𝚆𝚒𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙻𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜

𝚂 𝙸 𝚇 (𝟸)

𝟺:𝟸𝟼𝙰𝙼

I pulled my clothes and shoes off then stepped into the shower she started for me. The water was hot as fuck just how I like it. I'm surprised I didn't bust my ass trying to get in this ho. I'm really fuuuuuuckked up, no lie.

When I finished washing my face, I carefully stepped out of the shower with my eyes closed. I stumbled and swayed but I stood tall. I grabbed the towel and dried my face first then the rest of my body. A loose t-shirt and a pair of shorts did me just fine.

As I exit my bathroom, I see Quency laying on the floor with a pillow and cover watching the new Fifth Wave movie.

"Now why yo ass onna flo?" I flopped flat on my back on the bed feeling the room swirl as I closed my eyes.

"This not my bed or my room." She shrugged.

Her clothes were different but then I noticed them hos was oddly familiar...

"Nigga do you got my clothes on?"

She laughed and nodded. "We about the same size."

"You didn't ask me. What if I got a disease or something? Yo ass got it now."

"We kiss now... a lot. Anything you got, I been had. Your clothes ain't nothing."

"True shit. You still drunk? Cuz I aaaamm."

I turned over and crawled up to my pillows. My body felt so damn heavy. One fucking arm feel like it weighed a million pounds.

"Not really. My tolerance for alcohol is really high. I can drank for real."

"Hmm......Why you down there?"

She chuckled. "If you want me sleep in the bed with you, just say that."

"Come up here or don't." I shrugged my shoulders and lifted my hands in the air dramatically.

She stood up and got in the bed pulling the covers over herself. I watched her intently as she plugged up her phone and got comfortable. I couldn't not stare at her. She was really attractive at the moment.

As in attracting my vagina.

The heartbeat in my shorts was so powerful that I had to close my legs and turn on my side. Yeah. It's time for me to go to sleep.

I made sure to turn my back on her to lessen the temptation that was running though my mind. Quiet took hold when she switched the tv off. Only the ceiling fan and the air conditioning system made faint noises. It was dark until the dim light from a phone screen suddenly flashed across the room.

"Quency." I whispered.

"Yeah?" She said loud and clearly like she wasn't ready to sleep at all.

"Can we spoon?"

The liquor was liquoringggg, okay.

She briefly hesitated but moved closer to me until her front was pressed against my back. We fit perfectly. It was so strange not feeling dick poking my back but this still felt good as fuck. It's all warm and cozy and shit.