Cut the Deck (Lesbian Story)

Flings and hookups

"You clean up good," Lip teases as he pops my lip. I smack his hand and the back of his head. Did he really just touch my fucking lip, LIP! I just wear a Burberry checkered cotton shirt and some black ripped skinny Marc Jacobs jeans, nothing too fancy.

"So where's your girl?" He questions looking into the back of the seat.

"She's not my girl, and I'm picking her up on the way there. Plus you're going to sit in the back," I add that in quickly because I know he's going to throw a bitch fit.

"What the fuck, no!" He groans sternly. Like now...

"Yeah! I'm driving, my car! You can catch a cab if you want!" He stares at me annoyed and crawls to the back, slapping my head in the process. Fucking arse!

Me: On my way!
Nyla: Waiting...

Okay sure I was 30 minutes late but I had to fix my messy locks at least twice! I was trying to achieve something that is supposed to craft itself but I wasn't getting very far.

"So if this is a date, why are you taking her to this specific hosting?" Lip questions dumbly and that makes me turn quickly to stare at him then avert my eyes back on the road.

"What the fuck Lip! You told me to take her to this hosting!" I yell out annoyedly.

"And you listened, which is shocking because you never listen to shit I say," he-chuckles stupidly. I pull in front of her house nervously. I hope my breath doesn't stink. I text her I'm outside. I go to open her door and wait for her to come out. Lip teases me stupidly. He hypes me up also! Saying I've been with tons of chicks and dudes so I should be a pro at this first date crap, but in reality, I've only been on two dates out of my life. I'm not a date person, we just meet up and fuck and call it the night.

I'm sorry but not sorry, that's how it works.

She comes out looking stunning with a beautiful white sundress on and silver sandals. Her hair is in its usual beautiful curly afro. Man, she looks beautiful. She smiles brightly at me as she sees me holding the car door opened for her.

"Thank you," she grins. I can feel her eyes follow me as I walk around the car to enter the driver's seat. Once I get inside and get settled, buckling my seat belt, Lip begins his terror by speaking...

"Waiting," he calls out.

"Uh. that's Lip back there if you ignore him he won't say a word," he slaps the back of my head and I glance at him annoyedly in my mirror.

"Nice to meet you Nyla, I'm Lip, real name is Lincoln and I don't know how I got that nickname," he chuckles a bit flirtatiously. I purposely stop abruptly on the break and he flies forward hitting his eye against the back of my headrest. Nyla also moves forward a bit but not as much as Lip.

"Whoa, my bad! Are you okay?" I question curiously observing her as Lip groans. She nods and tightens her hand around her seatbelt strap. Oh man, she must think I'm a terrible driver. I did run a red light a while back but that's it. That forceful stop was for Lip because he doesn't have his seatbelt strapped on anymore.

"I'm fine," Lip states breaking me out of thought. "No one asked you slut", would be my remark but I'm keeping it cool around Nyla.

"Nice to meet you Lip, I'm well uh, Nyla." She states nervously. I glare at her posture, which is her hands folded into her lap. She stares straight ahead. I guess she felt my eyes in her and her exposed leg, because she turns to look at me and smiles.

"What's the location again Lip?" I groan ignoring his previous comment. He texts it to me and it automatically transfers to my GPS. I constantly stare over at Nyla as she continues looks straight ahead. I can tell she's looking at me from the corner of her eye, I can also tell she's nervous because she bounces her leg up and down. She smells really good also.