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AN: Happy Reading.
Dedication: to LuisaHUAH. Thank you for making my life so much better.
Chapter 21
I woke up to warm presses of something all over my backside, well not really woke up more like in a daze. The pressure felt good though, and I found myself smacking my lips and burrowing my face deeper into the pillow I was hugging onto. Somewhere in the back of my mind I heard a quiet giggle, but brushed it off as my head playing tricks on me. I started waking up when the pressure was heading south, along my spinal cord, and the warmth that my blankets provided my lower body was slowly going away. Soon, my ass was exposed, cool air hit my bare skin, and goosebumps erupted all over my body. I groaned in protest and tried to kick the blanket back into place, but realized it was a failed attempt since it was no longer on my legs at all. I heard another giggle and deep inside my consciousness I growled in irritation.
The feeling of irritation all but left me and was replaced with warmth when pressure was applied every other inch of my bare ass, and warm hands were massaging my back. I sighed in contentment, wiggled to get comfortable, and was about to lose consciousness again when a sharp pain sailed from my left ass cheek to every nerve in my body. I yelped in surprise, did this kind of jerky movement, and flipped onto my back away from the attacker. My eyes were wild and my vision was disoriented as the sunlight creeping through my blinds blinded me as I was slowly waking up. Blond locks flew into my face and I blew at it with my mouth lazily.
A giggle caused me to stop what I was doing and look to my right. My eyes narrowed evilly as it locked onto Miley's too innocent expression with the big round blue eyes, slightly creased forehead muscles, and bottom lip being bitten. I growled at her warningly before lowering my head down and getting comfortable on my stomach again. I heard her gasp in disbelief as darkness was encasing me and felt another bite on my buttcheek.
"Miley!" I exclaimed this time in a groggy voice, swatting a hand behind me in a shooing motion.
"Lilly!" she mocked. "Wake up!" She said in her normal raspy voice, and playfully slapped my ass and groped it for good measure.
"No! I'm tired," I complained, reaching to her side of my bed and grabbing onto her pillow to place it over my head.
"I wonder why...," she trailed off. Without even looking at her I knew she had a smug smile on her face as she pretended to ponder my statement.
I groaned when I felt her shift until she was sitting on my butt. "You wore me out," my response was mumbled because of the pillows on top and under my head.
"It's not my fault you're so competitive and always wanted to one up me. Why couldn't you just quit at five?"
"Are you kidding me? You're the one who always wanted more, even after I felt like passing out you still found a way to rouse me and oh my god, my tummy is sore!" I whined when I tried to push myself up and my stomach muscles started protesting. "Who needs to do sit ups when you've got the energizer bunny for a girlfriend?" I muttered to myself as I fell back against the soft pillows.
"What was that?" Miley asked, picking up the pillow on top of my head. When I muttered out a nothing she dropped it back down and started running her hands along my back. When she got to my shoulders she started squeezing and pinching with her thumb and fingers, earning a loud moan of approval from me. "Feel good?" she asked with a laugh.
I felt my eyes roll to the back of my head when she squeezed a particular spot and moaned in response. "Sooo goood," I mumbled against the pillows. "I love the special abilities that your hand holds," I praised her.
"I do, too," she agreed before gliding the underside of her hand down my back and cupping my sides as she went back up. I hissed in pleasure when her fingers grazed the side of my breasts and her fingertips ghosted my nipples.
"Shit," I whimpered when her fingers wiggled between the sheets and my breasts and tweaked my nipples with the lines between her fingers. The warmth of her upper body was suddenly on my back and the feel of her nipples pressing against my shoulder blades through one of my white tee shirts she was wearing made me moan. Just as she pulled all of my hair to one side of my shoulder and started laying butterfly kisses all over my exposed neck, my cell phone rang. "Noooo!" I groaned in protest when Miley moved off of my back and reached over to get my phone off of the night stand.
"It says Shorty," Miley said with a laugh as she placed the phone into my unwilling hand.
"She has the perfect timing, doesn't she?" I exclaimed as I accepted the call. "Hello?" I answered a bit aggravated and a teensy bit out of breath.
"Bad timin'?" she asked in greeting. And even though I just met her the other day, I could hear the smirk on her lips.
"Kinda... yeah," I answered with a laugh. When the bed shifted and bounced back into place I turned my head to the other side and watched Miley's panty clad ass as she sashayed to the bathroom.
"My bad, I'll let you go so you can get down with the get down." For some reason, I imagined her wiggling her eyebrows as she said this.
I groaned and rolled over in my empty bed. "Nahh, it's cool. What's up?" I asked curiously.
