An Imperfect Love Story - Book 8

Days Before Redding

STEF POV

"Fuck baby, fuck...yeah...right there...right there." I nearly beg RJ as she has my naked body pressed to the wall licking my pussy out like crazy as I rest my foot on her table, and she licks deeper between my legs.

Right now I was doing everything to push my mother's chat with me in her RV the other night out of my brain along with the terrible dinner. The hard part was that I cared so damn much for Lena, and maybe I had fucked up sending her flowers and asking her to bike ride. Maybe? But shit you could do that shit with friends, right? All I know is that I'm now second-guessing myself and wondering if I crossed a line with her. I hope to God, I hadn't because we had made so much progress as friends and I really couldn't and didn't want to imagine us going back to not liking each other.

"Baby, do not stop...Don't...Don't baby lick me so good..." I moan as she squeezes my ass cheeks tightly making my body shake and tremble which she never had a fucking hard time doing, for the sex was good with her, and for me that was all this needed to be as she glides her tongue up the front of my body sliding it in my mouth as I feel something enter me.

My eyes fly open now as RJ fucks the hell out of me with her toy as she sucks deeper on my neck, fucking me harder and harder then she ever has which nearly makes my body scream. I am damn near out of breath by now as I dig and press my fingers harder into her back yanking on her long dreads rather roughly.

"FUCK! FUCK ME! FUCK ME!"

"Mmmmm, you like that, huh? You like that baby?" RJ groans and grunts grabbing me and tossing me on the bed as she rams into my soaking wet pussy soon pulling out and diving her head between my legs eating me out like there is no tomorrow. I cum so fucking hard that the room spins and she lays beside me, a wide smiling forming on my face as I rest on her pillow catching my breath.

"Christ."

"That good?" I hear her ask as I smile to myself glancing up at her cracked ceiling."I hope I loosened you up some before work, baby." She giggles as she runs her hands over my thigh, grinning wide at me.

"Oh, I'd beg to say you have." I say out of breath as she leans on her arm and runs her fingers between my breasts.

"You still like dick?" She teases as I look at her likes she is nuts.

"What? FUCK, NO! A toy isn't a dick, silly. I find nothing hot about a dick or a man. Not one fucking ass thing."

"No? So how did you have your daughter?" She asks as I sit up now and light a smoke as I look back at her and run my fingers through my hair as I can see the curiosity on her face one that I wasn't too keen on feeding.

"I was drunk like I was most of my life." I say as her eyes narrow, and she sits up looking at me as I puff my smoke. "I've been sober for awhile now...well, I should say it's coming up on a year that I've been sober."

"Shit. Why the fuck didn't you tell me? I wouldn't have kept offering you shit, Stef."

"Ahhh, I don't like to be a buzz kill, baby." I say softly grabbing one of her dreads and playing with it between my fingers.

"But you're not a fucking buzz kill because of that shit. Fuck, you should have fucking said something. My place is loaded with shit." She shakes her head as I grab her hand and rub it softly.

"Stop. It's alright. I can be around it. But we don't get along. Or we do too well." I laugh as she moves to sit in front of me grabbing my smoke and taking a puff herself. "You know, me and gin."

"Stop joking about it. That's some serious shit, baby."

"Ah, it's all good."

She shakes her head again at me as she sets the smoke down and reaches out, tracing my tattoo between my breasts. "Well, I'm glad you finally told me. I would feel awful if you relapsed because of me."