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Emily's POV
Half of me couldn't wait to get Naomi back into bed with me. The other half couldn't help but think that I'd be left alone in her bed again. I shook my head furiously trying to knock the latter thought out of my mind. Yes! Naomi's house was finally in sight, I felt myself quicken the pace pulling her harder towards the front door. We were about to reach the few steps up to the door when I was suddenly pulled back. Naomi's lips crashed into mine on her front path, her hands groping my body with fierce sexual intent. I broke the kiss, and she stared at me bewildered. I put my lips back to hers and kissed her slowly, deeply, and passionately. I pulled away again after a minute and a few second of multiple smaller kisses. She stared back at me, and took a deep breath. I turned again towards her door and we entered through the front door hand in hand.
When we stepped in I took my time looking at the pictures of Naomi hung in the hallway. I had never taken the time out to look at them, mostly because I was either too nervous to do anything but bow my head, or was being dragged up the stairs in pure sexual desire. There were pictures of Naomi as a child on the beach, Naomi as a newborn, Naomi crying with spilt ice cream on her shirt, Naomi smiling with her arms thrown around her mother. There was also one picture of the whole gang. Naomi, Effy, Freddie, Cook, JJ, Katie, Me, and Panda. Naomi stood behind me, her arms wrapped around my neck. I had completely forgotten about that picture taken just a month into the year. I smiled at the memory, and my grin grew thinking of how far our friendship, or relationship, whatever this was, had finally grown since that point.
"Emily, as much as I love you admiring pictures of me, I really would rather…." Her voice trailed off as her arms wrapped around my waist and she began kissing sporadically down my neck. I turned around to face her and put my arms around her neck, nudging her face back up until her lips found mine. She pushed me back towards the wall and I heard a frame fall behind me.
"Naomi, is that you?" I heard Gina's voice from around the corner and then footsteps approaching. We bolted from each other and I quickly bent to pick up the fallen picture frame off the ground. Luckily, the glass hadn't broken on impact and I struggled briefly before placing it back upright on the hallway table.
"Naomi how was your dinner? Did Emily enjoy the food? La Dolce Vida has always been one of my favorites… Emily! Oh you're here too! Sorry dear, I wasn't entirely sure if you'd come back with Naomi tonight." She approached me not breaking stride and pulled me into a tight hug. "I'm glad to have you back, Emily." She let go and shifted back away from Naomi and I. "Girls, please join me for some tea, I was just heading to the kitchen to put on the kettle anyways…"
"Oh no mum, we have some homework to do for Politics, big paper." Naomi grabbed my arm and headed towards the stairs with me in haul while denying her mothers invitation, but Gina blocked her route.
"But its Saturday night! I'm sure the homework can wait until later, or tomorrow? Emily, please tell Naomi here that Politics can be put on hold for a nice cup of tea." Gina really wanted company for her tea.
"I suppose she's right, Naomi. Tea does sound pleasant.' Yes tea did sound good, but not as good as Naomi, naked, in bed, with me, right now. Damn Gina and her wholehearted kindness. I felt the grip on my arm tighten and I nearly lost all circulation there. Gina turned around smiling and marched in the direction of the kitchen. Once she was out of sight I turned to face Naomi.
"Jesus, Naomi! I can't feel my fucking arm!" I tried to wiggle away from her, but she pulled me closer.
"Tea with my mother? That's not exactly what I had in mind for the rest of the night." She whispered seductively into my ear, and I felt my stomach clutch tight.
"Oh and what did you have in mind then?' I raised my eyebrows suggestively at her and attempted to side step her to follow Gina the kitchen. She shifted to stand in front of me again, and a wide grin grew across my face, as I knew I was getting to her. That is until Naomi grabbed my hand and shoved it down the front of her skirt. My fingers felt the warm wetness they were now surrounded in and began moving gently against her clit. My eyes shot up to hers and I pushed my lips ups towards her.
"Oh no, Emily, we have to go have tea with my mum!" she smirked down at me, winking before lifting my hand out of her skirt and turning on her heels towards the kitchen. Jesus! Why did I agree to tea again?