Category: Angst / Adventure / Romance

Pairing: Hector / Steph / Lester

Rating: This chapter is NC17.

Disclaimer: Not mine, not making anything. Just expanding on JE's characters.

Warning!! This chapter contains SMUT. Of the regular everyday variety.. Well.. Ok.. There's nothing regular or ordinary about this man.. or this particular experience, But it's just sex. So.. Warning for anything up to and including two people having a naked moment… well… ok.. A naked, thrusting moment. (just so you all know, I really hate giving stuff away like this, I personally think it's a part of the story that should be read inline just like everything else, not given away at the opening, and enough warnings were given already, but for the sake of no one bitching that they WEREN'T warned…. )

Author's Note: This chapter isn't really mine.. Hector wrote this one side by side with my Muse, and the two of them showed it to me when they were done. I was rather happy with their combined efforts, so very little was edited. They deserve the credit this time. Thanks to everyone for the reviews!!

Breaking The Habit

3

I woke abruptly this time, and she wasn't merely having a nightmare, she was slowly sitting up and inching her way down the bed.

I tried not to automatically think the worst, but a small knot formed in my stomach nonetheless. Was this it? She wasn't even going to finish out the night with us?

I had to find out. I couldn't NOT know why she was sneaking away while we were both still asleep.

My hand shot out, snaking softly around her wrist and pulling back, twisting her as she fell so she landed pressed against my chest. Still naked, the mounds of her breasts pressed hot and soft against me and I nearly lost my train of thought.

I reigned myself in and furrowed my brows, trying to question her actions without words so my worry wouldn't leak out in my voice.

A small smile lit up her face and it seemed as if she might know what I was thinking anyway.

"I'm just going to the bathroom quick. I'll be right back."

My own small smile naturally followed hers. Staying firmly in place as I reached up, lacing a hand in the back of her hair, pulling her mouth down to softly meet mine. I kept the kiss whisper soft, tickling her lips with my own, darting my tongue out to gently trace the seam of her lips only to pull back when she opened her mouth to take it further. Soft pecks tapered out until she wiggled herself against my quickly hardening cock. I pulled my mouth away, biting at my lips to keep the moan inside, trying not to wake Lester before I'd finished what I was after. I had to sort this out on my own before I brought my feelings out to either one of them.

Steph sat up slowly, settling in a straddle across my hips, my cock nestled tightly between her hot center and my own body.

"Hold that thought," She whispered into the dark room and then skimmed herself across my length a few times before sweeping her leg over my hip and rising to her feet beside the bed.

I laid there slightly dumbfounded. Watching her hips sway as she crossed the floor, only drawing my eyes away when the sterile white of the closed door replaced the view of her lush backside.

Was it possible that she really was crazy enough? Was it possible that all the crazy Burg that went into making her who she was, might have made her capable of wanting, of loving, someone like me?

I'm not sure how to be certain. Not sure how to find out without putting myself out there.

We'd been spending a considerable amount of time together since Ranger had gone in the wind two months ago. She seemed to be getting more comfortable around me. Even going so far as to fall asleep curled in her seat during a stakeout two weeks ago. No one has shown me that level of trust, other then Lester, in a very long time. No one else I know would have allowed me to watch their back while they slept. I considered it an honor.

But I never would have expected the type of reaction she had to seeing me earlier. Especially since everyone in Trenton besides Lester thinks I'm a gay gang banger who probably kills people for fun.

I'm not.

But it seems like somehow these two people could make me happy. Whole.

The squeak of the bathroom door reopening drew my eyes up just in time to catch a glimpse of Stephanie surrounded by a glow of light for the merest second before she flicked the switch off and slid the door shut again. I blinked rapidly, tucking that image away in my mind for a lonely day in case this didn't go the way I nearly prayed it would.

Her naked body bathed in a light from behind that had I not known better would have seemed like it came from nowhere, and everywhere, and Stephanie herself. Her face looked ethereal in the shadowed glow, her blue eyes standing out like pinpoints of glass colored with the deepest sky, her smile etching her cheeks into deeply rounded orbs lit with a dark shine of color from her modesty. I couldn't help but wonder for a moment if this trait was a reason for the Plum name. I wanted to trail my lips over them. The light struck out through rings of curls in varying size as they danced around her head. Her hair trailed down to lay dark against her pale shoulders, the longest tendrils brushing against the tops of her breasts. Tight pink nipples giving away her desire. I would keep that picture with me forever. Lester was right. She was a work of art.

I opened my eyes to find her halfway to the bed, hesitating, her eyes locked on my quickly rising erection. I couldn't help it. That image of her in the bathroom doorway was enough to make me hard with one glimpse.

