Life With Thrill | GxG

8 - the truth is out

-- Casey's POV --

"But why are you seeming like you barely know Alex, Natalie? He straight up told me so much about you just two days ago, making it so obvious that you two have been friends for the past months." I took a bite from the snacks we had on the coffee table whilst continuing the subject.

"Cas, yes, i know him but don't believe everything he said. Laila told you that he is dangerous and it's true so i stay away from him myself." Natalie explained more, catching me slightly off guard and giving her a look.

"How do you know Laila said that?" I immediately asked towards her. I could tell that she tensed up, trying to find the answer. "You told me just before." She blurred the words out, breaking eye contact. "But you just suggested me to not believe shit he tells so why are you taking notes about him from what my boss says?"

"Have you met Laila before?" I asked the question right away to get it out of my head. I knew that Natalie was lying about something. Her off energy about the topic had me dead confused on how she seems so informative about Laila and Alex.

"No! Of course not. All you have told me about her is everything i know." She admitted, giving out a chuckle afterwards to ease the tension in the conversation.

It was hard to process what is even going on. We started this as a light party to catch up on life but as i decided to bring up Alex, her energy changed. I'm not a people reader, definitely not close to that when it comes to figuring out what their lying about.

Though like every person, i have my assumptions and they aren't the greatest at the moment. It seems as Natalie and Alex have something planned together, hiding shit but Laila somehow is twirled between that.

I can't say for sure but i don't think Laila even knew who Natalie is before i told her about it just the time of meeting Alex for the first time.

Natalie is my best friend for years. We have had fights and memories together but hiding secrets from one another is something we never agreed on because i have always felt comfortable around her, wanting the best and only the best for her.

"But come on, let's stop this topic, it's not intriguing." She broke apart the silence, giving me a convincing smile. "You still haven't quite explained much about Laila. All i know is that she's gradually being your love partner." She gave me a nudge on the shoulder as i couldn't help to smile to the thought of it.

"Nat, don't put it that way. I just know it myself that i like her but for there to be love? Come on, i'm a grown up and falling for a women that barely shows interest in me sounds like out of a movie." I laughed out to my confession, chewing on the candy i took off the table.

"But you know, sex dreaming about someone is a sign. Don't try to disagree now that it didn't happen. You told me about it the same day it happened and that's why you were late for work." I absorbed her lips form a smirk, causing genuine excitement and a weird feeling.

Laila had caught my eyes from the first time i met her but love is something i find hard to believe in through the shit i have been through in relationships. Constant betraying from the people, lying about every excuse they give on where they were and why can't they spend time with me.

Yet deep down i know i wanted Laila. But to understand in what way was something that kept me up most nights. In a sexual way for sure, she's one hell of a desert to take. Just now imagining how she would fuck me bringed so much joy in my body that it felt like i was druged.

-- Laila's POV --

I took the girl's hand and lead her in my bedroom, sitting down on the front of my bed as i scanned her out in front of me. My sex drive was so high right now that i had to call someone to make me relax.

"Take them off slowly." I spoke out to her, her lips keeping up the smile this whole time. Her fingers grabbed the buttons on her shirt, unbuttoning them one by one before dropping it down on the floor.

She gently removed her pants and threw them to the side, stepping closer to me with just bright red lingerie on. She guided her hand over to my jeans, pulling them off.

She pulled the bit of my underwear off, my boner coming out as she immediately caressed it, stroking it up and down in motion.

I picker her up and didn't wait a single second anymore, dropping her on the bed and crawling right in front of her. I teared the lingerie off her and gently rubbed the tip of my dick against her core. Her hands grasping the bed sheets from desire.

I allowed it to slide in gently, soaking my dick already. The light movement soon turned into shoving, enjoying every hit i get into her pussy.

I placed my hands beside her waist, leaning over her to see the pleasing face she has. Only now i settled in, switching my mind to the image of Casey.

I absorbed her eyes lock on mine, putting my hand on her neck and gradually tightening the hold. Every thrust in this girl made me closer to cumming, imagining Casey sharing the intense pleasure with me.

-- Casey's POV --

Natalie had left a while ago. Making me end up in bed, staring right at the ceiling. I was so pumped up right now, almost some sort of feeling traveling to me for desire to relieve myself.

I guided my hand down my naked body, stopping right on my clit and begin to circle it. I squeezed my eyes shut and slid two fingers in, giving out a moan to the sensation.

Continuing to pump them in and out, my black vision soon formed a image, seeing Laila right between my legs. The motion of my fingers felt so much tighter from how it would feel to have her dick in me.

I grasped my bed sheets, my head going back to every action i took to please myself more. I was so hot, my body producing sweat from the tensed temperatures.

I couldn't believe it anymore. I wanted her so badly. I wanted her to touch me. Feel me from outside and in. Her lips soaking my neck and leaving obvious marks to prove what's hers.

I wanted her sexually. In every possible way you can imagine. But i wanted her mentally. Wake up next to her every morning. Kiss her lips until our breaths lose control.

I wanted her to myself. I like her. I fucking know i love her and god am i falling in love with my own boss that i have refused to admit to myself this whole time.

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