Eyes Closed (Chaelisa)

Chapter 45 🎷

Skin by Rihanna is the mood setter for when you read this chapter.

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🔝sé POV

"Can I, can I take off your top?" She asks.

My eyes open wide and I am beyond panicked right now. My heart is leaping and I have this sudden urge to jump off the building just to get this feeling off my chest. My mouth opens before my mind processes what it should say.

"Kay." Shit! What the heck mouth! Why would you say that?

She gets off of me and I hear her footsteps getting further away from me. Where is she going? She opens the door and leaves, very soon she returns and I hear my bedroom door close and a click. Oh my god she locked the door. Why would she lock the door? I'm too nervous to even look back but I am surprisingly missing her warm presence on top of me. She sits on top of me again.

"I'll remove them now okay?" She asks. I nervously gulp and nod and I feel her arms gently remove my shirt. The clothing was getting higher and higher until it had been completely removed. I am now only wearing a pajama shorts since I don't wear a bra when I sleep.

A drop of liquid gets onto the back of my skin and I jump at the sudden feeling. She magically works her way around my back and I can't help but let out a moan at the feeling, it feels so good. Her fingers sometimes brushes against the side of my breasts and I fight the urge to gasp and moan at the same time. The feeling on the pit of my stomach intensifies.

"Does it feel good Chaeng?"

I am brought back to reality from her words.

"Yes. It feels great."

"It's massage oil that's lavender scented. It's meant to relax you and relieve tired muscles."

She moves lower and was sitting between the end of my legs and was now working on my left leg. Up and down, up and down. She moves to my right leg and does the same motion. Up and down, up and down.

It feels too good and I'm fighting the urge to scream at Lisa. Not knowing whether I want her to continue or not. Her massage had made my breathing hard and ragged.

"Turn around." She says.

"But, but I'm not wearing a bra." I say shyly.

"So? I've seen it before. I've touched it before." She says nonchalantly. I blush at the memory of me moaning when she accidentally grasped my breasts at the jimjilbang.

I reconsider my options but I did as I was told and turned around as I felt like I didn't want it to end so soon. When I turned around it was the first time I had seen Lisa since she started massaging me, there was an expression in her face that was foreign to me. It was the first time I had seen her look like that. It was a mix of love and hunger. What was it called? I was thinking what that word was but my mind is jolted when Lisa sits on top of me, just below the waist and above the legs the same way she sat on my butt with her legs wide open. She placed a few droplets of oil on my bare body, on my shoulders, stomach, and then my chest. She slowly massaged my shoulders adding a bit of pressure making me forget what I had been thinking of. Her eyes were staring right at me and I had been staring back too. We were lost in each others eyes while she continued doing a gliding stroke down between the middle of my chest and into my stomach. After a few soft kneads on my stomach she returns to my shoulder blades and massages them, her body leans a bit closer and her hot breath had hit my bare chest and my body gets goosebumps. I moan a little bit louder and was surprised to discover that the nub at the center of my bare breast had stiffened.