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Persian Rugs - Jacquees

Finals were officially done, and I felt a wave of relief. I was confident that I had passed, and Riah felt the same way. I had also filled her in on everything that had been happening with the Harris women.

"No way, bitchhh. Kamala cheated on YOU? Oh, she's wildin'. She had a baddie and fumbled?"

Riah gasped, covering her mouth in shock. We stepped outside to get some fresh air before our next class.

"Real talk, I'm so sorry, Allura. You didn't deserve that. And if Kamala can't see what she had, maybe it's time you show her."

I glanced at Riah, raising an eyebrow. "What do you mean by that?"

"Fuck Maya. Point. Blank. Period."

I playfully slapped her arm. "I couldn't do that, Ri! Maya has been so sweet to me ever since she got here. Yeah, I'm mad at Kamala, but I couldn't sleep with Maya just to get back at her. Two wrongs don't make a right."

Riah shot me a sharp side-eye.

"Exactly my point. Maya's been good to you from day one. Kamala clearly doesn't respect you, and let's not pretend Maya isn't fine as hell. Two wrongs don't make a right—but that rule doesn't apply to you right now."

"You're ridiculous," I said, letting out a laugh.

"I know, but you deserve better, Lura."

Riah and I went on to our other classes. What she said stuck in my mind but I knew it wasn't right. Maya was so sweet and she had become someone I could confine in comfortably. I will admit that I've been horny every day now but I couldn't let my thoughts tea eye further. My phone buzzed

Maya: I'll be out soon. 5 minutes tops.

I was getting closer to Maya with each passing day, building a bond I never imagined having with her. While waiting, I pulled out some work I needed to catch up on from my other classes. With everything going on, I had slipped a little, but I couldn't afford to fall behind now.

"What's up, Allura?" A familiar voice called out as they approached.

I looked up to see Jay heading toward me.

Oh my god, what the fuck does he want now?

"Hey, Jay. Don't come over here flirting with me because I'm not in the mood for that," I said, annoyed.

I didn't care how it came off—I genuinely didn't want him in my face. No matter how many hints I dropped, he never seemed to get it. Even when I said it outright.

"Chill, I'm just checking on you. You're always so feisty with me, but that's why I like you," he said, flashing a grin.

Jay was one of those people who smiled through everything, and it pissed me off. Why are you smiling when I'm literally telling you I'm not interested?

"Jay, I don't know how many times I have to tell you—I don't like men. I've never been interested in men, okay? You're nice, but I just don't like you like that."

At this point, I had already put my books away since he was all up in my space.

"You've just gotta give me a chance, lil mama."

The sound of heels clicking against the floor made us both look up. Maya approached in a maroon dress paired with black heels, looking absolutely stunning. She stopped right in front of Jay, her voice calm but firm.

"When a woman says no, that means walk away. Don't keep trying to pursue her. Be a gentleman and walk away."

I was shocked—and apparently, so was Jay. He stood there, speechless.

Why did that just turn me on a little bit?

"You have no idea how grateful I am that you showed up when you did. He's so annoying."

Maya let out a laugh. "I can tell but if he tries anything let me know and I'll handle it."

What does she mean by that? I thought to myself.

"We're all finished up for the day and I promised you food after. So, let's get going." She said with a smile.

I stood up, grateful for the distraction. As we got into the car, I couldn't help but think about going home to change—I hated wearing my school clothes once I left campus.

"Is it okay if I stop by my house to change?" I asked.

Maya turned to me with a warm smile. "Of course, we have the whole day, so take your time."

Being around Maya brought me so much comfort. She was chill, understanding, and always so gentle with me. Her ways reminded me of Kamala—the way she reassured me and slipped in sweet words whenever she had the chance. But at the same time, Maya was her own person, and I found myself adoring that more and more.

As we pulled into my driveway, I grabbed my things, and Maya took in the sight before her.

"Wow, your house is beautiful, Allura," she said, clearly impressed.

"Aww, thank you. Did you want to come inside for a little?"

She turned off the car, still admiring the view. "Yes, please."

I led the way inside, heading straight for my room to change.

I wanted a casual look but still something cute. White or black? I held up two off-the-shoulder long sleeves, trying to decide. I'll just go with black—

Shit.

I backed into my humidifier, knocking it over and spilling water all over my chest. Before I could even process what happened, Maya was already in my room, her voice laced with concern.

"Are you okay in here, Allu—"

I turned around, standing there in just my black lace bra and a skirt. Maya's eyes flickered from my face straight to my chest. I felt completely exposed under her gaze.

"I'm sorry for being loud. I just spilled some water on accident," I muttered, feeling my face heat up.

