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“Of course, I didn’t know… You’re only the second dick I've ever seen. I honestly thought it was something made up for porn and whatnot.”
“Fuuuck, Queenie,” I groan, grabbing her chin and kissing her again. Deeper this time.
I can't help this fucked-up feeling of possessiveness, wanting her gushing orgasms toonlybe mine.
Her leg wraps around my middle as she closes the small gap between us, her body molding perfectly to mine. I could get used to this.Nope, nope… best friend, remember?
“Shit, I totally forgot,” I say, more to myself than to Q as I get off the bed to walk across the room. Quinn sits up, draping a sheet around her deliciously naked body as she stares unabashedly at me.
Grabbing the envelope I had stashed away in my dresser, I return to the bed and anxiously wait for her to rip it open.
“Shut up!” she squeals. “How did you get these?”
Next thing I know, Quinn’s tight little body is on top of mine once again, kissing me frantically.
“I know a guy,” I say with my best Italian mobster impersonation.
She swats my chest playfully. “I cannot believe I'm going to be sitting along the first baseline for Yankees opening day. This is insane.”
“I know how much you wanted to be a part of Jeter’s last season. We can even go early enough so you can see their warm-up.”
“Oh, Eli… I can't thank you enough. This means the world to me.”
“No need to thank me. The awe on your face is all I wanted to see,” I say as my hands cup her cheeks.
Throwing the card and tickets aside, Quinn tackles me. My hands grip her hips once again as our mouths fuse, her tongue stroking mine in a sweet rhythm.
Unknowingly, I find myself dragging her back and forth over my hardening cock. She lets out a soft moan, and I practically growl in response.
After several heated minutes, Quinn breaks away and lies back down, our minds busy replaying what transpired between us. I glance in her direction and see her gnawing on her lip.
“Talk to me. I can hear you thinking from over here,” I tease.
“What would you say if I asked to dothisagain?” She motions between the two of us, as if I don’t know what she's referring to. “I don’t want a relationship, and you certainly don’t either. But it's clear we work veryyy well together. Would you be opposed to a casual thing between us? Having fun when we can. Like a best friend with benefits situation.”
The look on her face is priceless. Her freshly fucked glow, rosy cheeks, and messed up hair are a sight I wouldn’t mind seeing over and over again. I already know one time with her will never be enough.
“If you're asking if I want to fuck you again, the answer is and will always be yes. As long as you promise to remainmyQueenie. No matter what life throws at us.”
She crawls over my body, sitting on my stomach. Kissing up my chest and grabbing my chin, she forces me to look at the serious expression on her face.
“Cross my heart.”
Five
Quinn- 18
Eli- 20
“You really are stunning, Lo.” A confident smile takes over her face as the last bobby pin is placed in Sloan’s prom up-do.
“All done, babe. You both look great,” Morgan, a family friend and local stylist, says, admiring her handy work. My parents let us take over their master bathroom for hair and makeup today. So needless to say, it looks like a teenage girl bomb went off in here.
“Thanks so much. No one we would rather have on our glam squad than you,” I say, shooting her a wink.
“I would give you guys hugs, but I’m not taking a chance on messing up perfection. You girls go finish up and send me some pictures later. I’m going to join the mama bears for a few… I’m not missing out on Mrs. King’s spinach dip I keep hearing about.” She blows us a kiss as she continues to gather her things and we walk into the closet where each of our dresses hangs.
I run my hands along the seams of my gown, admiring the beautiful dark blue material. I will never admit it to anyone, but when Sloan and I went prom dress shopping, this blue immediately drew me in because of Eli.
