Stained Recovery

Cupboard under the Stairs || Chapter 23

Ari

"Girl, you better be thinking about what you're wearing tonight, not Cleo's dick!" I heard Jasmine before I felt one of the pillows hit the back of my head.

We were currently hanging out in their room while waiting for Cleo to finish her meeting with their current brand ambassadors. Apparently, this was an emergency meeting so she had no choice.

"Oh, she didn't hear you Jas. Of course she'd be thinking about her girlfriend's dick all day long!" Courtney giggled right beside her. "The fact that I was not able to sleep soundly last night because of the banging I heard, honest to God knock me out."

These two were exaggerating — we were not that loud... were we? I don't know if I should be embarrassed or be proud that my girl could blow my back like that. Like — damn, every time we have sex, it was so... out of this world.

Imagine having multiple orgasms in one night? Jeez, my coochie has never been so blessed.

"Shut up, can you blame me?" I said in a very nonchalant manner which earned a gasp from both of the girls.

"You bitch, you better not describe my best friend's dick here. Spare me the therapy session please?" Jasmine covered her ears while Courtney sat a bit straight.

"Ooooh, girl — spill!" I knew Courtney was kidding, but it's fun to fuck with Jas.

"Well... the d is magical — that's all I can say." I said with a dreamy smile, before looking at Jasmine.

Her face scrunched, as if she ate something that offended her taste buds. "Okay, bitch. One more comment from you, I'm out. You go get yourself ready for dinner with Cleo's family."

She threatened as threw the outfit she just picked from the hanger. I couldn't help but laugh out loud with Courtney while Jasmine sulked.

"Alright, sorry! I was just messing with you — now help me!" I chuckled before standing and going to the bathroom to wash up.

As I removed Cleo's shirt from my upper body, I was able to take a glance at the mirror and good god — I looked like I have been into a hazing! I've got several hickeys across my chest — some were already bruising, but the others were fresh as fuck.

"Holy shit, Cleo!" I couldn't help but scream. After we finished last night, I snoozed into la-la-land and just woke up an hour ago. I didn't have time to check my body because I went straight to my friends' room.

"Ari, are you okay?!" I heard Vic call from behind the closed door. I immediately picked up the shirt from the floor and wore it again. Cleo and I will be talking seriously about body markings.

This was just too much! I wouldn't even be able to wear anything that will show skin! Jesus!

When I opened the door, the girls were all looking at me with wide eyes — all worried that I might've slipped inside the bathroom. I had to hold myself from rolling my eyes. My friends are so protective!

"Bitch, why are you screaming your ass in there?! Are you alright?!" Jasmine was the first one to ask and I saw her eyes scanning me from head to toe, checking for any sign of injury.

I shook my head in response. "I'm fine — but I'm fucking pissed." I said with gritted teeth.

Courtney's eyebrows furrowed. "Why? You were in there for two seconds, Ari. Who pissed you off — a ghost?!"

Honest to god — knock me the fuck out. My friends, really.

Without hesitation, I lifted my shirt so they can take a look. Vic's face was comical — actually, all of their reactions were pretty funny, if only I wasn't too pissed off.