AR Returns Ch6

The staring between Jess and Stef is intense. This has happened between Adella and Riley before. Adella never wins.

“Oh my God,” Stef says, getting to her feet. She kneels in front of Adella and gives her a look, then yanks up her tank to expose her tattooed chest.

Adella smirks.

“Are you hourly?” Stef grumbles.

Adella laughs and stands up to loom taller. Jess lights up and repositions several times, watching intently. Adella holds Stef’s gaze and casually starts to pull. It only takes her a moment. With a heartfelt sigh, she coats Stef’s modest chest with a plentiful glaze that leaves her shiny and with sticky lines crossing all her tattoos.

“Ah,” Adella grunts, jerking out a few last drops.

Stef wrinkles her nose at the smell then peers down at the situation on her skin and looks dazed. Finally, she comes out of it and gets to her feet, pulling her tank off before it can get sticky. Topless and shining, she places her hand on her hip and turns on her wife.

“Happy?”

“Oh yeah,” Jess replies, looking positively predatory.

Adella reaches out and hooks her fingertip into the back of Stef’s jeans.

“Hey, Sons of Anarchy,” Adella says.

Stef looks back sourly.

“Aren’t you forgetting something?” Adella asks.

“What?”

Adella pulls Stef back against her and tips the older woman’s face upward. They’re close, but not touching. Adella does not kiss her, but Stef tenses, expecting it.

“It would be rude if I didn’t reciprocate,” Adella murmurs to her. A moment passes. Stef doesn’t try to pull away, but she stiffens up a little. “You want me to kiss you?” Adella asks her.

“Suck my cock,” Stef fires back defensively.

Adella snorts and walks her to the bed. “Darling,” she says to Riley, who opens her eyes and looks up.

“Oh. Hi,” she says. “Oh, shit.”

“Shhh,” Adella replies. One of her hands smears the cum on Stef’s front across her skin while the other opens her jeans and pulls out her cock.

“Do I need to help?” Riley asks.

“Just stay there and keep looking beautiful,” Adella says, grasping Stef’s hard cock and stroking it. Stef isn’t acting anymore; her eyes are glued to Riley’s sweaty form in her rumpled dress with her soft cock out.

“I’m helping,” Riley says, sitting up and pulling down her dress to expose her breasts.

Stef’s cock twitches in Adella’s palm as her eyes lock onto Riley’s perky chest.

Adella softly bites her earlobe and jerks vigorously. Stef tenses, grunting irritably. Her eyes dart to her wife, who glows.

“Fucking,” Stef mutters, her hips jerking slightly. Her hands clench and her nostrils flare. Adella pinches one cum-sticky nipple, then twists it softly. Stef’s body twitches and Riley flinches at the sudden hot string of cum that lands on her bare calf.

“Oh! Oh, yeah,” Riley says, eyes alight as she watches Stef cum.