Consequences

9

Mckenna knocked on the thick dorm room door. She had been messing with mahogany. for weeks and still was sexually frustrated. Armani opened the door. McKenna felt her pressure rising at the sight of Armani in her boy shorts.
"Mckenna, what is-"
Before she could finish responding, Mckenna began to kiss her. She slammed the door with her foot as she held on to Armani and made her way to the bed. Mckenna fumbled with Armani's boy shorts, until she decided to just rip them off, out of sexual frustration.
Armani didn't know what was up with Mckenna, but she didn't care. She let Mckenna take full control of her body. It was some of the most intense sex they had ever had. Mckenna fucked Armani until she got all of her tension out. She sighed afterward. That was how sex was supposed to be. Afterward Mckenna laid in Armani's bed as she got up to get a new pair of underwear.
"You know you are buying me another pair of those, right?" Armani said as she threw away the torn panties.
"I got you,"
Mckenna responded. She laughed when she thought about ripping the boy shorts.
"Good. So now you want to tell me what that was all about?"
Armani looked at Mckenna.
"Sorry, baby, I just had to have you."
"What about Mahogany? Isn't she giving you enough?"
Armani asked. She knew that Mckenna had been seeing Mahogany pretty much exclusively, except when she was with her.Mckenna sighed.
"The sex with that girl is horrible, Mani. She doesn't know what to do at all."
"Damn! Are you her first or something?"
Armani said, trying to hold back the laughter.
"You know I thought I was, but I asked her, and she said she has been with, like, three girls before me. But I swear that girl fucks worse than any straight bitch I have turned out."
"Well, Kenna, you should talk to her about it. Maybe she doesn't know she isn't doing a good job. Put your shirt on,"
Armani said as she threw Mckenna's shirt at her.
"Whatever, man."
Mckenna looked at Armani.
"Hold up. Are you kicking me out?"
"Pretty much. I have somewhere to go,"
Armani said as she grabbed her robe and towel.
"Where you got to go?"
Mckenna felt herself getting heated.
"Why?"
"Cause I asked, that's why. You sitting up here trying to treat me like a booty call and shit. Where you have to go that's soooo important that you kicking me out?"
Armani sighed.
"If you must know, I have a date."
"You got a what?"
Mckenna felt jealous.
"Wit' who?"
"I'm sorry. When did you become my mother?"
Armani said sarcastically.
"Damn, with this chick I met. You don't know her. Why you trippin'?"
Mckenna stood up.
"I'm not trippin'."
She looked at the wall.
"Who is the girl?"
"I said you don't know her, and you are trippin'. So
what's the deal?"
"You a trip, Armani. I thought we were being honest with each other. I just get finished fuckin' you and you bout to go be wit' some random bitch and shit."
"I have been honest with you. Hell, I just met her. I don't even know if I like her yet. Damn, chill out."
Armani looked at Mckenna, who was fuming. Mckenna tried not to look at Armani. She didn't like how vulnerable she felt. Her feelings for Armani were making her weak. Mckenna began to tussle with her hair. She always did that to relax.
"You know what? Bet. Do you then, Armani,"
Mckenna said as she headed to the door.
"Mckenna, what is up with you?"
Armani said as she grabbed Mckenna's arm.
"Aren't you seeing Mahogany? Why are you tripping over this, girl?"
"I'm not. Just let me go."
Mckenna tried to open the door, but Armani stood in front of it.
"No, Mckenna, talk to me. What is really wrong?"
"You really want to know. Well, I don't want no one touching you!"
Mckenna felt herself losing control.
"Damn, Armani, this shit is not working out. I can't just fuck with you like this."
"Mckenna-"
"Fuck! You got me buggin' for real."
"But we had an agreement,"
Armani said.
"That's not working."
"Why?"
"Cause I am still in love with you!"
Mckenna paused. She finally said the words she had been tryng to hold back. Armani's eyes brightened. She couldn't believe what she heard.
"Mckenna, talk to me."
She wrapped her arms around Mckenna's neck. Mckenna knew she couldn't fight it anymore. She took a deep breath.
"Armani, I love you. I have always loved you. I don't just want to be your friend. I don't just want to fuck on occasion."
Armani looked down at the ground. She looked back up into Mckenna's grey eyes.
"Mckenna, I hear you, but i am not ready to commit back to you. Maybe we need to take a little more time apart. Make sure this is what we both truly want."
Armani looked Mckenna in her eyes. She had never seen Mckenna so vulnerable. Mckenna tried to maintain her composure and not show her face breaking. She sighed. She never had to try so hard to be with a girl in her life.
"Fine, Armani, whatever."
"Mckenna, don't act like that. I'm not saying never. I'm just saying I'm not ready yet."
Mckenna knew this was a battle she wasn't going to win by pressure. She pulled Armani close to her. She could feel Armani's heart beating. Mckenna looked into Armani's eyes and planted a sensual kiss on her.
"Armani, you know where to find me when you want to."
She opened the door and walked out. Mckenna hated what she was becoming, she knew she had to do something about her feelings.