1-Friends To Lovers

This is for ages 18+. This is an erotic romance novel not made for children.

Saviera's POV

Zuri and I met during our freshman year of high school and instantly became best friends. Our wild friendship began when I walked into her open locker and nearly ran Zuri over. Her locker door slammed shut from the impact of my forehead and everything in Zuri's arms went flying all over the place.

August 2013

"I'm so sorry! Are you okay? I was looking down at my schedule and wasn't paying attention." I said in a rush.

"It's okay, I'm not hurt." She responded.

I help pick up her things and put them into her locker.

"Is this your first year here?" She asked.

"Yeah, I'm a freshman. You?" I ask.

"Same here. What's your schedule?"

I tell her my schedule and we're excited about having our first three classes together.

From that point on, we walked each other to classes and sat together at lunch. We were both so focused on our grades and sports that dating was never something we did at the time, unlike many of our peers. Track and Field was the sport that kept me on my toes whereas Zuri was a dancer and softball player. By the end of our junior year, we became curious.

Fast forward to junior year

"Come walk along the beach with me tonight. You can ask your mom if you can stay the night with me. The beach is basically in my back yard and my parents won't mind." said Zuri.

My mom never allows me to stay the night anywhere, but Zuri has stayed with me a million times. As I get older though, my mom has loosened up.

"Okay, yeah. I'll just call my mom." I'm doubtful she's going to let me stay, but if she lets me I'm going to be so excited. Zuri doesn't know this, but recently I've been crushing on her super hard. I've always had little crushes here and there, but not like this. Moments with her are just special and it always feels like more.

After three rings, my mom picks up the phone, and I somehow convince her to let me stay the night with Zuri.

Zuri and I ate the dinner that her mom, Ember, cooked for us. Ember is one of the best chefs in Florida! She owns a Jamaican/Haitian restaurant called "Jamaican Jerk" here in St. Petersburg, Florida. Ember is Jamaican, but Zuri's dad, Luca, is Haitian. She decided to bring the best of both worlds together and it became a huge hit. I love my parents, but we eat the same stuff all the time. It's nice to have food that touches the soul sometimes.

I put my olive green bikini on and slide on my white flip-flops. Zuri has her yellow bikini on with matching flip flops and I can't help but look at her body. Her dark melanin against the bright yellow makes my heart squeeze and my stomach flutter.

"You like the view, Sav?" says Zuri with mischief in her eyes.

I'm almost positive my face is a bright red.

I tried to play it cool and said, "Well duh! My best friend is drop-dead gorgeous!"

We walk out the back door and down a small trail that leads right to the beach. The sun is low and the breeze is soft against my skin. Once a few moments pass, Zuri decides to break the silence.

"There's something I need to tell you, but I don't know how you'll react. Promise me you won't freak out and cut me off."

Of course, I think of the worst possible thing and start to worry.

"Zuri, you know you can talk to me about anything. No matter what, I'll always be your Sav."

Zuri takes a few seconds to gather her thoughts and says, "I think I'm gay."

It was not what I expected her to say. She had me so worried like it was going to be something devastating.

"That's it? I mean, you think I would stop being your friend because of who you're attracted to?"

"Well, that's not all. I'm attracted to you. I imagine things with you that I don't imagine with others. We're 17 and 18 years old and we have never dated before. I'm starting to want something more than just a friendship, but I've been so afraid that you wouldn't feel the same and now I'm rambling because I'm so nervous. You can pretend I didn't say any of thi--"

To shut her up, I grabbed her by the hips and pulled her in for a kiss. Our first real kiss and it's with each other. I only planned on giving her a small peck, but it quickly turned into a heated makeout session with the sunset surrounding us. My sister said her first kiss was so bad that she broke up with the poor guy and first kisses are usually gross or awkward. This moment with Zuri, however, is perfect and beautiful. It's like our bodies knew exactly what to do when our lips connected. Eventually, we came up for air and rested our foreheads against each other.

Zuri smiles and asks, "So you're gay for me too?"

"I'm very gay for you." I lean in and kiss her again. "I could get used to this."

We officially started dating by the end of our junior year. We didn't break the news to our parents until 9 months into our relationship, but none of them were surprised. My mom said she already assumed and talked about it to dad. Zuri's mom said she saw us kissing one day when she was bringing clothes up to Zuri's room and she quietly made an escape before we saw her. I asked her why she didn't stop us or get mad and she said, "It's not like either one of you can get pregnant. Just don't get crazier than necessary."

It's safe to say we have pretty awesome parents. Once I turned 18, mine weren't nearly as strict.

February- Current Day

Zuri and I leave the hair salon and head to our little two-bedroom apartment that we have together. When we graduated high school, we started college right away and our parents pitched in on this apartment for us until we graduate. Zuri already graduated with her associate's degree in Dental Hygiene. She is so obsessed with teeth, so being a dental hygienist is the perfect career for her. Now she pays a good portion of our rent and I started bartending at a pub that is within walking distance of our apartment. I hated feeling like I wasn't contributing enough, but Zuri always reminds me that I shouldn't wear myself out too much.

We walk through our front door and ate a quick snack.

"I'm about to hop in the shower! This humidity made me feel sticky and gross." I say to Zuri from our bedroom as she's sitting in the living room on the couch.

"Okay, babe!" Zuri responds.

I normally take super hot showers, but I need to cool down. I put the shower on warm and let the water roll off my body. The next thing I know, Zuri slides in behind me and starts exploring my body with her hands and mouth. Her hands begin at my neck and shoulders. She gradually glides her fingers down my back and reaches around to my breasts. Zuri plays with my nipple with one hand and slowly goes down my stomach with the other. After two needy seconds, she reaches my pussy and starts playing with my clit. I let my head fall back against her chest as she kisses my neck and brings me to the edge of an orgasm.