Girlsway Update - My Imaginary Lesbian Friend

Riley stood at the bathroom sink. Waiting for her. She'd caught that pull again, that itch deep in her chest that drove her toward every reflective surface when the house went quiet. Carter. Her Carter. No one else could see her, just Riley. But fuck, she made the nights worth it. Tonight Riley bit her lip, hoping the glass might shimmer. When it stayed ordinary, the disappointment hit her gut like a cigarette burn. Then Carter flickered in—blue eyes locked on hers, skin bare and glistening from the steam. Riley’s chest hitched. She stuck out her tongue like a tease. Carter copied her, grinning like heat lightning. “Haven’t seen you in days,” Riley whispered. Her voice shook. “I miss you so fucking bad.” Carter’s voice slid out of the glass like warm fingers down the spine. “I’m always here, baby. Always.” Riley leaned in. “I wanna taste you.” She pressed her mouth to her own reflection. Nothing. The mirror went dead, and her wet lips left only a ghost of heat on cold surface. Frustration burned in her ribs. She spun to leave— Carter’s hand was suddenly under her chin, dragging her close. Mouth to mouth. Hot, hungry, both of them moaning like they’d been starved for it. Riley clutched Carter’s ass, pulled their bodies flush, her tongue sweeping across slick lips while Carter’s thigh shoved between hers. The secret broke into a hungry grind, Riley pushing into Carter, breath catching, heart hammering, the taste of victory thick on both their tongues.