Keianna Jackson and Jacob Perez have been best friends for as long as they can remember, and she's had a crush on him for just as long. Nothing in the world could sever their bond. They've been through everything together so a little crush was nothi...
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KEIANNA October 1, 2017(Sunday) Groaning softly, I blinked my eyes open and was face to face with a shirtless, sleeping Jacob. I gasped and sat up quickly, looking down at my T-shirt clad body. Phew! I thought as I breathed a sigh of relief. I gave a quick glance at Jacob and ran my hand through my hair. He kissed me last night...twice! He wasn't drunk either. So why? I was suddenly picked up from my spot and placed onto Jacob's lap, straddling his waist. I stared down at him.
"You were so deep in thought," he said, sliding his hands up my waist under the shirt, "I couldn't get you out."
"Why'd you kiss me last night?" I blurted out.
"Because I wanted to," he said.
"You wanted to?" I repeated with a blush.
"Yeah," Jacob said, letting his eyes scan my face, "like I want to now."
He slipped his hand into my hair and pulled me down to meet him in a heated kiss. With his other hand, he grabbed my ass and squeezed. I moaned and he took that opportunity to slip his tongue into my mouth. I accepted it with no hesitation. With another soft moan, I ground my hips against him. Jacob suddenly sat up and pulled on my hair, ending the kiss and baring my neck to him. I bit my lip and groaned.
"Hm, that's new," Jacob mumbled, running his tongue up my neck and kissing along my jaw. "I really like kissing you."
"Why?" I asked, looking at him. "It can't possibly be any different than kissing other girls."
"Oh, but it is," Jacob said, releasing the hold on my hair.
"How so?" I questioned.
"You're my best friend," he grinned.
"Exactly!" I said. "We're best friends so this should be weird."
"But it's not," he shrugged. "I like it and you like it."
"How do you know I like it?" I inquired.
"Because you let me do it," he replied, staring in my eyes. "Not once, not twice. But three times."
I blushed. He was right. Shaking my head, I moved to get off his him, but his grip on my waist tightened. I looked at him as he pulled me to him so our noses we touching. I could feel my face heat up as my blush deepened.
"Kissing is so harmless," he said, letting his lips brush over mine, "so how about we play a game?"
"A game?" I repeated.
"A little kissing game," he said with a grin as he caressed my face.
I stared at him as his words rolled around in my head. This is bad. This is so bad. Biting my lip, I nodded slowly.
"But we need rules," I said.
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JACOB "Well, look who decided to come home."
I turned from closing the apartment door to see Ray sitting on the couch eating a sandwich. Locking the door, I shook my head. This nigga is always eating, and yes we're roommates. Have been since freshman year. Ray-Ray watched me as I set my keys in the island.
"I saw you having fun last night," he said, taking another bite of his sandwich. I rolled my eyes. "You guys didn't..."
"No, we didn't," I replied. Even though I wanted to.
"Good. Don't want her regretting anything," Ray said. I turned to head up to my room. "Jake."
"What, man?" I said, turning to face him.
"Don't toy with her," he said. "She ain't built for that."
"I wouldn't play with her like that," I replied.
"Good," he said. "She's my friend too."
"I know, Ray," I said. "I'm not gonna hurt her."
I headed up to my room and closed my door. Flopping back onto my bed, I rested my arms behind my head. I stared at the ceiling wondering what tomorrow would bring. My best friend and I were about to play a kissing game. I still can't believe she agreed.
