Lily's Playlist Pt. 24

I ran home, showered, and changed into jeans and a sweater. I blew out my hair and put on a little makeup. I was finishing up my gloss when my phone rang. It was Rocky, informing me she was outside. I pulled on a pair of uggs and grabbed my purse to meet her.

"Hey! How are you liking this weather?" I smiled at Rocky, clicking on my seat belt.

"Not as much as you. How long have you been waiting to wear those ugly ass boots?" Rocky asked, looking at my shoes in disdain.

I laughed. "Hello to you too bitch."

Rocky smiled.

As we drove to the mall, Rocky asked me about my night.

"Looks like y'all had fun at dinner." Rocky commented about the pictures I posted online.

"Yeah. Kinda sad, but it was really nice. I'm so glad Jake went with me. It was so nice having a plus one that wasn't my brother, or Trevor, or you." I answered. "No offense."

"None taken...except the food looked good."

"Ohmigosh, it was. Fried alligator is my new favorite." I shared.

When we got to the mall, we browsed at Rocky's favorite shops. She filled me in on her plans for Vegas. This was the rest of Brandon's vacation time from work, so it was the last trip they would be able to go on this year. Rocky knew more about the plans than I did because she was flying out with the rest of them Thursday. She asked me why I couldn't get those days off.

I was browsing through a rack of cocktail dresses when I looked up to answer her. "I probably could have. I mean, I wouldn't want to ask with my new supervisor now, but I would have requested those days with Derek. Jake assumed I was only going to be able to stay the weekend and booked the flight for me without asking." I explained.

"Why would he do that?" Rocky said, making a face.

"Good question." I said. "I think he was just trying to plan everything for us. I wished he would have asked, but it's kinda too late for that."

Rocky kept looking through the clothes but didn't say anything.

"What is it Rocky?" I asked.

"Nothing."

"No. Go ahead. I want your opinion." I coaxed her.

"I think that's fucked up. If he wanted that extra time without you, he should've just said something." She answered.

I thought the same, but I wasn't going to admit that. "He just tends to wanna do things for me- Like paying for everything, even though it's his birthday. I don't think he was trying to spend time without me." I replied.

"I hope so."

"I know so. We're completely honest with each other, to a fault sometimes. It's the only way we're able to work through our issues." I explained.

Rocky frowned at that.

"What?" I asked.

"No, that's good. Brandon and I should try that." Rocky commented.

"What's going on?" I asked.

"I don't know. It's like he's trying to pick fights with me. I see it so I'm not engaging, but it's not helping." Rocky explained.

"Yeah, I must admit, he has been a little..." I stopped to think about the right definition of his attitude.

"Prickly?" Rocky supplied.

"I was gonna say asshole like, but that works." I nodded.

"I'm just hoping this vacation will help him relax and refresh so he can calm down." She stopped to stare at the dress I was holding. It was a sequin gold mini dress with an extremely low neckline.

"No." She said, shaking her head.

I ignored her and kept looking. We took our picks to the dressing room. She was completely right about the dress. It was awful.

"Yep, that's Vegas. Circa 2000's prostitute."

I laughed and snapped a picture of myself in the dress, throwing up the peace sign. I sent it to Jake. I captioned it:

Me: Rocky said I looked like a prostitute. Vegas here we come!

Jake texted me back as we were leaving the mall empty-handed. We didn't find anything we loved.

Jake: No Cariño. You're not wearing that out. You can wear it for me. We can role play if you wanna dress like a prostitute.

Me:LOL. I didn't buy it. But how much would you be willing to pay?

Jake:I'd write you a blank check.

Me:: Cash only. I'm not stupid 😝

Jake: What are you planning to do with that tongue?

Me:: Perv!!!....but whatever you like if the price is right!

When Rocky dropped me off, I packed an overnight bag so when Jake came to pick me up, I would be ready. I made sure to pack a few sexier options if we did role play later on. I changed into black leggings and a long blue flannel blouse, remembering how casually his friends dressed when I met them at the bar. I  headed to Sammy's room to see how her date went. I knocked on her door. When I got no answer, I knocked harder and called her name.

"I'm downstairs!!!" Sammy yelled.

I went downstairs and into the living room. She was painting her toenails.

"So, how was the date?" I asked her.

"It was fun. We went to a food truck festival in Dallas."

"Aww, that sounds fun." I said.

"It was."

"So do you like him?" I probed.

"Yeah, he's cool."

"I feel like there's a but coming."

"No buts. I'm just getting to know him. That's all." Sammy replied.

"So no sex?"

"No. I don't have sex with everyone." She shot me a glance.