"Was gonna ask you to play ball," my ears perked up at hearing this, "but since you're already busy, nevermind."
"Basketball?" I asked hopefully.
"No, baseball." I'm not really sure, because I don't know this girl at all, but I think she's being sarcastic.
"Oh," I simply said. "I suck at baseball."
She laughed. "I meant basketball!" I felt myself turn a light shade of pink. So she was being sarcastic. "I talked to your mop head of a friend after you left the party and he said you play ball," she explained after.
"I do love the sport," I agreed, nodding my head.
"So do you wanna meet up and play today?"
"I don't know yet..." I trailed off as my attention wandered back to Miley when she came out of the bathroom, a few wet spots on her shirt and sticking to her body. "I'll have to ask Miley," I said breathlessly. I smacked my lips and swallowed when my gaze traveled up her chest and locked onto her beautiful smile and mischief filled eyes.
"Miley? Oh, your hot girlfriend. You lucky lucky girl."
"Yeah, I know," I agreed as a blush made its way to my cheeks when Miley winked. "I'll text you when I know what's up."
"Aight, you do that. Have fuuuuuun," she sang in a teasing voice before hanging up. I stared at the screen for a moment before chuckling and throwing my phone to the side. I sighed and bent my arms behind my head as Miley moved to the bed and laid her head on my shoulder, one of her arms thrown over my bare stomach.
We laid there for a few minutes in silence as her fingertips grazed my sides and tickled my stomach. She ghosted a particularly sensitive spot and I grabbed her wrist to stop her movement as I jerked away from her touch. I brought her hand up to my lips and kissed the palm of her hand as she giggled.
When I dropped her hand her eyes locked with mine and suddenly her lips were pressed fully against mine. I felt her pulling away, but before she could I took her bottom lip in between my teeth and nibbled on it a bit. I felt her breath ghost my chin as she laughed breathlessly and smile against my lips. "Mmhmm," she hummed against my lips, "what did she want?"
"She wants to meet up to play ball," I answered with my eyes closed, loving the feeling of having her pressed up against me and feeling her breath ghost my face. Suddenly the warmth of her breathing left my face and I opened my eyes to see her leaning away from me just slightly with one raised eye brow.
"Really? Right now?" she asked challengingly, in that 'are you sure you really wanna do that' kind of way.
"They guys want me to play ball with them," I told my half naked girlfriend laying on her bed, just in panties and bra.
She gave me an 'I can't believe this is happening' look. "Are you serious? Right now?" she exclaimed in disbelief as I walked around the room looking for my discarded basketball shorts and tank top.
"Yeah. I'll call you later babe," I said, stopping at the bed and bending over to give her a kiss. Before I could land one on her she turned her head to the side and my lips landed on her ear.
"Don't even bother," she said venomously, shoving me away. I stumbled back a bit, hurt, and gave her a sad look before grabbing my basketball bag and quietly leaving the room, shutting the door softly behind me.
"Lilly?" I heard her say in a quiet voice, bringing me out of my horrible memory.
I shook my head a bit and gave her a horrified look. I cleared my throat before gulping audibly. "Uh.. well.. if you... if you rather us stay here instead... I'm.. I'm fi-fine with it," I said, stumbling over my words. I ruined one relationship with my love for basketball, I wasn't going to ruining another one.
She looked at me intently with narrowed eyes before relaxing her face and tilting her head to the side a bit. "You don't wanna play ball?" She asked in a curious voice.
"No!" I answered quickly, causing her to do that sexy as all hell one eyebrow raising thing.
"Are ya lyin' to me?" she challenged.
I gulped and licked my lips. "Uhhhh... maybe?"
She shook her head and chuckled before getting off of the bed. My eyes followed her every move and widened when she extended her arm out to me. I flinched, thinking she was going to attack me or something, but relaxed when she reached down to wrap her hand around my wrist and pull me up. When I sat up on the bed and had my legs over the side of the mattress she parted my knees and knelt in between them, her hands on either side of my thighs.
"You wanna play ball?" she demanded. I was about to lie again, but thought better of it and nodded an affirmation. She nodded her head, like she was pleased, and reached both of her hands up to cup my face, bringing it down towards hers. Her lips were soft and gentle, the kiss itself was passionate, and I felt my heart beat hard against my chest. It took me awhile to realize she had pulled away, but when I did my eyes fluttered open to see her with a gentle smile and understanding look in her eyes. "Let's go to the park then, so you can ball!" she said before laying one last peck on my lips and standing up.
"Are you sure?" I asked cautiously as I watched her walk backwards, towards my bathroom again.
