"When are you going to get it through your thick skull that you don't have to say every little thing that pops into your head?" She said roughly as she threw her coat on the sofa.
We'd just come back from her friends, Amy and Kev's, for dinner. I knew she'd been pissed at me even before we'd left from their house.
"All I said was ask how she was doing!"
"It's the
way
you said it, though! And in front of everyone!"
"I'm worried about Stacey! That stuff, like, festers if you don't talk about it!"
"I
more
than know about that! Don't you think I don't? Matt crushed me when he cheated. I think I know what's best for my friend, Mor!"
"She's MY friend too! And the whole damn night was just skirting around the subject like if you all were walking on eggshells around her! What do you think makes her feel more out of place?"
"We were just trying to make it a normal night! Where she wasn't a victim, where she was--"
"Well, it didn't work! You could feel the pity in the air, man! At least I was honest."
"Honesty isn't always the best! Especially in front of everyone in the middle of fucking
Pictionary!
"
I groaned out, running out of ways to explain it to her.
"Listen, I don't know how you treat her when you're one-on-one. But the Stacey I know? She respects putting your cards on the table, and speaking straightforward. I think she appreciated it."
She scoffed then leaned on the sink as she got her thoughts together.
I approached her, putting a hand on her back. She shoved me off then looked in my eyes.
"Mor, why the
hell
are you so stubborn? I've never had to deal with someone as stubborn as you!"
"Yeah? Well, me neither! I love Stacey like a sister, and I worry about her! Why can't you just listen to what--
mphm!
"
She kissed me while she shoved me into the sink, pressing her thigh between us.
"Dude! What the--" I couldn't finish my thought as she cut me off again.
"Shut up. Kiss me."
I did. My mind was still reeling from the turn the night took.
"Maybe we should slow down." I pushed her off me a little bit.
"No, I'm so turned on right now. I just want to fuck you." She surged at me again.
"Ugh."
She kissed me harshly, gripping my hips.
She pulled at me, leading me into the hallway where she pushed me into the wall. I just gave in to her crazy mood, gripping her head. Thrusting my hips forward, I shoved her off me and rotated us to gain the upper hand.
She growled in the kiss, and it sounded like a feral cat. Okay, yeah...
this is hot.
I pinned her wrists to the wall. She dug her thigh between my legs, making me groan as pleasure radiated throughout my groin.
I pressed flush to her and moved against her, stimulating her pussy with my leg too. Her head pressed into mine in the frenzied kiss. She panted in my mouth.
She hooked a leg behind my knee and pulled, unbalancing me and rotating us yet again. She worked on my belt and unzipped me, the buckle clanging loudly. She stuck her hand in my pants, and cupped my center harshly. Finding me wet, she dug her index and middle finger in me, stroking inside me.
She nipped at my neck as she fingered me.
I was getting impossibly wet with her firm fingers at my g-spot. The walls of my pussy greeted her as they clenched in arousal. I clawed at her back and held on for dear life. My hips started to buck back into her fingers in just minutes, and my orgasm sent hot waves over my groin in an earth-shattering explosion.
I groaned in satisfaction as my body spasmed then my knees went weak. I gripped her hips, and spun us around again. She was still in her heels. Her dress had ridden up with my gropes.
I kissed her jaw, then sucked on her neck, working my way down as far as I could before the dress barred my progress. I snuck a breast out of her bra and dress, sucking on her nipple. My hand cupped her clothed center, and she squirmed in my hold.
I dropped to my knees, and hooked her leg over my shoulder as I pinned her hips to the wall. I pushed her panties aside, and pressed my mouth over her steamy wetness.
She moaned in wild abandon. My tongue elicited high pitched grunts and squeaks from her mouth.
I reached my hand up to palm her bare breast again, and I tugged at her nipple in rhythm with my worship of her pussy.
She clutched at the muscle of my forearm as I pressed her back into the wall, and her other hand gripped my hair as my head bobbed. The sharp pain of her pull was so arousing. My follicles sent a buzz down my neck as my lips danced over her wetness.
Once her hips started to tremble, I sucked her clit in my mouth, varying the sucking pressure. She gasped, pitched forward, and bucked her hips, almost throwing me off.
The pads of my fingers dug into her soft hips as they shook in her orgasm.
She pulled at my hair, pulling my persistent mouth away from her.
I climbed up her body, and licked her tall nipple before I put her breast back into her bra again, gentler now. I claimed her mouth, and pinned her as our tongues moved together.
Her leg wrapped around my thigh, and I felt her hot center over my leg.
I braced my palms on the wall around her head, and her eyes were glittering.
"So, care to explain what that was?" I nosed up her jaw.
She laughed. "I have no idea. I was shouting at you, and you were making my blood boil and--I just got really hot."
My eyebrows rose high on my face, and I grinned. "You were right though. That wasn't the time to speak to Stacey and my tone may have been off. I'm sorry I embarrassed you."
"And you
may
have a point that we don't address things very well in the group. We kind of shy away from any real issue."
"So am I forgiven?" My mouth floated over hers. Her attack on me meant something... I wasn't smart enough to understand the psychology behind it; at the very least, it meant she wanted to remain connected somehow, and had strong feelings toward me still.
"That depends on a couple of things." She teased back, looking at my lips.
"What?" I took her hand, and mouthed at the inside of her wrist.
"Do you forgive me for what I said? And the shouting?"
"Already forgotten. I can be really stubborn though, you weren't wrong."
"I am too. We're pretty evenly matched in that department."
I kissed her soft lips, slowly, relishing the heat and her sweet breath. "What's the other thing?"
"Oh, I'll forgive you for today if you fuck my brains out with Liam." Liam Neeson is the name of our huge strap.
"Is that all?" I held her at her back, swinging her around to dip and kiss her.
"That's it!"
"Right away, Miss Kinsey!"
I scooped her in my arms as she squealed. Her shoes thumped along the hallway as she toed them off.
When we got to the bedroom, she pulled my head down to kiss her, making me stop in my tracks. We pushed into each other, and had a frenzied roll, back and forth, going.
I bit her bottom lip, and she cried out. I finally kept moving to the bed to set her down.
I took off my shirt and bottoms as she stripped her dress off herself. She raised her hips as she took her sodden underwear off. I went looking for my fitted boxers and Liam.
