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Yes, kind of.“Well, no—” I lie.
“So, you meant it?”
I rub a hand over my eyes. This isn’t going to end well. “You’re being a bitch, Leigh.”
“And you’re being a dick!” she argues back.
Nothing good is going to come from this. Get the fuck off the phone. “I have to go. I’ll talk to you later.”
“Fine.” Click.
I let myself stew over my conversation with Leighton for an hour before getting up to shower hoping that it would help alleviate the tension of arguing with my best friend. I let my head fall back to allow the hot water of my shower to rain down on my face and my torso. My shoulders feel like they’re in knots and my back feels tense and stiff. I hate fighting with Leighton; it makes me feel like I’ve physically gone to war.
My shower curtain slides across the metal, and my eyes immediately fly open in wonder of who the fuck is in the bathroom when Leighton steps into the tub with me.
My eyes widen even further when it registers that she’s really here. Looking like sex on a fucking stick. “What are you doing?” I ask, though the ability to speak is slowly shutting down as I take in her perfect body. She is lean from soccer, and while it’s her off season, she still trains three times a week with the team. My eyes scan over her face. Wide eyes that are usually lined with eyeliner and eyelashes that are always perfectly curled are now void of anything. A dusting of freckles covers her nose like she’d been sprinkled with cinnamon, and I watch as she scrunches it in that cute way she does when she’s trying to get her way with me. I follow the trail to her cheekbones and her pout that is currently pursed, waiting for me to kiss her.
Her features are so striking, it takes me a minute to catch my breath around her. Her mother is from the Philippines and her father is from Scotland, giving her an exotic look that makes heads turn everywhere she goes. Her skin is naturally sun-kissed due to her Filipino roots which gives her a bronze glow at all times and it makes me want to run my nose all over her skin to smell the sun on her. I run my gaze down her body, wanting to touch her. Claim her. Defile her.
“I came to apologize,” she whispers, “but from the way you’re looking at me, it seems like I’m forgiven.” I look up at her as her teeth graze her bottom lip. “I hate when you’re mad at me.”
“I hate it too.” I move forward and lean down, pressing my lips to her collarbone and rain kisses across her chest to the other side. My hands grip her hips and I pull her flush against my chest, her hard nipples brushing against my abdomen and making my dick even harder.
“Kiss and make up?” she whispers and when I pull back, I see the devilish look in her eye. Fuck and make up is more like it.
“Fuck yes,” I growl at her as I capture her mouth. I rub my tongue against hers, feeding her my apology the only way I can with Leighton. What we have is sacred, and I don’t think it’s a connection that will ever go away. I’ve never felt about anyone the way I feel about her. She’s my best friend and at times I feel like the other half of me. She understands me on a level that no one else gets, and I hate the thought that one day someone could know her better than I do.
“You’re in your head.” She runs her hands up my chest and presses them to my heart. “And your heart is pounding. What’s wrong?”
“Nothing, Leigh.” I smile at her, not wanting to get into this now.
She pouts and wraps her arms around me, pushing her head to my chest. My cock rests against her stomach and it twitches when her smooth skin rubs against me. “I wouldn’t…sleep with Adam or anyone…while we’re…” She trails off. “I have more respect for you than that.”
I don’t say anything in response. Instead, I ask, “Are Pat and Dave still downstairs?” She nods as I note her trying to blink the tears out of her eyes. “Well, keep it down when you come, yeah?” I smirk at her.
“Oh, my fucking GOD!” she screams. Yes, screams as soon as my tongue moves across her clit. She screams like she’s in a scene from The Exorcist. I feel her fingers moving against my scalp as she humps my face, trying her best to chase the orgasm I’m dangling in front of her like a proverbial carrot. “Jesus, Everett, please.”
I dig my fingers into her thighs, the nails biting her flesh as I nibble at that space between her legs. She’s always tasted like someone drizzled honey over her skin. Sweet, delectable, delicious. I went down on my girlfriend in high school, and she didn’t taste half as good as Leighton.
Leighton also had an entire fucking fit when she found out, so overall that experience wasn’t pleasant. She didn’t talk to me for a week after, and I finally had to show up at her house when I knew her parents weren’t home and pin her down to get her to talk to me. It ended with me eating her pussy for an hour and a half.
To this day, I still don’t think she’s over it.
“Come for me, baby.” I slide my hands under her butt and grip her ass hard. I hear the b word even as it slips out, and I’m grateful Leighton is too close to her orgasm to hear it. I slide two fingers into her cunt as I continue to tongue her sweet clit. Her body goes completely lax and I smile as I witness her full submission. “Open your eyes,” I command, and I watch as she struggles to pry them open, but finally does and they land on me and I see that her pupils are dilated and full of lust.
I know what I’m doing, and I know what I want to hear. I always want to hear it after we’ve fought, and I know the way to get it out of her. Her eyes well up with tears and I watch as one trickles down her face and I wish I could lick it away. I raise an eyebrow at her, as if I’m daring her to come and then she does. Hard.
“Fuck.I love you,” she whimpers as she grips the sheets underneath her.
And just like that, I can’t wait another second to be inside of her. I’ve barely let her come down from her high when I’m inside her, my hand wrapped around her throat. “Fuck,” I grunt. “You’re still going. I’m going to lose it if your pussy doesn’t cut that shit out, and I don’t have a condom on.”
“So?” she manages to gasp out and I instantly chastise myself for sliding in while she’s still riding the high of an orgasm. She’s likely to agree to anything at this moment. Pull the fuck out, Cartwright. I release some pressure on her throat and she sputters slightly as she tries to take a deep breath. “Come…inside…me,” she manages to choke out and I pull my face out of her neck to stare down at her perfect face.
“Oh fuck…” I grumble as I feel the familiar tingle in my balls. “Leighton, I have to pull out.”
“No!” she whimpers, and I screw my eyes shut as I feel it coming. “I want to come with you.” I’ve constricted her breathing so her words are coming out breathy and slow and I know she’s about to come again so I release my hand from around her throat. All it takes is two strokes across her clit when I feel her detonate. Her legs slide around me, her ankles locking behind my back to keep me in place as she falls apart in my arms. Her fingers drag down my back so hard I wouldn’t be surprised if she pierced the skin. Her lips are on mine in an instant, biting and then kissing away the sting of her teeth. I come with a roar inside of her, my bed frame banging against the wall as I fuck her relentlessly.
When I manage to pull out, there’s a trail of cum from my cock to her pussy and I watch transfixed as my cum leaks out of her. I resist the possessive urge running through my veins to push it back inside. I look down at her before I let my head fall to her chest. After a few moments, I ask her, “You haven’t been irresponsible with your pill, have you?”