"Yes, ma'am, I am!" she confirmed. "Plus, I ran into your mom in the kitchen when I went out there to get some water. She said the foods almost done," she explained. That would explain why she was clothed and I was still butt naked. "But c'mon. Lemme warm you up in the shower before we head out," she said as she turned around and whipped off the tee shirt she was wearing, exposing her muscular, yet soft back side to me. She looked behind her and winked before tossing the shirt over her shoulders and giggled when it landed squarely on my head.
I licked my lips and stared at the open doorway before bolting off of my bed and running into the bathroom.
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"Hey... where's my baby at?" Miley asked as she stopped drying her hair with a towel to look around my room.
"Hello! I'm right here," I said, making a downwards sweeping motion at myself.
"Not you!" she said, throwing the towel at me. I caught it with an extended arm and took the ends in each of my hands and began rolling it. "My baby, Aiden!" she explained with a yelp as I snapped the towel at her. She laughed when it was all flimsy and pulled the towel out of my hands.
"Oh, he's in mom's room," I explained with a laugh when she tried to snap the towel at me but failed. I continued on when she finally gave up and started towel drying her hair again. "They've taken a liking to each other and he like... always sleeps with her at night."
"Our baby sleeps with his grandma? Aww! That's sooo cute!" she cooed in an excited voice.
"Ha. Yeah. Cute," I scoffed, earning a glare from Miley as she finally tossed the towel over my computer chair and grabbed a brush.
"Watch it, woman. Unlike with the towel, I know how to attack with a brush!" she threatened with a growl, pointing the brush at me before gliding it through her thick locks.
I held up my hands in surrender and backed away from her. "Alright. Dang. I don't need to find out what damage Incredible Miley will do to me," I taunted it, sticking my tongue out.
"Uh huh," she said with narrowed eyes. "Watch your back, missy."
"Right, I'll watch my back." I agreed. "Anyway. Aiden learned some new tricks and commands while you were away!" I told her excitedly with a huge smile on my face.
"Oh yeah, like what?" she asked curiously.
"Watch! C'mon!" I exclaimed, pulling on the arm that wasn't holding the brush to her head.
"Ow. Lil. Ow! Lilly!" she yelled as I practically pulled her out of my door, across the kitchen(throwing a quick "Good morning!" to my mom as we passed her by with an amused look on her face), and into the foyer where the bottom of the steps were. "Damn it, woman! It feels like a vacuum sucked the right side of my head!" she whined, tenderly massaging said side of her head while throwing daggers at me. I smiled sheepishly and gave her a gentle kiss on the right side of her head. "Yeah, that didn't work at all!"
I shrugged and turned my attention back to the stairs. "Watch," I simply said. "Aiden!" I called out, when I didn't hear his paws pounding on the floor I brought my two index fingers up to my mouth and blew, the whistling sound was loud and clear. When my hands dropped to my sides, I listened closely and expected to hear this loud footsteps upstairs but it was coming from behind us. Just as I turned around, I was attacked by him as he practically flew into my upper body. The next thing I knew my back was on the floor and Aiden was happily licking my face.
To the side of me I could hear Miley laughing at me and made a mental note to get my revenge on her somehow. The ducking and dodging of his pink tongue seemed to last forever, but he was finally pulled away from my face by Miley herself.
"Great skills to teach a dog!" she laughed. "Maybe next time you'll wanna make sure you know where he actually is!" she said in between breaths of air.
I glared at her. "Oh yeah? Here's another one he knows," I said with a smirk. "Aiden! JUMP!" I commanded, doing a thumps up with my hand and jerking it up. He listened and jumped up onto his two hind legs while using Miley as support to keep him up with his two front legs. His weight knocked Miley off balance and she ended up on her ass, facing me. "Good boy!" I cooed, cupping his face and shaking it side to side. "Who's a good boy? Who's a good boy? You are!" I exasperated enthusiastically as he tried to lick my face but ended up licking my wrists and parts of my hand instead.
After I was done swatting his face away and cooing at him at the same time I realized that Miley was staring at me with an amused look.
"What?" I asked, insecure, wiping away the saliva off of my chin when Aiden actually did get me.
"For someone who's paranoid of dogs, you seem to be liking him a whole lot," she said with a smirk on her face.
I shrugged and turned my bashful looking face away. "Well.. he's grown on me," I answered with a blush.
"It's cute," she said, scooting towards me a bit and turning my face so our eyes locked. "You're doing an amazin' job with him."
I smiled shyly, adverting my eyes from her before locking our gaze together again and leaned in for a lingering peck on the lips.
"You're doing an amazing job with me," I said quietly against her lips.
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