Wild Cherry by K'wan

tenderly.
    â€œIt feels good,” Gina whispered.
    â€œIt’ll feel better in a minute,” I said devilishly. From her side I moved to her healthy breasts, planting soft kisses on each caramel nipple. Gina moaned softly as my lips left a trail down her stomach, stopping just above the line of her neatly trimmed pubic hairs. When my tongue entered Gina, she was already wet, but as I explored her sex, the moisture increased. When she came in my mouth, it tasted like honey. I slid back up the length of her body, letting my tongue and my wet pussy brush against her in various spots. When our lips met, she sucked my tongue so that she could taste herself.
    â€œLet me do you,” she breathed into my ear.
    I gladly squatted over her face while she spread my ass cheeks so that she could taste every inch of me. She was a little rough with it at first, but with practice she got better. Gina licked me from my clit to my ass and back again, digging her nails into my ass cheeks. I shivered when I felt myself starting to come, and this only made her dig deeper. I looked down to see my juices saturating her face, but this didn’t slow her down. Gina kept lapping out my pussy until I jumped off her and we got into a sixty-nine. I don’t know how many times we came, but it had to be a lot because when it was over, all we could do was lay on the bed, smoking a joint, and looking up at the ceiling.

SIXTEEN
    Gina
    I couldn’t believe I’d done it. I knew that the feelings I was having when I’d seen Princess naked at the club weren’t natural, but I never thought I’d act on them. We lay next to each other, smoking a joint I’d stolen from Jackie’s stash, both lost in our own thoughts. I could’ve lay there in that blissful silence forever, but Princess had something she needed to get off her chest.
    â€œYou know I was serious, right?” she asked.
    â€œAbout wanting me? Yeah, I know.”
    â€œThat and the other thing,” she said. I propped myself on my elbows and looked at her. She was as serious as a heart attack. “I could knock Jackie off for you, and you could kill Slim—this way, there’ll be no feelings getting in the way for either of us.”
    I mulled it over. How would I feel if Jackie were dead? It’s no secret that I’d have been happier with him out of my life, but murder? “Princess, I don’t know if I’m ready to kill someone.”
    â€œGina, you know just as well as I do that Jackie would no sooner let you leave than Slim would me. They act like they don’t want us, but they don’t want anybody else to have us,” she reasoned. “What are we gonna do, wait around for them to accidentally kill us? Gina, I’m too young and too pretty to die early, especially at the hands of some nigga.”
    Princess was starting to make a lot of sense, but I still wasn’t ready to entertain it. “Murder is a serious thing, Princess. It ain’t like robbing somebody. You can give money back, but there’s no restitution for a life.”
    Princess flipped over on her stomach and looked me in the eyes. “Gina, Jackie didn’t give a fuck about your life or his own when he ran up Kim and God only know whoever else without a condom, so why should you give a fuck about his?” She was starting to make more and more sense. “I ain’t no killer either, but it doesn’t seem like we have a choice. Even if nothing comes of what happened between us today, we deserve a chance at being happy.”
    I sat up on the edge of the bed and looked out the window. “Princess, let’s just say for the sake of argument I agreed to go along with it. How would we do it?”
    Princess was silent for a few minutes. “I hadn’t figured that out just yet. We could shoot the muthafuckas, but guns raise the risk of getting caught.” She slid out of the bed and began pacing. “Shit, if I