Page 27 of Soft On Her
“Then I found you,” Milani beamed, leaning over to peck my lips. “Is the family business what you really want to do? Did you at least still give college a shot?”
“Oh yeah. I went to Georgia Tech and obtained my MBA.”
“Okayyyy, you ended up going to college. I can see you learned to DJ. I’m happy you got to do it all.”
“I can still read you. You know it’s never too late to follow your dreams. UC Davis is still there. You’re still just as smart.”
“I can’t do that. I don’t want to be that far away from you and my mom. I can’t fathom moving my mom again.”
“If you want to go to UC Davis. I’m coming too. But if you don’t want to move your mom again, there are local colleges that can still help you achieve your goal of becoming a veterinarian. You were in your element with the flamingos and iguanas. That’s what you’re meant to do. I can take a step back from the family business at any time. You know my dad isn’t your average. Especially with Levi and Terrel around. He has two fallback plans.”
Milani nodded, then looked back out over the water. “We can revisit this topic after vacation.”
The sun disappeared, signaling that it was time for us to make our way to the dock. When we got back to the resort, we showered and got changed for dinner so we could make our reservations at the steakhouse on the property. In the dimly lit restaurant, Milani moved her seat closer to me, and we spent dinner reminiscing about life before Milani left and shared stories about our lives before we crossed paths at the lounge. The way we conversed all day without missing a beat confirmed she was still the same person I fell in love with all of those years ago. We laughed, got emotional, and it felt like I had my best friend back.
We entered the elevator hand in hand, and I leaned over to press the button for our floor.
“Today was nothing short of amazing,” Milani grinned and stepped in front of me once the elevator doors slid closed.
The brown strapless faux leather dress fit her perfectly, allowing my hands to slide down every curve with ease until they were firmly gripping Milani’s waist. She roughly cupped my face while staring at me for a few moments, then shoved me back against the wall. Her nude glossed lips crashed into mine with enough force to take my breath away. I didn’t mind how hard my back slammed up against the wall because of the way she kissed me. When Milani finally broke the kiss, her lip combo was ruined, and my red gloss overpowered her shade. She was still close enough for our lips to touch, so I leaned up and pecked her lips. They were my favorite addiction.
“You’re going to have a limit to your alcohol consumption tomorrow,” I giggled.
“What? Why?”
“Because yo ass is being aggressive,” I cackled.
Milani’s hand slid up my thigh length dress, and her hand slid into my panties. “Your wet pussy tells me that you love it,” she affirmed, pulling her hand back as the elevator dinged. I grinned, placing my hand on her lower back, following her off the elevator.
She had her key card out, and the door opened with a quickness once we reached our room door. Milani stepped inside first, her heels clicking against the hardwood floors, but suddenly stopped when she reached the bedroom door.
“Sneaux!” Milani emitted a high pitched squeal. “How did you have this done?”
“Patrice came in clutch,” I nodded, coming up behind Milani to admire the setup. “I told you I was going to execute everything just like I planned to nine years ago.”
Pictures of us throughout the years dangled from the ceiling in chronological order. From when we met in fifth grade tothe last picture we took on graduation day. We were lighter, carefree, and green to what the world would throw our way once we entered adulthood. Milani slowly moved beneath the pictures, admiring each version of us.
“I haven’t seen any of these pictures in years,” she gushed. “Us at my sweet sixteen. Our first time going to Disney without our parents. Ohhhh prom. I couldn’t believe I kissed you that night.”
“And then you ran, almost burst your ass running up your parents’ driveway,” we reminisced.
“I’ll always have so much trust and respect for Bill. He saw it and never said a word to anyone,” Milani praised him.
“No, he told my dad, and my dad told my mom, then my mom told Aunt Bunny, but it didn’t go beyond that because I swore them to secrecy.”
“Oh my God. I thought that was a secret that would die with the three of us,” she clasped her face. Milani sat her purse down on the nightstand and kicked off her heels.
“You’re fucking perfect, Sneaux. All I’ve ever wanted. You’re all I’ll ever need to,” Milani stated, then broke into song, singing a horrible rendition of Mary’s interlude onAll I Need.
I kicked off my heels and eased up behind Milani, brushing up against her ass from behind. After kissing and giggling our way to the room, I knew we both had a fire that needed to be extinguished. My hand crawled up her dress, but Milani pulled away and plopped down on the bed before I could feel between her legs.
“No, I want to feel your clit on mine. I’m not asking a third time,” she demanded. “You have to soften and let me take the lead sometimes.”
I reached my hands up her dress and pulled her thong off. Milani scooted further back on the bed, causing her dress to rise above her hips, exposing her pussy. It was the perfect shade ofmocha, and I felt my pussy getting wetter when she spread her legs and started playing with her clit.
“Take the dress off and come here,” Milani cooed, using her free hand to slowly pull her dress over her head. My strapless dress had a zipper on the side, and I quickly freed myself from the garment and climbed on top of her.
My tongue trailed down her neck, and I didn’t stop until I sucked one of her nipples into my mouth. They were the perfect size for me to grip with one hand while I sucked on her nipple. After giving both breasts a little attention, my tongue continued down over her stomach while I removed her hand so I could swipe my tongue up her slit. Her pussy was so wet, and I gathered her juices with my tongue before sliding back up her body so I could kiss her. Milani’s juices seeped down the side of my mouth while our tongues danced. Pulling back, I pushed her legs further apart and dug two fingers in, gathering more juices to circle around her clit. Once Milani’s swollen nub was coated, I straddled her. My legs spread as my left thigh slid beneath her right hamstring.