"I didn't say you did. Just curious." I shrugged.

My phone rang. I looked at my phone. It was Jake.

"Hey." I answered, cheerfully.

"Hey, can you call Rocky and see if you can get a ride with them? I'm gonna make a run to McKinney with Omar." Jake asked.

I took a deep breath and sighed.

"What's wrong?" Jake questioned.

"Nothing. I was just with Rocky. If you would have told me earlier, I would have stayed with her. I'll just drive myself." I explained.

"No, tell them to pick you up. It's on the way. You don't need to drive." he countered.

"Well let me let you go so I can call them before they leave." I said.

"Ok." He hung up.

I texted Rocky. I didn't trust my voice not to betray my frustration.

Me:- Can y'all pick me up?

Rocky:- Sure. We'll be over in 15.

By the time they arrived, I was ok. It really wasn't a big deal. No point in Jake making two trips or me driving my car. It was whatever. If Brandon and Rocky didn't mind, neither would I.

It was a quiet drive to Omar's house. Rocky and Brandon talked every once in a while, but mostly the music from the radio filled the silence. I used that opportunity to wire my cousin Bianca some money. She never asked, but she posted on Facebook that she was spending the weekend at home so she could wash clothes. I knew she wouldn't do that unless her money was tight. I waited until I knew she was at home, so she could spend some time with her mom, then I transferred $500 to her bank account.

When we got to Omar's and Kelly's house, Omar and Jake hadn't made it back yet. Kelly greeted us warmly, and we joined everyone in the living room. Kelly introduced me as Jake's girlfriend and Rocky and I joined her in the kitchen to get drinks.

"I know Omar and Jake are bringing back whiskey. I suggest we figure out designated drivers and/or sleeping arrangements." Kelly told us, as she poured us glasses of wine. Rocky and I both thanked her.

"I'm staying away from hard liquor, so we're ok." Rocky answered.

"Is it Jose's moonshine?" I asked Kelly. "If it is, I volunteer to be designated driver, just so I have a reason not to drink it again." I joked.

She laughed at me. "Definitely not for the faint of heart."

I agreed and sipped my wine.

"What's not for the faint of heart?" Omar asked as he joined us in the kitchen, setting down 4 large pizzas.

"Jose's whiskey or moonshine as Lily calls it. She wasn't a fan." Kelly smiled as they followed me to the living room. I was anxious to see Jake.

"When did you try it?" Omar asked me.

"Unfortunately Labor Day weekend. I still have a hole in my stomach." I replied, eying Jake. He was already distributing whiskey to everyone.

"When are we going out on the boat man?" Brandon asked Jake.

"How 'bout my actual birthday?" Jake answered, finally approaching me. He gave me a long, lingering kiss. I smiled against his lips.

"Yeah. Dudes only." Omar announced.

Kelly snorted. "Have fun on your sausage fest."

I laughed and we settled on the couch with Rocky, Brandon, and Malik. Everyone tuned into the fight and snacked on food. I stuck with a couple of deli rolls, carrots, celery, and dip.

As the night went on, they got drunk off Jose's whiskey. They started playing the "you remember when?" game, bringing up past events that were only funny if you were there. Rocky, Malik, and I just kinda listened on, having no idea what they were talking about or why it was so funny.

"So you two have any single friends?" Malik asked us. "I mean, obviously y'all have a hot girl clique. Any of them looking?"

Rocky smiled. "Sammy?"

"That's your roommate, right? I saw her on your Facebook. She's hot." Malik asked.

"What are y'all talking about? And why are you checking out my girl's Facebook page?" Jake asked Malik.

"Your girl is my friend now." Malik said, cockily.

"After you requested me!" I added, quickly.

Malik laughed.

"Seems like you're friends with everyone on Facebook." Omar commented to me.

"Not everyone." I said, pointedly. Definitely wasn't friends with him. He didn't request me and I wasn't requesting him. I was friends with Kelly though. "Sammy just started dating someone. How about Jackie?" I changed the subject off Facebook. Fast.

"Jackie likes Ethan." Brandon said.

"Jackie likes whoever's giving her attention." Rocky scoffed.

"What does she look like?" Malik asked.

I pulled out my phone to show him.

"Now why would you cockblock Ethan like that?" Brandon asked, narrowing his eyes at me.

"Shut up Brandon." Rocky glared at him.

"I wouldn't. I would love it if Ethan dated Jackie. Then y'all both could see what drama really looks like." I quipped, holding my phone up to Malik.

"Ooo Drama looks just my type! Hook it up, ladies!" Malik declared. Rocky and I both laughed. I noticed Jake was quiet. I sat back down and held his hand.

