We were both some lying ass bitches.
I convinced Coby to lie down after she grew increasingly frustrated having her texts and calls ignored, but then, of course, she became super clingy and didn’t want me leaving her alone.
Crawling under the covers with her, we both drifted toward the center until we were curled around each other, my leg tucked between hers, the heat from her pussy warming my thigh, and the front of our bodies pressed together underneath the duvet.
It was hard to pretend we were normal best friends when you’ve had said friend’s pussy on your mouth and her juices dripping down your chin. We still haven’t discussed what had happened, but what more was there to say?
I loved her.
She loved me.
We both loved Ocean.
Coby refused to give up and tried calling Ocean again once we were settled, but he still wouldn’t answer. I even tried Abel, who at least texted me back and assured me that Ocean was fine and was cooling off before he came back to Glainne.
I showed the text to Coby.
“Do you think we should leave?” she whispered in the dark.
“Why should we leave? Ocean hasn’t been here in a week. I say we invoke squatter’s rights,” I teased. “This place is ours now.” I grinned, but Coby just stared at me sadly, so I sighed and began playing in her short curls. (The ones on her head. Get your minds out of the gutter, nasty.) Massaging her scalp always helped her relax. “Do you want to leave?” I whispered after a few minutes.
“No, but what if my brother is something he can’t get past?”
I shrugged, not believing for a second that Ocean would let Roshaun or anyone else tear them apart. “He will. I can easily think of five different occasions you’ve made me homicidal, and not one of those times did I think I would be better off without you,” I told her. “But if Ocean can’t get his shit together, just say the word, and we’re gone.”
Coby gave me a skeptical look. “You really think it will be that easy for us to walk away?”
No.“I don’t know.”
Coby inhaled. “I love him so much.”
“You think?” I mocked sarcastically.
She looked a little sheepish as she shrugged. “Isn’t it too soon for me to be sure?”
“Love doesn’t abide rules, Coby. It’s disrespectful like that. It comes when it wants, infects who it wants, and doesn’t care about our reasons for denying it.”
Coby released a huge yawn and let her eyes drift closed. “Mkay. Sounds good.”
I yawned too as I rubbed her feet with mine under the warm covers. “Try to sleep. You can be lovesick and dick dizzy tomorrow.”
“’Kay.”
Coby blindly moved to kiss my cheek at the same time I moved to kiss hers. That’s how I ended up feeling the weight andcurve of her mouth, tasting the mint from the toothpaste on her lips, and seeing her eyes widen to mirror mine when we realized our blunder.
She was the first to surrender, her lashes lowering right before my fingers tightened in her hair. Neither of us attempted to end the kiss. She pressed harder, and then I licked the seam of her lips—a gentle demand. Coby parted them with a moan that I immediately swallowed as I yanked her closer.
Hearing that my best friend was in love with someone else had ripped me in two. Hearing that she was still in love with me and that we were in love with the same man…? Tyler Perry couldn’t write this level of messy.
“Hunter,” Coby gasped and pulled away suddenly. I started to apologize when the words halted on my lips as she touched her cheek. She frowned at the wetness on her fingertips before looking at me. “You’re crying.”What?Coby thumbed away the tear on my cheek and then looked at me sadly. “I didn’t mean to make you cry.”
I stared at her before rolling onto my back to stare at the ceiling. “Didn’t you?”
“No.” Coby followed me until she was lying half on top of me. She kissed down my neck, pulling the straps of Ocean’s white, ribbed tank off my shoulders as she went. It was long on me, covering my ass and nothing more.
I didn’t stop her as she shoved the material down my torso until my breasts were bared. Her eyes were hungry as she palmed them and licked my nipples. My back arched, and I cried out, feeling my pussy gush and ruin the sheets when she retreated with my nipple trapped between her lips, pulling it past its stretching point before releasing it with a pop.
She moved over to the other, her gaze on me as she showed it the same attention, switching back and forth until Iwas a squirming, blubbering mess. I loved having my nipples stimulated, and she knew it.