But instead of stepping back, Maya moved closer, closing the space between us without ever breaking eye contact. My breath hitched, my heart racing as the air between us grew thick with something unspoken. Something intense.

I knew I shouldn't let my thoughts take over, but the way Maya looked at me—like she saw everything I was trying to ignore—made it almost impossible to resist.

She approached me gently, taking my hand in hers. "May I?" she asked, her touch soft as she caressed my hand.

I nodded, my heart racing in my chest. Her touch was gentle, and I could feel warmth spreading through me as the tension between us grew. Maya led me to the bed and sat beside me. Our eyes met, and for a brief moment, we both hesitated. Slowly, my lips met hers. It didn't take long before she relaxed into the kiss, but then she pulled back just enough to look into my eyes.

"Are you sure?" she asked, her chest rising and falling with each breath.

I nodded, already craving her touch again.

"I need to hear you say it, darling."

I bit my bottom lip slightly as I spoke. "More than sure."

Our lips met in a collision, the kiss beginning gently but swiftly deepening into one filled with urgency and longing. Our tongues intertwined, making the kiss increasingly messy. I never realized how much comfort Maya's touch could bring me. Her perfume, a rich and woodsy scent, only made her presence more intoxicating.

The air between Maya and Allura was heavy with desire. Maya's touch was impossibly gentle as Allura surrendered to her hands. She had promised to be respectful while her sister was away, and she kept her word—but seeing Allura so vulnerable and breathtaking in her room stirred a hunger Maya had been struggling to contain. Maya could see Allura growing more comfortable with her, and it filled her with pride.

Her lips traced a path down my neck, tilting my head to give her better access. My breath caught, a soft moan escaping me. Her hands slid to my waist, guiding me back with gentle pressure.

"Allura," she murmured, her voice low and laced with something dangerous. Our eyes met, and the sight of Maya hovering over me—breathtaking and commanding—only made the heat between my legs grow stronger.

"Do you trust me?" she asked, her fingers tracing slow circles on my chest as she toyed with my necklace.

Her dominance made me crave surrender, to give myself over to her completely.

"Yes, I trust you," I whispered, my voice laced with the anticipation building between us.

A smirk tugged at her lips as her hands drifted to my skirt. "Your body is so beautiful—" she murmured, her voice trailing off as her eyes roamed over me with admiration. "You're so tense. Relax, babygirl. I've got you."

Her words sent a shiver through me, melting the tension in my body as I surrendered to her touch.

"May I?" she asked, fingers gently gripping the fabric of my skirt.

I nodded eagerly, my eyes pleading. "Yes, please."

"You're so polite all the time. I just want to strip it from you."

She slipped my skirt off, leaving me exposed in nothing but my black lace panties. As she let her dress fall away, my eyes drank in the sight of her—wrapped in a maroon lace set that hugged her perfectly.

Her hand found its way to the fabric covering my most desperate need, pressing down just enough to make me shiver. Slowly, she traced teasing circles over the lace, her gaze locking onto mine, filled with hunger and control.

"It's so warm and wet for me. I wonder what it taste like." She came back up placing her mouth onto mine as she moaned into the kiss.

Her hands slid to the edge of my panties, gently moving them aside to brush against my sensitive core. I gasped softly, but before I could fully process it, her fingers slipped inside, slow but deliberate.

"Oh my god," I breathed, my legs instinctively tightening. Maya hummed with approval as she kissed my neck.

"That's it, babygirl," she murmured. "Let me take care of you."

In an instant, she was positioned between my legs, her hungry gaze meeting mine.

"Tell me you want it, baby," Maya teased, a smirk curling at her lips.

I propped myself up on my elbows, unable to resist the intensity in her eyes.

"I want it. Now."

She chuckled softly. "Say it like you mean it, and maybe you'll get it."

I could feel my frustration building as she continued to tease me, each moment making me more eager.

"I need it so badly, please, give it to me."

She nodded, a look of approval crossing her face as she quickened her movements. "I love hearing you beg, babygirl."

She placed her mouth on the center of my core as she went in up and down motions. My hands found their way into her soft hair as she continued, her mouth finding all the right places with every movement. My head tilted back, soft sounds escaping as I gave in to the moment.

"You look incredible like this—completely in my control, so open to me. Let go of your stress and frustration onto me."

Her fingers moved in slow, deliberate circles, and the sound of my wetness filled the air as Maya's hands worked together seamlessly. I was so in the moment that I hadn't even realized my body was grinding against her fingers. Every movement flowed perfectly together, and the pressure was building—my legs starting to tremble slightly.

