The Sweetest Fruit ( Tomboy 🏳️‍🌈Love Story )

39 . Break up

MJ

I remained curled up in Sonia's arm listening to the steady beat of her heart. All I needed was her to feel better not alcohol and not meaningless sex.

" Where were you today ?" She asked still stroking my hair.

" With my brothers, " I answered honestly.

" Oh.. "

" Did something happen?"

" Yeah."

They just proved to me how pieces of shit they are. Especially Luke. He was my favorite, and now all he does is smoke pot and run his damn ass club.

" Do you want to talk about it ?"

" Not really."

The fact that my past and present is tied to Sonia makes me so scared of telling her things. What if she doesn't accept me after I tell her? That her ex is my stupid goddamn brother.

She will never forgive me for keeping all these secrets.

" It's fine tell me something. "

She recounted the day she had with Sam making me notice the brown dress she had on. How did I not notice this?

" You went out like this ?" I asked, trailing my hand up and down her bare thigh.

" Ye...es, " she answered shyly. She has some guts to be shy.

" You look hot, " I shot out my head lying on her chest.

" Thanks .."

I turn around drinking her in. Lord my girlfriend is hot.

I kiss her cleavage softly letting the worry some thoughts dissipate by the touch of her warm skin on my lips.

" I want you, " I said, groping her breast.

" We have a practice session at six tomorrow, " she whispered, in between breaths.

" I will cancel it."

I had managed to take down the straps and her beautiful breasts were out in the open.

" No ..."

How can someone be so perfect?

" It's only eleven," she breathed out.

" Then I'll be quick."

My lips find their way to hers stroking them gently. The taste of tequila lingering in her breath.

" Sit on my face, " I said switching our positions .

" What ?" She asked her eyes popping out of there sockets.

" You heard me, don't you want to sleep early?"
 

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The shrill beeping of the alarm jolted me awake, dragging me out of a dreamless void. I groaned, reaching over to silence the infernal device before Sonia stirred. Her body lay draped across mine like a warm, heavy blanket, her breath soft and even against my chest. I shifted carefully, trying to peel her arms from around my waist without waking her, but it was like untangling a determined octopus.

The damp patch of drool on my sports bra made me grimace. Great. Add laundry to the growing list of things I didn’t want to do today. Stretching out my stiff arm, I contemplated the size of our bed. We really need a bigger one, I thought, not for the first time.

“Wake up,” I murmured, pressing a kiss to the curve of her neck.

“Mm-mm. Noooo,” she whined, pulling the blanket over her head like a petulant child.