-6- coffee & tension

Mychelda has driven me to.......an elevator!?

"Why do you have an elevator at home?" I glanced at her with narrowed eyes " you only have three levels."

She signed " because there are more than three levels"she carefully explained.

"But I clearly saw three levels and I don't think I would —"

"Do you want a tour instead?" She cut me off.

" If you don't mind,yes " I quickly replied as the elevators opened .

To the same living room I was in this morning.

"We'll save this for next time" she said a bit louder as her hand left my  back and walked away and towards the kitchen.

I instinctively follow her after leaving my Birkin on the sofa.

I cannot believe I'm already back here.

I sat across the Island like I did this morning while she was probably preparing the coffee.

Yes, there was tension, I just needed to figure out what kind of tension it is and what kind I want.

I cleared my throat." So......what did I forget, Mychelda?" I asked almost awkwardly.

She stayed silent and I began to feel really awkward. I always feel comfortable with her, even though we barely know each other's,  there is a  comfortable energy between us.

" A necklace " she finally said with her usual calm tone, turning to me and giving me the cup of coffee.

I thank her.

"Anything for my queen" she softly replied, which made me smile, " can you show me the necklace, please?" I kindly asked even if I don't remember wearing a necklace last night.

" Sure" sure assured me as she added some milk to her coffee, "after"

I nodded, glancing at the hot coffee in front of me.

" How was your day?" She asked

I widely smiled, recalling all the great moments of my day "very good and yours?"

" Good" she hummed.

I cleared my throat yet again so her eyes diverted from her coffee to me.

" Thank you for the flowers,I really appreciate them."

She blinked twice"o_of course, Atmiz"

We drank our coffee between small talk in a comfortable silence.

The second I finished the delicious coffee, Mychelda stood up from her chair.

" Come on" she said " Huh!?"

" Come with me, Atmiz" she repeated, peering at my eyes.

She practically waited for me to fully stand up from the long chair,and once I was standing on my feet ,she pressed her hands on my upper back , gently guiding me whatever where.

We walked past that dinning room, which is across the kitchen , after what we entered into a  hallway with dime light.

Mychelda opened the furthest door.

Come in, please " she said, holding the door for me.

It was her office.

" Make yourself comfortable,I'm coming " she said walking away to her desk.

I began to take my surroundings.

It was a large office with grey and white walls, a corner with a comfortable couch and warm chairs. One wall was entirely covered with a black bookshelf full of books of all the colors while the others were holding big frames.

One captured my attention.

It was a faceless woman standing in black sheets. Her white silk dress was loosely wrapping her body and her hands were crossed on her chest. A knife almost hid in her right hand.the most sentimental part was the scared little boy hiding behind her legs.

" Do you like it? " her voice echoed in the room, recalling me to the reality.

I turned to face Mychelda leaning on her desk.

She was staring ?

" I love it, who made it?  " I asked as I walked forward her

" Me"

I furrowed my brows " are you a— photographer?"

She chuckled lightly, flashing me her hypnotic smiled, the addicting one.

I walked further until I stopped just in front of her.

" Yes I'm"

I hummed as  she raised her hand who was behind her, revealing a long silver chain, it was glowing.

Mychelda flashed me a smirk.

" My waist chain!!" I gasped

" So it's actually a waist chain" Mychelda said as she dig into her pocket.

I raise a brow" you're not giving it to me?"

" It's mine now " she said smartly " well unless you—"

" I don't beg " I cut her off.

She playfully smiled as I rolled my eyes.

Before she suddenly grabbed my waist, pulling me closer to her and peering deeply in my eyes.

" Mychelda you —"

" Yes  I've heard,you don't beg" she said in a soft low voice " not yet"

I gasped —especially when she pressed my body to hers .

I wanted to pull away —but I didn't want it.

" You're playing a very dangerous game, Mychelda" I breathed out

" Then show me, baby " she murmured as her hands found their ways to my buttocks.

Pressing them.

And starting me.

Staring with the 'i want you ' look tatted in her eyes.

Okay, let's see if she can play my game then.

My knee made his way between her open legs, I lean completely on her.the top on my body pushed and pressed hers as my palms rested behind her on her desk.

I wanted to staddle her but that would give her a advantage.

But I wanted the top.

" Is that all you got , sweetie?" She lowly muttered in my ear.

Fuck then.