My bestfriend.

Chapter 1

Kayana Moore.

"Jayyyyyyyyy!" I whined into the phone.

"Kayyyyyyyyy!" He mimicked back.

I sucked my teeth and laughed into the phone.

"Is ma home? Wheres papi?" I asked while packing an over night bag. I was determined to stay the night at Jays house.

"Ma's at work. She has night shift and Papi is going out tonight. What time you coming?" He asked.

"How'd yo- I'll be there in 10" i sighed ending the call.

I rushed passed my sleeping mother on the couch and ran out the door. I unlocked my new white range rover. Then drove the short drive to Jays house. As I pulled in the driveway I seen Jay sitting on the porch waiting for me. I parked my car turning it off and grabbing my bag. I walked in the house with Jay and went in his room in the basement as he grabbed some snacks. I took my shoes off and pushed my big curly hair out of my face as I got comfy on the bed. Jay came down the steps with popcorn and coke sodas.

"Why you here?" He asked in his thick accent.

Jay was a mixed boy. Black and columbian. With his chocolate complexion, big soft lips, short curly hair, and sorta muscular build it was hard to not stare. I'd be lying if I said I don't swoon over him every time I see him.

"To spend time with da bestie!" I exclaimed.

Jay let out a chuckle while getting into the bed pulling me close to him.

"Really Kay? Da bestie?" He chuckled some more kissing the top of my head.

"Yessss! Unless you wanna be called something else?" I said looking up and him.

"Hmm..how bout baby? Or bae? Or boo?" He said while channel surfing.

"Mmmmm.. I'll think about it." I said still looking at him.

I guess he felt my stare cause he looked at me and smiled. I know this sounds corny but I get butterflies every time he smiles at me.

I scooted closer to him, as he pulled me on top of him. I laid my head on his chest as he rubbed me back.

"Kay?" He whispered in my ear.

"Hm?" I said with my eyes closed.

"I want you.." He whispered.

I lifted my head a little and gave his neck a little kiss.

He chuckled. "I'm forreal man. You playing around. Ol' dude isn't doing anything for you. All he's doing is hurting you."

I rolled my eyes mentally as he pushed back more to look me in my eyes. Here we go.

"I know. I'm trying Jay'Mere." I said huffing my breathe.

"Try harder man." He said grabbing my chin pulling me into a kiss. "I'm so serious when I say I want you. So bad. How many times I got to say it?"

"I know. I know. I want you as bad as you want me. You tell me this all the time. I never doubt that your serious. I want to stop loving Kyle. I really do..."

"I can make you stop loving him. I can make you forget about him. Come on Kay. Give me a chance?" He said holding my waist tight in place.

I sat there, straddling him, thinking. As I scanned his face for the answer I already know. Yes. I want to be with him. But it's a risk because Kyle. Ugh. Why do I love him? He plays with my heart so many times. Wait...why do I love him?..

"Okay Jay.." I said smiling.

"Really? Your not bullshitting me are you?" He said smiling.

"No baby." I said as I leaned in to kiss him.

He pulled me closer and put his hands on my ass gripping it just a little. He kissed me back of course adding some tongue. As the kiss got heated so did between my legs. And by the way Jays friend was knocking at my door step I wasn't the only horny one.

"Kay.." He whispered in my ear when he pulled away from the kiss.

"Hmm" i tried to answer but it came out more like a moan as he kiss, bit, and licked my neck while I whirled my hips around on him.

"You trynna.." He tried to say before I let out another soft moan.

He flipped us over smoothly. As I wrapped my legs around him.

Let's get one thing straight. This is not our first encounter with each other. We always kissed. And always flirted. Although it was like our third time having sex. Needless to say even though I wasn't Jays first he was mines.

As Jay slide his self slowly inside my kitty I was left speechless as always. He was always gentle with me. Like I was a doll made out of glass. He took his time with me. And I took my time with him.

He always made me look him in the eyes as he slowly slide in and out of me. He always gave soft and slow kisses every now and then. Sometimes he'd stop stroking for one second and let out a low soft groan that sounded so sexy. It just made me crave him more. I adored every little thing he did when we had sex. I loved when I got on top he's grab my ass just how I like it, but instead of saying 'damn" or some sort of profanity, he'd say "You're so beautiful" or "You're everything I want and more". He's completely rough but also oh so soft with me. He'd slap me on the ass but compliment my soul at the same time. And if that doesn't sound like the best sex, idk what does.

I can never get enough of Jay'Mere Moore. Of Jay. Of my bestfriend.