she was good for was to echo his need back into his waiting mouth. The lusty groans she made were eaten with delight when Riordan reined in his desire and ended their lavish licks over the seam of lips. Moments later, he pulled back and kissed her chastely against her expectant pout.
Long minutes later, he still gazed into her eyes, the molten chocolate pools attempted to pull him back for another kiss. She still panted between each hitched breath and mewled sounds of need when the front door opened and banged shut.
Jennifer: GNL
"Hey girl, I'm here!" Oh my god, Jen thought.
It was her best friend. Jennifer heard Tresha’s keys hit the table in the hall with a jumble of clacks and clinks just as she bounced upright. Riordan was left in the dust, one moment he held a soft woman and in the next thin air.
"Sorry I'm..." The words droned off as the newcomer apparently strode into sight of the intimate scene she disturbed.
Jennifer had completely forgotten tonight was supposed to be a girls night lite. Privately termed GNL, it was an evening spent drinking top-shelf liquor and watching a movie, always midweek. Hence the lite. Usually it was once a month and just a gab session with her, Tresha, and some random movie. The details varied. Sometimes they watched a D-list horror flick or other nights, a sappy two-tissue box romance. Depending on the season, drink options changed, as they would serve eggnog in December or Tequila with lime for Cinco de Mayo. The only constant was it was just the two of them as it had been for the last ten years.
Tresha was a plain Jane, but made up for it with her smile, which transformed an ordinary face into a woman worthy of another look. Bright and wide, Tresha's smile now eclipsed the sun as she digested the view before her. She was GNL approved, wearing a pair of grey cotton leggings, and an off shoulder purple tee shirt. The look on her face was priceless, a look of stunned stupor that quickly turned into a mischievous grin. So it was no surprise that Tresha was shocked, her best friend deserved the moment. But her home-girl was a trooper and walked over to the man who just peeled himself off the floor nonchalantly.
"Hi, since my best friend Jen has lost her mind, I mean manners, my name is Tresha Barnes."
"Nice to meet you, I'm Riordan Jamison." He stuck his hand out, offering it in greeting, and the beaming woman accepted.
"Sorry Tresha, I forgot it was GNL."
"That’s okay, I had something else I needed to do anyway." Apparently, Tresha wanted her friend to pick up from where she had interrupted them. And she was even willing to leave their girl’s night to ensure it.
"No don't go, we just finished eating and you made that long drive up here. Just let me grab the drinks." Tresha lived with her grandmother, took care of the aging woman as she was unable to care for herself. Her grandmother lived quite a while away just outside Burgaw, North Carolina. There was no way she could in good conscious allow her friend make the long trip here in vain, not for a man.
Jennifer had already packed the remaining food into Tupperware earlier and he put the handful of tubs in the fridge. Tresha tried to be as inconspicuous as possible, tucked away on the couch. She pretended to ponder which of the rental DVD's to pop in the player, but Jen could tell she was keeping an ear out.
"Jennifer, I'm going to call it a night. You can call me later if you aren't busy." Riordan fitted their mouths together one more time in the privacy of the kitchen and the hunger of his kiss spoke for him. Jennifer walked him to the door after he excused his departure with Tresha and watched him back the Jeep down the driveway.
Jennifer knew she was about to get the business, as her best friend sat, legs crossed and Tresha’s knees bobbed in excitement.
"So who’s the hunk?" Tresha was in rare form tonight from the looks of it.
"He is a
Long minutes later, he still gazed into her eyes, the molten chocolate pools attempted to pull him back for another kiss. She still panted between each hitched breath and mewled sounds of need when the front door opened and banged shut.
Jennifer: GNL
"Hey girl, I'm here!" Oh my god, Jen thought.
It was her best friend. Jennifer heard Tresha’s keys hit the table in the hall with a jumble of clacks and clinks just as she bounced upright. Riordan was left in the dust, one moment he held a soft woman and in the next thin air.
"Sorry I'm..." The words droned off as the newcomer apparently strode into sight of the intimate scene she disturbed.
Jennifer had completely forgotten tonight was supposed to be a girls night lite. Privately termed GNL, it was an evening spent drinking top-shelf liquor and watching a movie, always midweek. Hence the lite. Usually it was once a month and just a gab session with her, Tresha, and some random movie. The details varied. Sometimes they watched a D-list horror flick or other nights, a sappy two-tissue box romance. Depending on the season, drink options changed, as they would serve eggnog in December or Tequila with lime for Cinco de Mayo. The only constant was it was just the two of them as it had been for the last ten years.
Tresha was a plain Jane, but made up for it with her smile, which transformed an ordinary face into a woman worthy of another look. Bright and wide, Tresha's smile now eclipsed the sun as she digested the view before her. She was GNL approved, wearing a pair of grey cotton leggings, and an off shoulder purple tee shirt. The look on her face was priceless, a look of stunned stupor that quickly turned into a mischievous grin. So it was no surprise that Tresha was shocked, her best friend deserved the moment. But her home-girl was a trooper and walked over to the man who just peeled himself off the floor nonchalantly.
"Hi, since my best friend Jen has lost her mind, I mean manners, my name is Tresha Barnes."
"Nice to meet you, I'm Riordan Jamison." He stuck his hand out, offering it in greeting, and the beaming woman accepted.
"Sorry Tresha, I forgot it was GNL."
"That’s okay, I had something else I needed to do anyway." Apparently, Tresha wanted her friend to pick up from where she had interrupted them. And she was even willing to leave their girl’s night to ensure it.
"No don't go, we just finished eating and you made that long drive up here. Just let me grab the drinks." Tresha lived with her grandmother, took care of the aging woman as she was unable to care for herself. Her grandmother lived quite a while away just outside Burgaw, North Carolina. There was no way she could in good conscious allow her friend make the long trip here in vain, not for a man.
Jennifer had already packed the remaining food into Tupperware earlier and he put the handful of tubs in the fridge. Tresha tried to be as inconspicuous as possible, tucked away on the couch. She pretended to ponder which of the rental DVD's to pop in the player, but Jen could tell she was keeping an ear out.
"Jennifer, I'm going to call it a night. You can call me later if you aren't busy." Riordan fitted their mouths together one more time in the privacy of the kitchen and the hunger of his kiss spoke for him. Jennifer walked him to the door after he excused his departure with Tresha and watched him back the Jeep down the driveway.
Jennifer knew she was about to get the business, as her best friend sat, legs crossed and Tresha’s knees bobbed in excitement.
"So who’s the hunk?" Tresha was in rare form tonight from the looks of it.
"He is a
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