CHAPTER 4 #4
"Pick up where we left off?" I raised a brow, completely feigning ignorance as I reached for a grape. "I don't know what you talking about, sis. We were just playing around."
"Oh, c’mon, Miley, don't do that!" Terra started whining again, her voice getting high as she slammed her hand playfully on the table. "You got me fucked up for real! You can’t just rev a bitch up like that, push your tongue down my throat, and then leave me hanging for the rest of the day! I’ve been sitting here thinking about it while the eggs were cooking! "
"Terra, you have a whole boyfriend and shit," I said, leaning back in my chair and looking at her seriously. "How is he gonna feel knowing you out here eating out your own roommate behind his back? That’s messy."
"Please, that horny bastard might actually want to join in if he found out," Terra joked, rolling her eyes as she reached over to fork out a slice of melon.
"Eww, absolutely not," I shuddered, making a face. "I already told you, I am strictly into clits, not dicks. I am not tryin see all that. Now let’s change the topic before I lose my appetite."
"No, Miley, I’m serious, you got me completely fucked up right now," Terra said, her voice rising at the top of her lungs as she suddenly pushed her chair back from the table.
Before I could ask what she was doing, she untied the satin string of her robe, letting the fabric fall wide open to her sides.
She sat back, spreading her legs wide right there in the dining chair.
With two fingers, she peeled the silk edge of her black lace panties slightly to the side, exposing her intimate area to my view.
She was glistening-wet, the moisture shining against her dark skin, completely lubricated from just the little bit of playtime we’d had in the bathroom earlier.
"Look at how wet you have a bitch right now, Miley," Terra said, her voice trembling slightly with raw arousal as she looked directly at me. "You did this. You have to do something about this tonight. I can't even sit still."
I stared at her, my mouth dry. I couldn't believe my eyes.
Terra had a beautiful, clean, flawless little setup down there, and she was considerably wet.
The sight of it made that pulse return to my own crotch with a vengeance.
I could have slid out of my chair, dropped to my knees, and devoured her right then and there, letting the egg sandwich go cold.
But I looked at the clock on the microwave—7:18 AM. The ghost of Helisa Smith’s commanding voice echoed in my head: Punctuality is the only currency that doesn't depreciate.
I took a deep breath, forcing my eyes back up to Terra’s face as she covered herself back up and tied her robe.
"Aight, tell you what," I said, my voice low and authoritative.
"When I return this evening, I will personally tend to that little wet situation down there. I’m gonna give you a night you won't ever forget.
But... this is a one-time-only thing. A pinky-promise experiment.
You have to swear you won't get attached to me, because this coochie is dangerous, Terra. You swear it's just experimental?"
I rolled up my pinky, holding it across the table toward her.
"Um... I don't know about the 'experimental' part, Miley," Terra pondered, scratching her head as if deep in thought, a playful grin on her face.
"I mean, just that little kiss in the bathroom had me completely hooked.
I can only imagine what your actual tongue down there is gonna feel like. I might be in love by nine o'clock."
I didn't have the patience for her games this morning. "Just pinky-swear, bitch, so I can finish eating this food and get to my money!"
"Aight, aight, fine!" Terra capitulated, laughing as she extended her own pinky and locked it tightly with mine. "I pinky-swear. Just one time."
We finished the remainder of our breakfast in a lighter mood, the heavy tension breaking into comfortable, flirtatious banter. Outside on the balcony, the pigeon finished his last cracker crumb and flew off into the Harlem sky.
By 7:40 AM, I was grabbing my tote bag, checking my lip gloss in the hallway mirror, and sliding my feet into my heels. As I stepped out into the apartment hallway, Terra leaned against the doorframe, looking at me with a pout.
"You really not gonna give me a goodbye kiss after I cooked all that?" she teased, her voice dripping with sweetness.
I laughed out loud, turning around in the hallway to face her, my heels making me tower over her. "No, honey. You are already way too hot and bothered. Go play with yourself in your room until I get back home tonight."
"As you wish, Captain," Terra said with a sharp, mocking military salute, her eyes sparkling as she slowly closed and locked the door.
"Horny fucker," I muttered to myself with a wide, happy smile, shaking my head as I pulled out my phone and hit the Uber app to call a ride to drop me off at the glass tower.
Today was going to be an unforgettable day, and I was ready for every single second of it.