Jake stayed quiet while we watched the fight. I excused myself when my phone rang. It was my cousin. I went to the restroom to answer it.

"Hey B!"

"Lily! I didn't need any money!" Bianca said right away.

"I know you wouldn't go home to do laundry unless you needed to save money. If you don't need it, save it or donate it. Whatever you want." I replied.

"Thank you, Lily. You coulda told me you were gonna send some. I had to spend the day listening to mom preach."

"First of all, you could have asked. You didn't. I had to assume you needed the money. You know what they say about assuming..."

"What's number 2? And how many are there going to be?" Bianca sighed.

"Second of all," I continued, ignoring her. "You need her preaching! And prayers."

There was a knock on the bathroom door. I opened it to leave and let whoever it was in, but Jake came in. He closed and locked the door behind him.

The fuck???

"Look who's talking!!!" Bianca exclaimed, interrupting my thoughts. When Jake just watched me, I continued our conversation, turning my back to him.

"Third of all, don't play your 'my mom sucks card' with me. My 'my mom sucks' card will always trump yours."

She had nothing to say to that.

"Fourth-" I started.

"And last!" Jake announced talking into the mouthpiece,  wrapping his arms around me.

I turned my head to look at Jake. He was grinning at me as he rubbed himself against my backside. Fucking moonshine!

"Shut up Jake." I said over Bianca's laughter.

"Yes, make this be the last one! Thank you Jake!" She hollered. 

"Lastly, just tell me what you need. If I have it, you have it, ok?" I finished.

"Ok Lily. Thank you."

"Not a problem. Love you B. Take care and study hard." I said.

"Will do. Love you too cuz." She responded, before hanging up.

"Tu eres muy dulce. {You're so sweet}" Jake moaned in my ear, kissing my earlobe.

"You're so drunk." I gasped when he ran his tongue on my ear. It sent a shiver up my spine.

"Quiero besar todo tu cuerpo {I want to kiss you all over your body}" He continued, his hands finding their way under my blouse. He fondled me through my leggings. My knees buckled when he gripped my thighs, pushing them apart. I couldn't form a coherent thought.

"Jake..." I moaned.

I couldn't even tell if I was protesting or giving in. He took it as me giving in because he leaned me up against the sink. He kneeled to pull down my leggings and thong. He then adjusted me so he could put his mouth between my legs. I gasped when his tongue traced over my slit. I held on to the counter to steady myself, watching myself in the mirror. I was flushed a deep red. I couldn't believe I was doing this, but it turned me on so much. That's what made me turn red: My arousal, not shame.

When I started moving against his mouth, he pulled his mouth away and stood up. He unzipped his pants and pulled himself out. He removed a condom from his pocket and put it on before he roughly slammed into me. I moaned loudly, forgetting where we were. I stifled my moans; even though the way Jake thrust into me while he rubbed my clitoris, was making it hard for me to remember to stay quiet. He hit my spot, making me cry out. When he grinned triumphantly and hit that spot, again and again, I knew for a fact he wanted me to get loud.

I controlled myself the best I could. I closed my eyes and came biting my lip and whimpering. I looked up in the mirror and opened my eyes, watching him as he finished. He grunted and bucked into me wildly, gripping and slapping my ass hard as he watched our bodies join together. He shuddered in pleasure, his face finally relaxing after he came. 

I straightened up and pulled up my leggings and thong. I could feel him watching me in the mirror.

"Hurry up and leave." I told him.

"Why?" He asked, cleaning himself up.

"Because we can't leave together!" I informed him. He laughed like I said something funny.

"Dame un beso." He demanded. 

"No. You out." I exclaimed.

"After my kiss." He grinned. 

I turned around and kissed him. He deepened it, holding me tight against him, swirling his tongue in my mouth. I was able to break away by grazing my teeth on his lip.

"Hey!" He exclaimed, shocked.

"I will bite down next time." I threatened.

He laughed and left.

After I fixed my hair, I left too. I could tell by the sly look on Malik's face and the way Rocky cocked an eyebrow at me that they knew what we were up to in the bathroom. I avoided anyone else's glance after that as I sat by Jake, my ass still stinging from his smacks. His stupid smug face didn't help the situation at all.

Thankfully, the fight was over and the night was dwindling down. Kelly said goodbye to me, separately.

"No judgments about couples in their first three months." She winked at me. That made me blush hard.

"What did Kelly say to you?" Jake asked as I drove his Escalade to my apartment. He insisted I drive us there. Omar looked surprised. I was surprised he wanted to go to my apartment again. I knew he shouldn't be driving.

