Ever since classes have started at Dalia's college, at a university in D.C., she's had a crush in her Criminal Justice professor, Emily Prentiss. Find out what happens when Dalia is asked to stay after class when she's caught sleeping in Emily's cla...
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In the bathroom, I hear Emily turn on the shower. Getting out of bed, I walk into the bathroom and join her. I snake my arms around her waist, kissing up her shoulder and to her neck. She reaches up behind her and caresses the side of my face. Her touch is intoxicating. She tilts her head to the side, giving me more access to her neck.
I start to suck on the sweet spot behind her ear, gently using my teeth. Emily turns around and grabs my face, pulling me on for a kiss.
I pull away, switching spots with her to wet my hair, the hot water making my skin tingle. Reaching for the shampoo, she grabs my arm. "Let me."
I smile, "Go for it." No one has ever offered to wash my hair. She squirts some shampoo into her hand and motions for me to turn around. "So, are you going to tell me about your plan?" I ask her, the front of my body facing the water.
Emily starts to massage the shampoo onto my scalp, the smell of lavender and roses dancing around the shower. She laughs softly. "Well, pretty girl, I still want you to be surprised, but I will tell you this. We're going to be gone for the weekend, so you'll need to pack a bag. And, it's going to be a little road trip." There's that pet name again.
Thank god she can't see me because I'm blushing mad hard right now. I raise my eyebrows, "Road trip? That sounds fun. When do we leave?" Turning around, I rinse the shampoo out of my hair.
"Tomorrow morning," she says, reaching for the conditioner. She works the product into my hair, combing her fingers through. Moving her mouth right next to my ear and softly says, "And where we're going there's going to be a hot tub, so pack accordingly."
My mouth drops, and my knees feeling weak, I place a hand on the shower wall for balance. "Oh really?"
"Mmhmm," she hums, and places a soft kiss on my shoulder.
I do the same for her, massaging the shampoo into her hair and then working in the conditioner. We wash our bodies separately and step out of the shower. She hands me a towel and I use it to get some of the water out of my hair, then wrap it around my body, Emily doing the same.
Back in her bedroom, I sit on the edge of the bed and pick up my phone from the nightstand. 10:10 am. No new notifications.
"Do you want a change of clothes?" she asks, walking out of the bathroom, heading towards the closet. "I also have an extra toothbrush under the sink."
I run my fingers through my wet hair, slicking it back. "Uh, yeah, that would be great. Thanks."
Emerging out of her closet, she hands me a pair of black joggers and a worn grey t-shirt. I slip on the clothes and head back to the bathroom to brush my teeth. I grab my phone and keys, shoving them into the pocket of the joggers.
Making my way down stairs with my clothes in hand, I round the corner to see Emily sitting on the floor, giving cuddles to Sergio in her arms. I stop to admire what stands before me. Leaning against the wall, I tuck a stand of my wet hair behind my ear and cross my arms. I can hear him purring all the way over here.
