AR Returns Ch28

Stef tiredly dismounts her motorcycle and makes her way up to the front door. She lets herself into the house, following her nose to the kitchen. Jess is gone, but she made dinner first, and it’s still hot in a glass container. It smells mouthwatering.

Stef leans on the counter, staring down at the container. Feelings are complicated. This is a fancy meal; Jess must have made quite an effort. Stef does notice things like that. It’s still bittersweet when she knows that her wife has done this because she’s going on a date with a younger woman. Stef wonders if this situation is getting out of her control, then reflects that she’s not sure that it was ever within her control. No, that’s not right.

It is within her control. She could tell Jess to break it off if she wanted to, and she has faith that Jess would do it. She might pout, but she would do it. Stef smiles and takes a deep breath, then removes the lid from the container. She frowns. This is a lot of food.

The doorbell makes her jump. She puts her face in her hand. Of course. Is this getting out of Stef’s control? No. Is it out of Jess’s control? Her control over herself? Maybe. Stef replaces the lid and goes to the front door, where she finds Adella dripping sweat on her welcome mat. Despite the chill, the young woman from Spain is dressed for a workout.

“Did you run here from the gym?” Stef asks.

Adella places her hands on her hips. She’s visibly winded. That’s all the way across town. Even for a professional athlete, that’s quite a journey.

“I run often,” she replies.

Stef shakes her head. “Let me guess. You want something to eat?”

“I want a shower,” Adella says bluntly.

Stef nods. “Fair enough.” She steps aside to let Adella in. The taller woman breezes past her and heads up the stairs. Stef watches her disappear onto the second floor. She shakes her head again, then smiles.

Her phone rings. It’s Jess. Curious, Stef accepts the call.

“Babe?”

There’s no reply. She hears the whisper of fabric and something that might be a kiss.

“Touch it,” Jess says, then lets out a soft gasp.

Stef scowls.

There’s some breathing and then a little grunt.

“You’re so hard. Is it the cheerleader outfit?” Jess asks.

“You’re beautiful in everything.” Riley sounds pretty worked up.

Stef stands in the foyer with the phone pressed to her ear, listening to wet, fervent kissing. A button pops and Jess lets out a little hiss. Just from what she can hear, Stef can almost see her wife fondling Riley’s erection.

“I want you inside me,” Jess says. There’s another noisy kiss. “I want you so bad. I want you to kiss me when you’re fucking me.”

Mattress springs squeak.

“Me on top?” Riley asks, sounding almost cocky. She must have just pushed Jess down on the bed.

“Yeah. I want you on top. Put it in me. Baby, please,” Jess pleads.