I held my hand out to her, hoping to encourage her to rejoin me in bed. I really did not want her to leave now. Right now there was only one thing I wanted to do. I raised my eyes to hers, hoping to show her just how much I wanted her here.

"Steph," My voice came out lower, harsher then I'd intended it, my throat dry and tight from the heat in my veins. The heavy roll of hard practiced Spanish accent playing behind her name before I could control it.

Her hand slid into mine, and despite our closeness in height, her hand was tiny inside mine. As I pulled her down across my chest where she'd been before I took a moment to appreciate the contrast between our skin tones. She literally brought light to my darkness as her breasts spilled across my chest, rubbing the bars in my nipples back and forth through their holes, causing half the nerves in my body to stand up and dance.

I settled her hand on my chest, over my heart, and ran my own hand back up her arm, across her shoulder and down her back trailing my fingertips down her spine to settle cupping her ass. Her skin was so soft I couldn't think of a way to describe it. The only other thing like it I'd ever felt was the velvety smooth steel of Lester's cock in my hand.

Ironic. Two such similarly different people Lester and Stephanie were. Two completely different personalities, but the traits they did share they were vehement about. Both strong-willed, defiant and independent. Both willing to go to the ends for someone they care about. And they both woke something inside of me that I wasn't sure I was going to be able to keep locking back up afterwards.

I trailed my other hand back up into Stephanie's hair, tugging her down so my face was buried in the side of her neck, hair tickling my face as I inhaled her scent deeply. I felt her lips slide tentatively against the skin of my neck and goose bumps instantly broke out across my body. I couldn't see how anyone, any experience, could compare to having her here in my arms, willing and delighting in my attention.

Her hand pinned between us couldn't have missed the fierce pounding my heart was doing inside my chest. My hand tightened on her ass, rubbing her tightly back and forth across my cock, slicking myself with her juices as we moaned into each other's necks.

My tongue flicked out, grazing her shoulder before my lips settled on it. Trailing them softly up her neck, nibbling her earlobe softly between my lips, the tip of my tongue snaking out to dart into her ear for the quickest second. She ground against me at the sensation and I felt myself throb against her center, feeling the thrum of precum as it leaked from my tip to join her wetness. Causing a groan to rumble up out of my chest. I wasn't going to be able to take much more before I had to bury myself inside her.

"Mmmmm your moans may be one of the sexiest things I've ever heard." Steph's voice was throaty and loose, like the words had tumbled from her mouth unknowingly. The things that voice and her admission did to my body and my mind, were unexplainable. I suddenly felt a freedom I'd never felt before. A lightness. I could put myself out there. Even if she didn't want me as much as I wanted her, she still wanted me.

I dragged her head back so that I could meet her eyes. Deep blue sapphire orbs, lust and maybe even something more looked back at me from those drowning pools. I was going to take my chances.

I kept my eyes locked with hers as I touched my lips to hers again. Softly, slowly, sliding my lips back and forth across hers until they parted with a sigh. I closed my eyes as I slipped my tongue gently between her lips, curling the tip to run it slowly across the inside of her lips and around each cheek before running over her teeth to meet up with her tongue.

While our tongues coiled, twisted and weaved together I slid my hand from her hair down and the one from her ass upward. Meeting at her hips I slid her far enough up my body to rest my head at her opening.

I reluctantly eased out of the kiss, bringing my eyes open to hers again, I played my final card.

"I could fall in love with you Stephanie." It was honest, it was the truth. Just admitting it to her made something shift inside me.

A small gasp broke from her lips and her eyes widened at my words. I dragged her hips back down against my own again, driving upwards at the same time, thrusting all the way inside of her in one long stroke before she could open her mouth and shatter my heart.

Her gasp turned over to a shouted moan and she convulsed around me, her muscles clenching at me, begging me to go over as an orgasm washed over her body from the force of my entry. I held on, the muscles in my legs tensing near the point of pain as I fought not to cum. The way her body responded made everything in me want to hand myself over to her.

Her eyes had never closed, but the dark clouds that had settled over them as we rubbed against eachother had lifted a little, leaving a gleaming shine in her beautiful eyes. They brightened even more as her mouth tilted up, rounding her cheeks again, bringing the smile all the way up to her eyes.

"Without a doubt, I can easily see myself loving you Hector." As her voice and breath slipped warm across my face her hand come up to cup my cheek, one finger slowly tracing the teardrop beneath my eye.

