Page 29 of The Deed to a Gangsta's Heart

“Tell me to stop, Cal. We need to slow down and talk first. Right?”

“We’ve gone slow enough. We’ve been best friends for twenty-three years. Next month will make twenty four.”

“Yeah, but this is a huge step. I don’t want us to ruin it just because this closeness is making us feel things.”

She smiled as I spread her legs and pulled her forward. “I said the same thing earlier, but what if it doesn’t ruin things? What if it makes things better?”

Resting my forehead against hers, I considered her words. I was in love with my best friend. I wanted to be with her. Now that we were considering crossing the line, I was hesitating. Why? Closing my eyes, I inhaled a deep breath.

“You’re a part of me, pookie. Like a limb. I meant it when I said I cleave to you. If we do this, there will be no turning back. I won’t go back to being just your friend, and I’ll be damned if I watch you be with someone else. That shit ain’t fucking happening.”

“Hey, relax.” She wrapped her legs around me and massaged my tightened shoulders. I didn’t realize how tense just the thought of her being with someone else had gotten me until she ran her thumbs between my eyebrows and I relaxed them. “I want this, pooh. I want you.”

“In all ways?”

“In all ways.”

“I want you too. I love you. I’minlove with you.” A chuckle of disbelief escaped me before I licked my lips and gripped her thighs. “I have been for a while.”

“Why didn’t you say anything?” she asked, wrapping her arms around my neck.

“I didn’t want you to reject me, and I didn’t want us to ruin our friendship.”

“Then what changed?”

“I just… I’m unwilling to deny myself of you any longer, Cal.”

“Good,” she whispered with a smile. “You don’t have to.”

With that, me and my best friend kissed for the first time. When she pulled away, I thought she was about to change her mind. “Rem?”

“Yeah?”

“I’m in love with you too. I’ve been denying it because I didn’t know how you felt, and I’ve been pushing my feelings down for years. I knew I was in love with you when you were sentenced, and I thought I’d die because I didn’t have you.”

We kissed again, and my body warmed, which was weird, because I’d never reacted from kissing a woman before. I felt chills cover my arms, and the hairs on the back of my neck stood up. Up until now, I never believed in sparks or electric charges going from one person to another. Leave it to Dr. Callie Simpson to make a believer out of me.

“What you doing?” she asked when I pulled away.

“Washing my hands. I been working all day and I’m about to be in that pussy with my tongue, fingers, and dick.”

Her giggle was cute and a clear indication that she thought I was playing.

I’d show her better than I could tell her.

When I was done, I made my way back between her legs and pulled her to the edge of the counter. I’d been thinking about eating her pussy since she played with it thatnight. The moment my mouth latched onto her clit, we both moaned. I feasted on her pussy like it was my favorite meal, damn my last meal, because I wanted to taste her again and again.

By the time I’d licked and slurped her into her first orgasm, she was a trembling mess. I pushed her legs back and held them down with my arm before licking her slick folds and sucking her clit back into my mouth.

As I slid two fingers into her soaking pussy, she moaned, “Oh shit, Rem. Just like that, pooh.”

I found her G-spot and applied pressure as I alternated between licking, sucking, and nibbling her clit.

Pressing my tongue under the hood of it, I licked until she came again. I could tell by the way her pussy gripped my fingers and didn’t let go that she was about to have me obsessed with her pussy, and by the way she looked down at me with ravenous eyes, Callie was going to be okay with that too.

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Callie

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