"Oh, that I shouldn't be embarrassed. It's okay to be a bathroom whore the first 3 months into a relationship." I replied.

Jake found that hilarious. "You can be my bathroom whore whenever you want." Jake laughed.

"Whatever. You already owe me $50 for what we did. An additional $50 for spanking."

"Just $100? That's cheap." Jake informed me.

"Sorry. I don't know the current prices for sex. Should I be concerned that you do?" I asked.

He laughed at me again. "Not like that. I would pay way more than that. You can get whatever you want from me Cariño." He finished with a yawn.

I smiled as we drove back to my apartment. 

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The next morning, I let Jake sleep in. I got up and went to the grocery store. I was walking the aisles when Jenna called me, inviting me to watch the 49ers game with them. I agreed and told her I would make chili. I was getting off the phone with my aunt Patty to get the recipe when Jake called me.

"Hey, where did you put my keys?" He asked. 

"I still have them? Why? Trying to escape?" I asked, teasingly.

"You're the one that's not here." He said.

"I know, I'm on the way back. Plenty of time for you to go home and do your lame fantasy football stuff." I said.

When I got back to my apartment, Jake helped me bring everything in. Sammy was not there. For someone who wasn't sleeping with someone, she sure was gone a lot. I put the groceries away, leaving out the ingredients for chili.

"Are you going to Forrest's?" He asked me.

"Nope. He only does home games. I'm gonna watch the San Francisco game at my brother's." I told him.

"Cool. What time does it start?" He asked. 

"7 pm."

"So I'll swing by and pick you up around 6?"

"You're coming?" I asked, surprised.

"Do you not want me to?" He asked.

"I do, I thought you didn't like watching parties. It interferes with your fantasy football."

"I don't, but Sunday night there's only one game showing." Jake answered.

I nodded. 

"If you don't want me to go, just say so..."

"I do... it's just, you know there's a big chance that Trevor will be there?" I confessed.

"And?" He asked.

"And, I just don't want it to be awkward." I finished.

"It won't be. At least not for us. You're with me. What's awkward about that?"

I forced a smile. "Absolutely nothing." 

God, I hoped so.

 By the time Jake arrived back at my apartment to pick me up, I convinced myself everything would be fine. I already spoke to my brother. Trevor was going to be there. Jake said he was going to be cool. Trevor didn't know any better, so as long as I kept our conversations PG, nothing would go wrong. And if it did, I knew all I had to do was run interference to keep things from getting weird. Or awkward. Or hostile.

I dressed casually in jeans and a long-sleeved 49ERS shirt. I didn't put on any make-up and just pulled my hair back into a simple ponytail. I grabbed the chili I made and we headed over to my brother's apartment.

When we got there, Cam let us in.

"Hey Bro!" I said, smiling, hugging him. He looked ready for the game wearing his Jersey and 49ers cap.

"Hey sis, Jake, come in." Cam said, letting us in.

Jake and Cam shook hands and I said I quick hello to everyone, including Trevor, and headed to the kitchen. Jenna and another woman were in the kitchen. I set down the pot and greeted Jenna warmly.

"Lily! How is everything?" Jenna smiled at me, hugging me.

"Good, how are you?" I asked her.

"Just good? A new boyfriend and it's just good?" Jenna questioned.

"Amazing, I mean." I smiled.

"Better. This is my friend Emily." Jenna introduced us.

"Nice to meet you."

"Lily, are you gonna make Jake a plate?" Cam asked me as he joined us in the kitchen.

"Um, did something happen to his arms and legs since I've been in the kitchen?" I asked, sarcastically.

"You're such a brat." Cam told me, grabbing beers.

I stuck my tongue out at him as he left for the living room. I went ahead and made Jake a plate.

Jake smiled at me when I handed him his plate.

"Thanks, Cariño." Jake said, gratefully.

"You're very welcome."

"I'll take mine next." Trevor grinned at me.

"Nope. You know where the kitchen is. Help yourself." I told him, heading back into the kitchen. Trevor got up and joined me. We made our plates together.

"So... I noticed you deleted our Facebook conversation." Trevor pointed out.

"Nothing gets by you." I said, simply, hoping he would get the hint.

"Let me guess. The boyfriend made you?" He asked.

"No one makes me do anything." I snapped at him.

"OK. I'm just saying. He's dressing you now, dictating how you act, monitoring your Facebook... Sounds a little 50 shades of fucked up to me." Trevor said.

I stopped making my plate and looked at him. "Stop. If he ever adds a red room to his apartment, be concerned. For him, not for me. And don't quote that book. It's embarrassing you even know it." I said, before continuing to make my plate.