Bad Medicine

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I woke up the next morning to the smell of bacon cooking. What time was it? I glanced at the clock. 11:05AM. I rolled over to the spot where Steven should have been. It was untouched. This told me that Steven probably didn't sleep all night, thanks to the cocaine. I stumbled out of bed and headed to the kitchen. Steven was at the stove, cooking something. He must have heard me coming, because he didn't even turn around.

"Morning, baby." he said.

"Morning." I answered, still half asleep.

"I made you breakfast." he said. He slid a plate of bacon and eggs across the counter to me. I picked up my fork and started eating.

"What time is the sound check?" I asked.

"4. I told them we had some stuff to do so make it later." he grabbed his own plate and started eating.

"Yeah we have to go get that stuff made." I smiled and looked down at my little bump.

"You need a shower, don't you?" Steven shot me a seductive glare.

"I could use one, but not as much as I need that Big Ten Inch." I smirked and pulled my pants down, exposing my voluptuous ass.

"Maybe you can get Tony to deal with it." he smiled, but I could sense he was still a little jealous.

"Well then I'll call up the twins and have them sent over." I shot back, rolling my eyes.

"I was kidding, baby." he smiled at me and pulled me close. I stared into his dark brown eyes.

"Well if I'm being completely honest, Tony probably couldn't get himself off let alone me." I smirked.

"I had a feeling you were faking it." he smiled at me and slapped my ass hard.

"It would be my luck to pick a guy who doesn't know his ass from a hole in the ground." I rolled my eyes and batted my long eyelashes at Steven.

"Well we both know everything here is genuine." he squeezed my boob and I smacked him playfully.

"Well I guess it's kind of hard to be satisfied when your getting half the size of what your used to." I laughed and ran to the couch. "And what's the fun of revenge if your not having a good time. I had no choice but to fake it. It was actually painful." I whined playfully and laid down on the couch, sliding my pants off.

"Lucky for you, I got just the cure." he shot me a deadly grin. I got on my knees and did what any girlfriend was expected to do. When I was satisfied with the progress, I pushed Steven down on the couch and climbed on top. I slowly shimmied onto his hard member. A rush of pleasure took me over as he filled every empty space.

"Oh my god." I moaned as my insides acclimated to his huge size. I started moving slowly, and then built up faster and faster. I couldn't form coherent words, but instead let out a barrage of moans. Steven was so good.

He flipped me over and came back in from behind. He pushed into me and wave after wave of pleasure clenched in my insides.

"Oh fuck, Steven don't stop." I cried. This only made Steven go harder and faster.

My moans and cries got louder and more persistent. "Baby, Please, Oh my god." I begged. I felt the pleasure building higher and higher.

I came hard and fast, but Steven didn't stop. I came again and again until I was a sobbing, wet mess, too sore to endure another touch. I got down on my knees and finished Steven off in just a few minutes.

When we were done, I hopped in the shower and cleaned up. I got dressed in a cute Aerosmith tank top and a pair of denim shorts. I slid on a pair of gladiator sandals that went all the way up to my knee. I did my make-up and hair and sauntered into the living room.

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