"That's it, fuck my fingers." Her pace quickened as she placed her mouth back onto my core.

I struggled to form words through my moans, her touch so precise and overwhelming.

"You feel so good inside me," I whispered, the words filled with need. "Please, don't stop."

My legs started to close in but Maya held onto them firmly keeping them open.

"Do you need to come, Allura?" she teased, her voice low and filled with authority.

"Y-yes, I'm so close," I whispered, my voice softer than I anticipated as the release neared.

"Come for me, darling."

That was all it took. My legs trembled as the wave of release washed over me, my breath catching as I gripped Maya's arm for support. She maintained her steady rhythm, and as I began to come down from the high, her fingers gradually slowed, withdrawing gently.

"Oh my... fuck." My voice trailed off.

"That mouth of yours, those words, your moans. It's so attractive. Let it all out. You deserve it." She caressed my stomach trailing kisses as our lips met into a kiss.

"You're so incredible, Allura," she said softly, bringing her fingers to my lips, watching me with admiration. "See how good you taste."

I wrapped my lips around her fingers, slowly licking them clean. "So sweet and pure," she whispered softly into my ear.

Our lips collided in a heated kiss, tongues tangling in a battle for control. I reached behind her, unhooking her bra and letting it slip from her shoulders. Maya's eyes darkened with desire, filled with unspoken longing.

"I want you right now," I murmured, gently gripping her waist as I flipped our positions. With Maya now beneath me, I cupped her breasts in my hands, bringing them to my lips with reverence.

She let out a soft moan as my hands trailed down to her panties. Gently, she cupped my face in her hands, her eyes filled with admiration.

"God, you're so beautiful," she whispered.

I pressed soft kisses along her inner thighs, feeling her body twitch beneath me. A rush of adrenaline surged through me, knowing I was the one unraveling her completely. I trailed a single finger over her slickness. She was soaked. I grabbed her panties as I slide them off gently tossing them off to the side. I held onto her thighs firmly keeping her in place.

My mouth met her aching core as her back arched from the bed.

"Fuck, your tongue feels so good on me, Allura. Keep going, babygirl."

Her words were so reassuring, sending warmth coursing through me. I knew I had crossed a line, but Maya's care and comfort pulled me in deeper, making it impossible to resist.

I quickened my pace, my tongue moving in slow, deliberate circles. As I reached just the right spot, she jolted slightly—bingo. A satisfied smile tugged at my lips before I focused my attention there, teasing her with soft, precise movements.

My fingers found their way to her entrance, sliding in effortlessly as I felt the warmth envelop me, her arousal coating my touch.

"Shit. Keep going. Just like that," she gasped, her breath shaky as she tried to steady herself. But I could tell—she was getting close.

To push her even further, I pulled back slightly spitting right on her core as my hands glided over her heated skin.

"Oh my god. You're such a nasty girl."

A satisfied smirk formed on my lips as I watched her pulsating, eager for me to touch her again. I placed my mouth right onto her clit as she rocked against my mouth, her back arching slightly."

"Do you need to come, Ms. Harris?" I asked, my fingers moving to find just the right spot.

She gazed down at me, her eyes full of need. "God, yes." Her voice trailing off. "You're fucking me too good."

Before I could speak, I felt her legs lock into place and her hands gripped my hair. "Fuck, I'm coming!"

Her soft moans echoed in the room as I slowed my movements, allowing her to catch her breath. Her back arched off the bed, leaving her breathless and beautiful in her vulnerability. It was impossible not to notice how stunning she looked as she let go. As she began to calm down, I withdrew my fingers licking one of them as I came up placing the other into Maya's mouth.

Her lips tightened around my fingers as her chest rose and fell with each breath.

"Stay here," I whispered. I got up from the bed and walked into the kitchen, returning with a cup of water.

"Aww, that's so sweet of you." She said, leaning up with a warm smile.

I placed the cup to her lips watching as she drank. I also took a sip placing the cup onto my dresser. I had felt a sense of relief being under Maya. She made me feel protected. Like nothing could hurt me. But the realization started to settle the moment I lay beside her. Her leg was thrown over mine as we lay between the most blankets.

Kamala. My mind went back to Kamala. She was going to kill me when she found out.

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I gave y'all what y'all were asking for. Maya and Allura finally had their moment. When Kam finds out....... she's gonna lose it. Or...... maybe she won't. All I know is, Allura better start praying. Y'all gonna have some crazy ass smut coming from Kam at a point. Not so fast, but it's coming. The next chapter will be Kamala's pov.

I thought about letting Maya use her strap but I was like nahhh I can't let her outdo Kamala 😭