The Bitch Comes Begging...

~Mia

Lila had me completely pinned against the headboard, her fingers buried deep inside me, stroking that spot that made my eyes roll back.

I moaned loudly into her mouth as we kissed hungrily, tongues tangled, bodies slick with sweat. Her thumb kept circling my clit in perfect rhythm, driving me crazy.

Just as I was about to come, a loud knock sounded on the apartment door.

We both froze.

“Don’t get it,” I gasped desperately, grinding my hips against her hand. “Ignore it, baby… please.”

Lila smirked against my lips and thrust her fingers harder, making me cry out.

She moved down my body, sucking hard on my nipple before kissing lower. The moment her warm tongue replaced her fingers on my pussy, I lost it.

I grabbed her hair, moaning shamelessly as she licked and sucked me like she was starving.

The knocking continued, but I didn’t care. I was so close.

“Fuck…” Lila groaned after a few more minutes. She pulled away, lips shiny with my wetness. “Let me get it before they break the door down.”

She stood up, flushed and naked, and quickly wrapped a white towel around her body. Her hair was a sexy mess as she walked to the door.

The second she opened it, Alyssa pushed her way inside, looking like absolute shit, red eyes, messy hair, tear streaked face.

“Please, Lila,” Alyssa begged immediately. “You have to help me talk to Dorla. She won’t answer my calls or texts. I’m begging you.”

Lila crossed her arms. “You know she’s not going to listen, right? After what you did? Why even bother?”

Alyssa’s face completely broke. She started sobbing uncontrollably.

“My scholarship is due in four days,” she cried. “I need some thousand dollars for the hostel and school stuff. If I don’t pay, they’ll kick me out. I have nowhere else to go…”

I watched everything from the bedroom doorway, still wrapped in my own towel, my body still buzzing from what Lila had been doing to me.

Lila suddenly stepped forward and slapped Alyssa hard across the face. The sharp sound echoed through the room.

“That’s exactly what you and Jason thought, huh?” Lila snapped, voice filled with disgust. “That Dorla is just a bank? You smile in her face, pretend to be her best friend for years, while you’ve been fucking her boyfriend behind her back for three whole years!”

Alyssa held her cheek, tears pouring down faster.

“You both used her,” Lila continued. “Duped her. And now that she caught you, you suddenly remember she exists? Get the hell out of my house.”

Alyssa stood there holding her cheek, tears streaming down her face like a broken faucet. For a second, I almost felt sorry for her. Almost.

But then I remembered Dorla, sweet, trusting Dorla crying in our living room just two nights ago after catching this bitch riding her boyfriend.

Any pity I had died instantly.

Lila was breathing hard, still only in her towel, her body still flushed from what we were doing before this mess interrupted us. She pointed at the door with a shaking finger.

“I said get the fuck out, Alyssa. Don’t come back here again.”

Alyssa didn’t move. Instead, she looked straight at me, eyes desperate.

“Mia… please. You’ve known Dorla longer than Lila. Talk to her for me. Tell her I’m sorry. Tell her I’ll do anything. I just need the money for school. I can’t lose everything because of one stupid mistake.”

One stupid mistake?

I let out a bitter laugh and stepped fully into the living room, clutching my towel tighter around my chest.

“Three years, Alyssa,” I said coldly. “You’ve been fucking Jason for three whole years behind Dorla’s back. That’s not a mistake. That’s a choice. Every single time you smiled in her face and called her your best friend, you chose to betray her. And now you want her money again? After everything?”

Alyssa’s shoulders shook with fresh sobs. “I know… I know I fucked up. But I really do love her as a friend. I was just stupid and greedy. Jason said he was going to leave her eventually…”

“Shut up,” Lila cut in sharply. “Don’t you dare try to justify it.”

I walked closer, staring Alyssa dead in the eyes.

“Dorla is done with both of you. And honestly? So am I. If you really cared about her, you would’ve kept your legs closed and your hands off her man. Now leave before I let Lila drag you out.”

Alyssa looked between us, realizing she wasn’t getting any help. Her face twisted with anger and defeat.

“You’ll regret this,” she spat weakly. “Both of you.”

Lila stepped forward threateningly. “Try me.”

Alyssa finally turned and stormed out, slamming the door behind her so hard the walls rattled.

The apartment fell silent again.

Lila let out a long breath and turned to me, her eyes still dark with anger… and lingering heat.

“Where were we?” she asked, voice low as she slowly untied her towel, letting it drop to the floor.

I smiled, feeling the heat rush back into my body.

“Right here,” I whispered, stepping into her arms.

But even as Lila kissed me again, pushing me back toward the bedroom, a small part of my mind stayed with Dorla.

I wondered if she was okay… and what she would do when she eventually found out Alyssa had the guts to come begging for money after destroying her.