Undecided

Emma R
2 min readJun 13, 2021

Sneak peek at what I’ve been working on. Let me know what you think!

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A scene of a black woman loving black woman couple joking around in their apartment from a book in progress.

[Image credit to: sephiramy on tumblr]

{Tamilore}

I squinted at Chisom. “Have your boobs grown?” Chisom whipped her head around to look at me, confusion clear on her face.

“What?!” I reached out my hand but before I could cop a feel, Chisom slapped it. “Have you lost your mind?!” Please this girl likes raising her voice.

“Let me just check now. It looks bigger than last time. Has somebody been pressing it while I was away?” Chisom’s mouth fell open.

“Excuse me?!” I sat up in a huff.

“Chisom are you pregnant?” Chisom stood up and stared at me incredulously. “Arhn? It was a joke.” I giggled.

“You are truly not well. Is it contagious?” I rolled my eyes and pulled Chisom back to the bed by her belt loops.

“You’re so over dramatic.” I murmured before placing my lips on Chisom’s. The familiar tingles ran up my spine and arms making me shiver slightly. I felt Chisom’s arms come up and wrap around my waist before flipping us so she laid on top of me. I moaned quietly and moved my arms higher on her back. She moved her mouth from mine and kept kissing along my jawline, her hands moving down my sides. I let out little puffs of air, my eyes closing slightly. Her hands lightly ran over my sides. There are no thoughts in my head. Her hands were on me, her mouth was performing pure magic, of course there were no thoughts in my head. Her mouth moved to my ear and bit down lightly before whispering, “So gullible.” · And she began tickling me! I squealed and curled up, trying to get away from her hands.

“Oh my god! Stop!” I was snorting, cackling, howling, screaming. There were tears streaming down my face. Did Chisom care? No. She was relentless, her fingers moving with devil like speed across my skin. I kicked out at her, hoping to boot her off the bed. She dodged my leg and kept tickling me.

“I thought I’m pregnant now? Why are you trying to kick me?” I slapped at her hands, trying to get her to stop.

“I will give you express abortion now if you don’t get off me!” I rolled away from her and before I could catch myself, the ground was coming up to meet me. “Ow.” I groaned as my head smacked against the tiled floors.

“Tamilore!” Chisom gasped, her stupidly cute face peaking over the bed to inspect the damage. I opened one eye and spied her holding in laughter, her eyes filled with it.

“Please shut up there. Ode.” I groaned and closed my eyes, my forehead throbbing. She immediately burst out laughing.

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