youth. "But I can't if you won't let me."
"I just think that um...it would be, you know, less of a hassle if...I just took...the train. You know."
Those large eyes peeked up in a way that made the older woman want to squeeze Annia in a hug and kiss her over and over again.
But she didn't. Instead her head lightly tilted to the side in an attempt to understand why the youth did not want a ride.
"Is that what you want?"
"Mmph?"
A brow rose, the color darker than her mousse tousled hair and thick in a way that wasn't too overpowering, but striking enough to contrast with the soft curves of her face.
"Annia..." She whispered in a way that depicted her wavering patience with the petite woman's antics.
"Okay okay...Honestly,"
her eyes moved from her fingers, which they had shifted to, and back to those slim eyes that patiently waited for her to continue speaking.
"I want to spend so much time with you. If you asked me to go with you to the bathroom I totally would."
Her voice rose with a certainty and humor that made Gisele softly giggle.
"But..."
"But," the dark woman carried on her incomplete sentence.
"My apartment is in one of the most...dangerous neighborhoods," she bit her bottom lips, her hands holding onto the side of the tall woman's jacket to emphasize her point.
"And I don't want to put you in danger. I wouldn't be able to stand myself if something happened to you...as a normal person you know. Not like a lovesick girl."
Shit, Annia cursed in her mind, fully aware that she just outed her crush on her CEO that developed only from this morning.
Gisele took in the youths comment, viewing Annia's warm milk skin shade to a soft pink on her kissable cheeks.
Noticing the small hands that lightly held onto her jacket move back to the youths frame, those fingers and clear nails covering her mouth and sliding through her thick curls effortlessly, the locks bouncing back in place.
Not being able to resist any longer, the CEO brought her lips Annia's forehead, kissing it gently and feeling the clean hair tickle her nose gently.
Annia stood there stoic, not sure what to do as a spark traveled through her body, warming the area Gisele's full lips were just seconds prior.
She took down a gulp, her mouth longing to be the place that the beautiful woman kissed, her hands wanting to travel through those silky midnight locks that settled down her back nearly reaching her prefect behind.
"Very well then."
Annia looked up, her doe-eyes being greeted with a smile on Gisele's plum lips, her smile that seemed facile bringing a strange comfort to her.
"When is the train coming?"
Annia eyes finally begin to focus on everything else and not just the goddess pressed against her.
"Uh..." She took Gisele's hand, not ignoring the little tingle that moved over her skin at the contact.
"God, even her wrist are beautiful."
Annia whispered to herself, not realizing that the words escaped her mind in a soft sound.
The older woman didn't want to ruin the moment of those intense hazel-browns looking at the cold watch that decorated her wrist.
So she didn't speak on the comment.
Instead she kept it in because for the first time in a long time she actually treasured someones appreciation.
The brunettes words just moved from her lips in a way that held no ulterior motive, but so much innocence that her heart actually felt something.
"Oh shoot. Uhh," she looked at Gisele for a moment and then rushed further onto the floor, her thin legs walking as if they were trained to move with speed.
Gisele watched her and wondered how those legs actually looked when not hidden beneath over sized pants.
She stood there for a moment, she herself admiring the youth and her unlimited energy.
The noir haired beauty wondered if she really spent her energy wisely, because the way Annia's hands searched over her desk grabbing a few things, signing out of her programming and fixing everything along with her thick mane, astonished the business woman.
Noticing the youth putting an old looking tote over her shoulder and checking the clock, Gisele knew she out to get going if she wanted to catch the youth on the train.
