A/N: Well, this certainly seems to be hey its mar – ray's new thing: cliffhangers. Oh why must I always be the one to relieve these? Ah well, I do have to say that I love doing it and that you'll never know which way I'll take something and twist it up until you read the finished product, so here is this next chapter that I'm sure you were anticipating. =D Of course we'll never know if those who are reading this don't review and tell us what you like about it….)
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Notes: Again, this is pretty strenuous, but I shall state them anyway. Language, alcohol, VERY mature and suggestive themes and of course femme slash (female romance), there could be more later on. And sorry for the ulta-delay!
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Happened So Fast
Chapter Nine: Breaking In Time
Man, I haven't been laid in about a good week or so. Right here, right now Koby and I were getting rather hot and heavy on the couch in my living room. I suppose it was rather a good thing that my parents had left for the night, huh? Yeah, I'm thinking so. He was straddling my hips, feeling my breasts and slipping his tongue down my throat. I didn't overly mind it, but I wouldn't mind feeling Yasmin's breasts and deep throating her tongue. Now that thought turned me on like no belief. And to think that Koby thought he alone was turning me on. Ahaha. Right. Well, whatever helped him sleep at night I guess.
Honestly, I've had enough of his foreplay, I mean… I was barely cuming, not even.
Do women have to do everything themselves? It certainly seemed that way. For fuck sakes. So, what ended up happening? This was the first time I faked my orgasm just so he would get off me. That is so sad, isn't it? Yeah, it is. "That was pretty amazing, wasn't it?" I fought the urge to damn well laugh in his face. He wasn't turning me on at the moment, I hadn't gotten off like I had wanted and well, and this was just unattractive right now. I didn't want a pole… I wanted a hole. If you catch my drift.
He didn't.
Which I guess is rather a good thing when you think about it. I mean, how awkward would that be if he actually did catch on to the fact that I didn't want him on top of me? Very, to answer that question. "Yeah, sure…" I trailed of as I 'cuddled' into his chest. Fuck sakes, I hate cuddling. What was he trying to do to me? Kill me with fluff? What had suddenly come over him? "I'm sorry babe; I'm just out of it…" I told him, glancing over at the bottle of 'Nyquil' sitting on the coffee table in the living room, right next to where we were laying on the sofa. It was to blame for my tiredness, with a slight mixture of ditz too.
"Shh, it's okay. Just try and get some sleep. I'll be here with you." Great. Just fucking perfect. What else… he wanted to stay the night too? "I think I might ask your parents if I can stay with you for the night." Oh wonderful. Damn it karma! I hate you! Fuck. My. Life!
"Koby, hon I don't wanna keep you from seeing your friends first off, secondly, I doubt that my parents would even let you stay with me, knowing we'd probably go at it all night." He chuckled, mumbling something about me having a way with words. The only way I wanted to show him, was the way out of my house.
Wow, that was bad wasn't it?
The fact that I didn't even want my own boyfriend in the same home as me. Well, wasn't that just perfect? Especially since we did have plans to eventually move into a home or apartment together. It definitely looked like those ideas were screwed. Yep, they were. They probably had a better orgasm than I did.
"Unfortunately Kool Kat, I do think you're right. I should probably get going. I love you and I'll see you tomorrow and if I don't, I'll text you." Yeah, yeah, yeah… whatever. Just get out already please. "Here's your cell, it went off when we were in the midst of something." I shrugged and plopped it on my stomach. I'll get to it later. I didn't feel like answering anybody's anything right now. Actually, the 'Nyquil' was really, really starting to kick in… making me feel so incredibly drowsy and relaxed. I felt absolutely no need to fight it either and that wasn't like me. Wow, I'm having a rocking Saturday night. Yay me. I'm drunk on 'Nyquil'. "Aww, you're so sleepy. It looks rather cute on you." I rolled my eyes and let out a slightly irritated sigh. Of course he'd say something like that. Damn boy, go home! Seriously. That's what I felt like saying to him. Of course I couldn't do it… not overly because I care, nah. It was because I felt too damn tired to do so. He leaned down to give me a final kiss before leaving. I picked up my phone and turned over to snuggle into the warmth of the sofa with the blankets and pillows around me. I had held the cellular device within my hands for about five minutes, until it slowly registered into my brain that I was holding it again. I flipped it open, only to reveal a picture message from Yasmin.
In about thirty seconds, my eyes went from drowsily sleepy, to opened wide as saucers. Oh Yasmin… you dirty little naughty devil you! I scrolled down to see the text that accompanied the picture.
You like? – Yasmin
As soon as I calmed down my raging hormones… because I felt so incredibly turned on… I decided to text her back.
Yes, I do. Very much. HOT DAMN bbygirl ;) – Jade xoxo
The only thing I could think about as I was falling into a medicine induced sleep, was what her answer would be… yeah, maybe I couldn't wait that long? Nope. Goodnight world. I settled in as my eyes drooped closed.