Something that felt shockingly like a real tear slipped from the corner of that same eye and I wasn't sure if my heart would explode out of my chest or shoot at a deadly speed straight out of my cock.

Before either one of us could think another thing about it, I sat up. Bringing her legs back around my hips and tucking my feet under her ass so I was sitting Indian style in the middle of the bed. She groaned at the change in position but held on anyway. She hadn't seen anything yet.

I slid my hands up her thighs, squeezing softly at the muscles beneath, massaging them as I went. I continued up, rubbing deeply at the crease of her thighs until her lips slid wetly beneath my fingers, brushing my cock as it sat lodged inside her. I slid my fingers higher, trapping her clit between the pointer fingers of both hands, sliding it tightly back and forth while my thumbs circled her entrance and my cock until I felt her muscles begin to tremble.

I slid my hands slowly around her hips to her lower back, ignoring her frustrated groans when my hands left the holy ground, teasing her spine as they traveled upwards. Finally settling with my arms wrapped up her back, hands splayed wide over the tops of her shoulders.

I found her eyes again as I slid slowly back to the brink of slipping out and quickly, before gliding back in, I pulled back on her shoulders, sprawling her upper body back over my lap.

Her eyes fell shut and her mouth fell open but the only sound that came out was a squeaked gasp.

The trembling in her muscles started up once again and I continued my thrusts. Slowly sliding out before sliding back in deep in one thrust. By the third thrust I'd found the rhythm, as I slid back in the head of my cock found added pleasure as it rubbed across that little bundle of nerves that makes up the inner clitoris known as the female G-spot.

Steph's moaning raised a note, coming closer to a high pitched keening as the head of my cock stroked over the most sexually stimulative part of her body, driving her to a vicious need for release.

My body gave in and picked up the pace. Quickening the rhythm until one hand was gripping her shoulder and the other was twined in her hair, bending her head back and arching her back even further. Her breasts bounced in front of me as I stroked out of her hot wetness only to slam back in, roughly driving the ridge around the head of my cock against her opening with each pass. The heat in my body was rising to a dire level, everything in me burning to match the heat of her walls wrapped so tight around me.

One of Steph's hands slid up from the mattress, across her body to rest where we joined. One fingernail dragging against my cock as I plunged in and out of her. Slowly that finger slid upward, spreading our wetness around her clit as it peaked out of it's folds pleading for someone to douse the flames.

That sight was all I could take. I felt every bit of flame she'd lit inside me shoot straight for her. Ripping through my body in a rapturous blaze as I pounded into her before pouring out of me like lava to coat Stephanie's throbbing walls.

I barely felt her fly over the edge with me. My breath had left me the moment I felt my balls tighten. Blue spots dancing before my vision until I regained control of myself.

When I stared back down at her there were wet trails on her cheeks and a faraway look on her face. I froze in horror, unsure of what I had somehow done wrong. I went to quickly pull away but her gasp stopped me. Her eyes suddenly cleared and she was once again looking at me with that beatific shine.

"Please.. Don't move just yet," her breath still came in short pants between her words. "That was… that was.. I don't know a word for what that was… I'm just not ready to admit it's over quite yet."

My heart soared. This could work, but I'd have to tell her everything. She was such an amazing person, just maybe she could still find a way to love me, even knowing who I am.

I pulled up on her shoulders, wrapping my arms around her and holding her tight against my chest. My face buried itself in her neck again and she returned the gesture. The feel of her breath against me as she inhaled my scent, the same way I'd done to her what seemed like hours but was only minutes ago, sent a shiver down my spine.

"Hermosa," I whispered in her ear, "We need to talk." I pulled back to judge the reaction in her eyes when I continued. "I don't want this to be casual, I want you to be more then that to me, to us." I slid my eyes towards Lester's form across the bed. This time he stared back, eyes heavy lidded from sleep and passion. I had no idea when he'd woken, but I was glad he would hear this too. "There are things about me you both need to know, things I don't want hidden from you. Before you decide how far you want to go with us, I want you to know me.Do you understand?" Please God, please let her be the person I hope she is. Let her understand why I had to do the things I've done in my life.

Her teeth slid out to snag her lower lip, worrying it as she nodded her head gently up and down and then slowly slid herself from my lap. She made her way back up to the pillows and I joined her, steeling myself against what was coming.

Across her shoulder I watched Lester's eyes clear to a sudden seriousness that wasn't often found in them. He nodded tersely at me before wrapping his arm back around Steph's middle and settling in against her back to listen to my tale.

I decided to start where my mind had picked up earlier. Where Ranger had come into my life. Here goes nothing…..

OoO To Be Continued OoO