Page 26 of Always There Bayou
“Bunny, you gotta chill out,” she chuckles as she pulls away, rubbing her thumbs against my cheeks. “If you keep making sounds like that, you’re gonna give me no choice but to take you home and fuck the shit out of you as you call my name over and over. Is that what you want?”
“Yes, I’ve wanted that for years now,” I nod, and she smirks once again.
Shit, that smirk was gonna be the death of me.
“Would you believe me if I told you that there have been plenty of times when I wassoclose to crossing that line with you in the past, but I didn’t think you’d be into me like that?” she admits, and I nod.
“Cory, I may not have been one hundred percent sure that you had feelings for me, but I could always feel the sexual tension between us ever since we were like 18,” I tell her. “The more we cuddled, the more I wanted you in more ways than one.”
“Why didn’t you say anything?” she asks. I shrug.
“You were always busy with your family and basketball, and I didn’t want to complicate things,” I admit. “Besides…I’m not like the people you usually date. I figured I wasn’t your type.”
“First of all, you know that no matter what I’m dealing with, I always have time for you, Bunny,” she says softly. “And I know it may not seem like it, given the people I’ve dated in the past, but I’ve always been attracted to you. I’ve always admired how unapologetically yourself you are. I don’t care if you’re feminine or androgynous or thick or thin. I like you, Denny. I like being around you. I like joking with you. I like the way we cuddle. I like the way you can talk for hours about things you’re passionate about. I like that you’re sweet as hell and have a heart of gold. I like that you're talented and optimistic and brave.” She pauses to take my hands in hers and smiles softly. “You’re truly so fucking amazing, Denny, and I’m sorry it took me this long to see that.”
“Cory…”
“I’m serious when I say that I’m no longer holding back when it comes to being with you, Denny,” she tells me before kissing me once more. “I love you, and I plan on showing you that from now on, so please say yes when I ask this next question.”
“Wait…you’re not about to propose to me, are you?” I ask, slightly terrified. It’s not that I didn’t want to marry her one day, it’s just that…it would be too soon…right?
“Oh, you’ll know when I’m ready to do that,” she laughs, and I feel myself relax. “No, what I wanted to ask is if you’d want to take an impromptu vacation with me out of state?”
“Out of state?”
“Yeah, my family is going up to spend Christmas in Colorado at the cabin, and I want you to come with me. You know you’re always welcome. Besides…” Her hands move down to my hips as she stares me in the eyes. “There’s plenty of room, and we’ll have a whole space to ourselves. So, when I’m digging in them guts on Christmas Eve, you don’t have to worry about anyone interrupting us or overhearing how loud you get when I’m bringing you back-to-back orgasms like I just did.”
“Cory, please,” I whine, and she just kisses me, lifting me off the desk. She sets me down on the ground before smacking my ass. “Ooh, fuck…”
“You got some wet wipes?”
I nod, pointing over to the cabinet to the right of us. She nods and walks over to it as I stand there. She grabs the wipes and comes back over to help me clean up. I jump with each swipe because of how sensitive I am down there, but she does her best to be gentle. Once I’m all cleaned up and dressed, she gets to work cleaning up the mess we’d made with a few of the cleaning supplies I had stored in the cabinet as well.
“Ready to go get yelled at by your sister?” she jokes. I groan, remembering that she was waiting for us down the hall. “Come on, Bunny. Let’s get this over with.”
I took a deep breath and nodded before taking her hand. She opened the door and led me out and back down the hall to where my sister stood at the receptionist's desk, looking annoyed. I noticed that Katori was nowhere to be found, so I assumed she’d left. Delilah sighs deeply before shaking her head.
“Next time y’all plan on fucking, please keep that shit down,” she says, pointing a finger between the two of us. “Better yet, take y’all asses home next time! I had to close the shop to stop people from walking into Denny’s loud ass moans. Even my headphones couldn’t block you out.”
“I’m sorry, Lilah,” I apologize as I reach out for her hand. She takes a step back, screaming.
“Stop, don’t touch me! Ain’t no telling what y’all were in there doing? You were probably knuckles deep in Cory or some shit,” she replies. Cory tried her best to hold in her laughter, but it was hard when it came to Delilah’s dramatic ass commentary. “Cory, I swear I will punch the fuck out of you if you don’t stop laughing at me!”
“You’re a trip, Lilah,” she continues to laugh, and my sister comes around the counter to make good on her promise.
Cory rushes out of the front door, and Lilah is right behind her. I sigh as I follow behind them and watch as they run around the parking lot like two damn kids. This was their dynamic ever since we were younger, and I had to admit, it was refreshing to see that that would never change. Our families were really close, so it was only natural that my sister was close to her and her siblings. We even had this tradition where both of our families got together at least once a year and took a vacation.
Damn…we’d been in each other’s lives for a long ass time.
“Okay, okay, Lilah! Damn girl! I’m sorry!” I hear Cory yell, pulling my attention back to where they were. Cory was lying down in the grass as Delilah sat on top of her, unbothered. I sighed, making my way over to where they were. “Lilah, get yo ass off me!”
“Lilah, please get off my girlfriend,” I say as I gently push her away. She smirked, nodding as she got up. Cory sits up, glaring at her. I laugh. “You started with her, Cory. You had to know this was gonna happen.”
“I forgot how strong she was,” she grumbles as I help her up. Lilah stands off to the side with an innocent smile on her face.
“Cory, you can lift almost 300 pounds easily, yet you’re no match for someone only 150,” Lilah laughs. “I’m starting to think all of those muscles are fake.”
“Lilah, you keep playing with me and I ain’t getting you shit for Christmas,” Cory says, and the smile instantly drops from her face. Next thing I know, she’s latching onto Cory’s arm as she apologizes. Cory smirks at me, and I playfully roll my eyes.
