Ganja on Fourth Street

Chapter Twenty Three

Laken Rivera

EJ and I lied there kissing as he continued to stroke in and out of me slowly. I looked into his eyes as we pulled away from the kiss and started smiling.

We stayed there just enjoying each others love. Sex never felt this way with Denver. He didn't know how to make it feel like a special connection between us. It was just a quick ten minutes and nothing more.

"Feels so good." I moaned against his lips as he started to pick up the pace. He put his hands beside me and held himself up as he stroked harder and harder.

I put my hands back up against the back board as I felt as though I was about to burst. I pushed my head back onto the pillow as he kept going until I came.

I took a deep breath and put my hand on his stomach for him to stop. He chuckled and lied on the other side of me, taking a deep breath.

"That was...damn." I said as my heart started to race.

"There you go with your cheesy ass words. I'm just appalled that Laken Rivera let my crazy ass make love to her." He chuckled and put his hand down there to handle his situation. 

"You calling my words cheesy when you using some fancy ass vocabulary? Appalled? Dork ass."

"Shut up." He smirked and looked up at the ceiling. 

"You said make love...I haven't heard that in awhile." I mumbled to myself. I always read that term in a book or whenever my mother was giving me "the talk." Whenever Denver was talking about our intimacy, he was never that passionate about it.

"I don't usually use the term but that wasn't just no random sex. I never felt so close to somebody in my life...on some spiritual type shit. That was amazing."

It was, I thought to myself as I moved over a bit to cuddle onto him. I rested my head on his chest as we lied there in the dark, in complete silence.

I could agree with EJ when he said it felt deeper than just sex. I felt so connected with him. 

I moved over a bit to cuddle on to him. I lied my head on his shoulder and started to trace his chest tattoo with my finger. "Why did you get this?"

He shrugged, "my dad had it. I thought instead of being corny and just getting his name on me...why not put something that represents him."

"Why did he get it, then?"

"He believed in God. Very strong believer...even when shit wasn't going right, although we was dirt poor---he put every ounce of faith he had into God. Although shit ain't turn out well for him in the end, he had an amazing girl and was able to manage, ya know? He got this tattoo on his forearm...got it on my chest."

"Amazing girl...your mom?"

"Yeah...Unique."

"Huh?"

"That was her name---Unique. She was so beautiful, Laken. She was the one who taught me not to speak but to observe. She ain't have a lot of friends...just Shade, my dad and me. Other than that, she kept it low profile."