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you had no idea why you were still nervous around Olandria when the both of you were alone. she’s been your girlfriend for 5 months and yet you acted as if you were a shy high school girl and she was your crush that you only saw in the hallways.

Olandria found it cute, though.

she loved watching your little brown face flush when it was just you and her, even if it wasn’t very noticeable. she loved watching you avoid her eye contact when she would make you shy, but she’d continue staring at you with her signature smirk while she watched you tense up. she loved listening to your breathing hitch when she came a little too close to you, but she loved hearing you stutter when she would ask if you were okay.

she loved making you nervous, and she loved teasing you about your nervousness.

and tonight was a prime example of that.

you sat in bed occupying yourself on your phone and jumping from app to app as Olandria took a shower, the sound of the rushing water along with the soft sound of the TV setting a cozy environment in the room. as if on cue with you opening Instagram, the shower stopped running, and you looked over at the bathroom door as it abruptly opened, revealing Olandria standing at the doorway in a towel and a shower cap.

her glowy dark skin was partially dry but still had small droplets of water remaining on her limbs as the steam from the bathroom floated into the bedroom and you swallowed thickly, your eyes instinctively sizing her up and admiring her figure through the towel around her body.

your gaze went unnoticed, surprisingly, and Olandria walked over to her vanity mirror as she opened a couple or drawers, digging around in each one she opened and presumably searching for something specific while your eyes remained glued to her as if you were in some sort of trance.

“baby, have you seen my body oil? it’s not in the bathroom and i can’t find it over here.” Olandria spoke, her silky vocals sinking into your eardrums, as you blinked a few times to ground yourself and softly cleared your throat.

“you, um, put it in your nightstand last night.” you answered softly, coming off shy and sheepish, as Olandria closed the drawer she was ransacking and walked over to her nightstand, opening the drawer and cracking a smile while she pulled out her body oil.

“thanks, pooh,” Olandria smiled, closing her drawer, as she looked over at you and waved her body oil in her palm, “i’ma go get dressed and then we can watch a movie or somethin’, ‘kay?”

“o-okay.” you mentally cursed at yourself for stuttering and it took everything in you not to facepalm yourself right there as your face started to flush a little, your brown face holding a subtle hint of pink while Olandria playfully narrowed her eyes at you.

“i’m makin’ you nervous standin’ here with just a towel on?” Olandria grinned, raising an eyebrow, as you cracked a small sheepish smile and reluctantly nodded your head, making her smirk a little at you while she slightly tilted her head, “you so cute, you know that?”

your smile unintentionally spread wider and you groaned in embarrassment as you covered your face with both hands and Olandria laughed at you, her smirk growing at seeing how quickly she could get under your skin.

“you know, since i’m still standin’ here,” Olandria paused, and her pause made you look up at her from your hands, her shower cap no longer on her head and her braids cascading down her back, “you mind helpin’ me with somethin’, pretty?”

her tone was extremely suggestive and you picked up on it instantly, but truly, anybody would’ve. her face still held a smirk and your face was still flushed, but it was gradually starting to intensify and Olandria noticed it.

“what, um,” you paused and cleared your throat as you adjusted your position and straightened your posture, “w-what do you need help with, babe?”

“can you,” Olandria climbed onto the bed and her knees sunk into the mattress while she sat back onto her calves, “spread this on me?”

your eyes slightly widened as Olandria handed you her body oil, your eyes flickering between her face and hand before you shyly took the bottle from her palm.

“won’t it get on the bed?” you asked softly as your eyes scanned the bottle of body oil before looking up at Olandria.

“not if we lay a towel down.”

and in that split second, Olandria’s towel was off her body and down on the bed, your jaw slightly dropping while she spread her towel out and laid back on it, her eyes finding your face while she smirked.

“what, baby?” Olandria asked, her voice carrying a hint of innocence, as she lightly tilted her head and pushed her braids behind her shoulders, “c’mon, get a move on it.”

the flush in your cheeks was now extremely noticeable, and it was now spreading to the top of your earlobe. nobody had ever seen a black girl blush so deeply that it shined on their skin, but little miss Olandria was used to it. she loved making you blush so profusely that it made your palms sweaty.

ultimately, you got up from your position and moved in front of Olandria, her legs spreading to give you more room and also revealing her sweet forbidden fruit.

“God, Ola,” you exhaled softly through gritted teeth, making her smirk as she watched you intently, “you… fuck…”

you swallowed thickly and lightly shook your head, trying to shake out the lustful thoughts and focus on the topic at hand. squirting a generous amount of body oil in your hand, you rubbed them together and began moisturizing her right arm, then her left. and as you went to pull your hands away, Olandria grabbed your wrists and placed your hands on her chest, the heel of your palms gently digging into her breasts.

“don’t forget the chest.” Olandria purred as she stared into your eyes, your breathing hitching while you reluctantly took your hands off her chest and reached for the bottle of oil again.

squirting more oil in your hands, you rubbed your palms together and your hands shook slightly as you put them on her chest, spreading the oil around her skin from her collarbones down to her nonexistent waist. as your hands moved back up her body, she grabbed your wrists again and placed your hands on her breasts, her nipples hardening underneath the warmth of your palms.

she didn’t say a thing, and she didn’t have to. you knew exactly what she wanted.

you massaged the oil into the skin of her breasts and your thumbs rubbed her nipples as you did so, soft moans and sighs falling from Olandria’s while you stimulated her breasts. your breathing picked up at the sight and your eyes remained glued to her chest as you tugged at her nipples with your index finger and thumb and elicited another moan from Olandria, her bottom lip lightly tucked between her teeth while she watched your hands move.

“put one in your mouth, pretty.” Olandria’s voice was low and filled with need, and you didn’t wait for a second command. you leaned forward and locked your lips around one of her nipples, your tongue swiping over the bed while your other hand continued stimulating the other.

a moan fell from Olandria’s lips as she watched you, her body slightly arched into your mouth while her eyebrows lightly furrowed. her hands clutched the sides of your face and cradled your head as a heavy exhale fell from her lips and she cupped your jaw with one hand, pulling you away from her nipple.

“keep goin’.” Olandria mumbled, letting go of you, as you swallowed thickly and let out a soft exhale, adjusting your position and grabbing the bottle of oil again.

squirting some oil into your hands for a third time, you massaged the oil into her right foot and leg, your fingers working soothingly while you inched your way up her leg. your fingers reached her lower thighs and her legs spread wider as her second set of lips spread simultaneously, your eyes flickering over to them and noticing the string of arousal attached to them.

“Olandria.” you breathed softly, your voice heavy and laced with growing desire, as you continued massaging the oil into her thigh and rubbed it into her upper thigh before pulling away.

“what, boo?” Olandria asked lowly as she continued watching you and she lightly tilted her head, watching you put more oil into your hands and start working on her left foot and leg.

“you’re drivin’ me crazy being spread open like this,” you groaned, your admission breathy and soft like she had knocked all of the air out of your lungs, as she smirked a little and waited for you to reach her thigh before spreading her legs wider again, the pinkness of her pussy now visible due to how far her legs were spread, “o-oh, my God…”

“you want me, don’t you, pretty?” Olandria purred with a wide smirk as she bit down on her bottom lip and her gaze darkened lustfully, watching you rub the oil into her inner thigh.

“i do… i really do.” you admitted, your words coming off as a whiny plea, as Olandria reached up and grabbed your jaw with one hand while her other hand grabbed the body oil, tossing it to the side and pulling you further between her legs.

“then have me, baby. taste me.”