It has been a couple days since Riley met Brody and I haven't heard anything from her. The floors in the studio are being replaced so we have the week off, so I never even seen her this week.
I asked Riley to come over a couple times this week, mostly so I can hear about this Brody guy, but all she replies with is one worded texts like "busy" or "later". And it's really getting on my nerves.
It's Friday, and I'm home alone. Nights like these are the times that Riley and I would have our fun. She hasn't responded to my casual "want to come over?" text yet, so it's time to turn it up a bit.
Another bit of information about Riley and I. Sexting. Whether it's pictures or just dirty talk. And times like these are when it comes in handy.
Going into mine and Riley's conversation, I begin to scroll through it, Riley's naughty texts and nudes immediately taking affect on me. I groan a little.
Once I'm hard, I take out my member, snap a picture of it and send it to Riley, captioning it,
"Are you still "too busy" for this baby?"
I smirk to myself, and wait for her reply. But I'm a little taken back by it.
"What the hell are you doing?! I'm with Brody right now, you can't send me that stuff!!"
I glare at her reply. She sure didn't mind when I gave up my plans all those other times so "that stuff" can be stuffed into her.
• • •
Two hours go by and I'm utterly bored out of my mind. The guys were having a guys night but I already told them that I wasn't coming because I thought that Riley would be over. I groan in annoyance, when I get a text from Riley.
"I'm free now and can come over for a few minutes now if you want..."
I smirk, typing back a "yes". I knew she couldn't go a Friday night without me.
I wait for about ten minutes in my room until I hear the front door open and shut.
"James?" Riley's voice calls out from downstairs.
"I'm coming!" I yell back, hopping off my bed. I bound down the stairs and meet Riley in the front foyer.
"Couldn't go a Friday night without me, huh?" I smirk, leaning back on the stair railing. She rolls her eyes.
"Yeah, whatever. I figured I had to see you at some point this week, since you wouldn't stop texting me." She replies. My smirk grows wider
"So now that you're here, how about we head upstairs..."
• • •
"So, how's Brody?" I question, sitting at the desk chair in my room. Riley sits across from me on my bed. She smiles to herself.
"He's such a great guy James. You really have to meet him sometime." She says dreamily.
"Are you two like a thing now?" I continue. Her smile fades and she looks down.
"I don't know." She sighs. "I mean, I would love for us to be a thing, and I'm pretty sure he would too, but we're both waiting for one to ask the other I guess."
"He must be a pretty big wimp if he can't even ask a girl out."
"James!"
"Sorry." I mumble. But I know I was right. He should be lucky to get a girl like Riley's attention. He shouldn't be waiting around to ask her out. Any go could go in and snag her before him.
I get up and move to the bed, sitting very closely to Riley, putting an arm around her.
"So now we got Brody out of the way, let's move onto us." I say in a low voice.
"Us?" Riley inquires. I move closer, beginning to kiss her neck.
"I've been wanting you ever since I looked through all those pictures of you. I need you." I whisper, nibbling at her ear before she pulls away from me.
"James, I didn't come over here for sex. I came over because you wouldn't stop texting me and I thought you wanted to hear about Brody." She says sternly.
"Yeah, and we talked about Brody. Now it's time for you take make up for leaving me all week." I tell her smugly. I watch her eyes roll and dart around the room before she lets out a huff.
"Just a quick one, okay?" She groans, stripping off her shirt. I lick my lips before she crawls on top of me, much to my pleasure.
I don't like Riley like that anymore, but I do have to admit, she's hot as hell.
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RomanceSome people are meant to be friends. Some people are meant to be lovers. But what happens when James and Riley want both?
