Drunk Best Friend

Crazy

Our hands get busy on each other, and our lips keep meeting in juicy packs. My body shudders when he slides the robe off me. Oh boy, my bestfriend is undressing me. Who could have thought this yesterday? Or today, before it all started? This night is crazy. I moan deeply when he trails kisses on my neck. I wonder what else this night holds for us. I want to have all of it.

"Adym", I whisper.
"Hmm", he responses with my infinity love necklace in between his teeth. "Do you have.."
"No. Are you on pill?"
"Yes, still.."
"It's okay, babygirl", he whishpers into my ears. "My pull out game is strong."
I shiver at his breath in my ear.
Part of me wants to know what will happen if I get pragnant. I feel like smiling and crying at the same time, thinking how awesome it would be to be mother of his child. I slide a hand under his shirt and help him to take it off.

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[Adym's POV]

"Please baby, once more.."
"No. You're naughty."

We freeze when we hear people talking right next to us. We are laying on Langie's silk robe on the floor, in the middle of our deed of course.
I look at frightened Langie and say, "I forgot to tell you, the other boys and girls are here too."
"What da hell!" She tries to hide herself underneath me. "What if they come here?"
"They won't." I try to calm her down with a low tone, and then shout, "YO. DON'T COME IN THIS ROOM."
Responses come immediately. "Okay bro. Chill", "Don't worry, Adym", "Best of luck Adym and Langie", "Enjoy" etc.

Langie's eyes widen in shock. She didn't think there would be so many couples on this one roof top. Her grab on my shoulder tightens.
"It's okay babygirl.", I whisper into her ear. "If anyone comes here, I'll cover you with my body."
I remove a strand of hair from her forehead and kiss on it. I won't let anyone see my baby.
She cluches my hair as I lean down for a long smooch. I continue thrusting into her. She curls her leg around me when I go deeper. The way her hot breaths are blowing on me, is making me go wild. "Yes please.. Oh my God", she begs.

"Hold on, babygirl." I can tell she's coming. I can't hold any longer too.
Shit. We're about to climax. I did not think it through. How is this gonna happen here?

"TISSUE PLEASE", I shout.
A roll of tissue paper flies over the wall and lands on the floor.
"THROW IT BACK, WHEN YOU'RE DONE, BUDDY.", whoever it is, shouts.
"THANKS BRO", I shout back.

Langie's head drops on the floor violently. The girl is having to much shock tonight. I gently pat on her head.
"You okay baby?", I ask.
Langie shakes her head left and right. Her face looks devastated. She probably didn't even notice that I called her baby.

👅👅👅

The direct sunlight from the open sky makes me wake up, even though I wanted to sleep a little more.
I look at the sleeping beauty I am holding in my arms. My heart dances at the sight of her pretty face. I plant a soft kiss on her forehead. "Spoon me", she whispers and turns to the other side. Her eyes are still closed.
A spark flows through my blood when I hug her soft little body from behind. I press my lips on her arm. She gasps; it's her new tatoo, I figure.
"Sorry" I kiss on her back instead.
"Mm baby", she whispers.
"What baby?", I whisper back. "Good morning. Did you sleep well?"
"Good morning. I slept well on your arm."

I slowly run my thumb up and down on her arm. Even though it wasn't comfortable at all to sleep here, without any pillow or bed, I wish every morning of my life to start like this.
"I need to tell you something.", I say so softly, that I don't recognize my own voice.
"What?", she asks even more softly.
"Close your eyes. I will write it on your back."
She laughs. "Okay"
Why is her laugh always so adorable?

I trace a finger on her back, over the bikini top. (We're dressed btw. For those people who are wondering if we slept naked or not, we're on the roof with other people, so we did not.)
Goosebumps form on her skin when I keep tracing my finger on her smooth back. I write three big letters/sign, one at a time.
   I
❤
  U
"What did I write?", I ask her.
She turns to me. "Mm.. your name?"
"No. Come on. It was easy."
"I can't tell then."
"You can't? I wrote 'I love you'."
"What did you write?"
"I love you.. wait a minute, you knew it." I pout, when I see the naughty girl laughing.
"Of course I knew. I just wanted to hear it from you.", she says after stopping her laughter.
"Twice?"
"Twice"
"Then you know what I said is true", I hug her tightly. "Now it's your turn."
"My turn of what?", she tries to act dumb.

"Fine. You don't have to tell." I pretend to get mad and turn to the other side, facing my back to her.
She hugs me from behind. I wait till she struggle to say the words. Why are girls so insecure about expressing their feelings?

She kisses on my jaw line and inhales deeply. "You smell so good" She kisses again, this time, on my lips. "I love you more", she whishpers.
I look up at her eyes. They are pure and sincere.
"No, I love you more." I hold her on top of me and lock our lips in a deep kiss.

"What time is it?", she asks after we break the kiss.
I search for my phone above my head. "Where did my phone go?"
"Wait"
She takes out something from underneath the robe.
"What is it?"
"Your birthday present. This is what I wanted to tell you about on phone, but I forgot."
I take the little box and try to guess what it can be.
"Just open it", she says.
I smile and open the box. It's a watch.

I look at the amazing black leather high-tech watch and say, "It's beautiful. It looks hella expensive though."
Langie pouts. "It's a gift. You'll have to except it."
"You don't have to do this.", I tell her. "You don't have to give me anything. You are my gift."
I hug this sweet woman and finally answer, "It's 11:25"
She puts the watch on my wrist before kissing my cheek and whispering, "Happy birthday, once again."