LUCY POV
"Hey, mija, long night? Want me to draw you a bath?" I smile softly as Stef had just walked in the door from being gone all night as I sit at the breakfast nook with my notebook, pencil and cup of green tea.
I had come home a little after seven last night after looking for work and then heading to the NYP library to do some research. Callie had left a note saying to make myself at home and that she had to head to work herself, and that Stef would most likely be gone all night as well.
Of course, I had missed Stef and considering I loved her company, I still enjoyed the evening writing, reading and eating the leftover Chinese we had from the night before. I even had a glass of wine trying not to smile too much, for I am the happiest I have been in quite some time...even if my brother had all but disowned me, and I have no job and no money.
"That sounds nice, love," she smiles softly and looks exhausted if I'm honest, but more beautiful than ever.
Last night I had slept like a baby, curled around her pillows in her bed breathing in her scent, and it's safe to say I'm falling for her...very, very hard, something I hadn't seen coming a mile away.
Getting up I follow Stef towards her room which has a giant bathroom attached. "I found these really nice bath beads last night in your closet, Stef. They're amazing and smell so good!" I say as I head into the giant bathroom and begin filling the tub before putting in some lavender beads.
"Oh ya? You tried them out? Why don't you try them again with me, baby," she says coming up behind me, and wrapping her arms around me as she holds me tightly and kisses all over my neck.
I giggle now as I turn in her arms and smile, brushing her long blonde hair back before tracing her jawline. Her stare is intense as always but for some reason it didn't intimidate me like it used to.
I think I was seeing other sides of her, and well, after the threesome I think it might have unlocked a little more boldness in me. "I did, and only if you want me to. You look pretty tired, and maybe you want to take time for yourself?"
"Do I?" she leans in now as I feel her running her hands under my tank, and I whimper softly.
"Si......" I moan softly as we quickly undress and get into her giant tub together.
"Come here, baby," she pulls me in her arms now as I face her, and she grips my long hair leaning in and kissing me hard. "Mmm, you taste so fucking good, baby," she whispers as I can feel myself becoming worked up, but I can feel that something is off with her as I gently push back and brush the side of her face as I search her eyes.
"What's wrong, mija? Talk to me," I say gently as she looks away now, and I gently lean in and kiss her soft lips. "Don't be shy. I'm the shy one, baby," I say softly as I feel her digging her fingers in my ass now, pulling me closer to her as she smirks.
"I unleashed something in you, didn't I? Mm? Tell me what I did?"
"I'm serious, Estefania....." I trail off as I stroke her cheek but find it very hard to concentrate as just the feel of her skin against mine is enough to send me through the roof. But I want her to talk to me because I have a sense she covers things up, and there is so much more to her than she lets on.
"About what? About how I fucked the shyness out of you? You need to cum again, baby? Mmm?" she smiles pushing me up a bit as I feel her fingers inside of my wet pussy, and before I know it, I'm grinding on her hand as we look deeply in each other's eyes, something I used to be so shy about doing.
I grip the back of her neck as I continue to ride her fingers our eyes never leaving each others as I lean in and kiss all over her neck running my hands up and down her back and arms.
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Streetlife
FanfictionThis story takes place in the early 1980's during the time when crime, drugs, corruption, pimps, prostitution, and the Aids virus plagued the streets of New York City and 42nd street. This gritty novel tells the lives of friends, and rivals who str...