Chapter 9 - Gina
I tossed and turned all night, unable to sleep for several reasons. One, being Chris. I knew he was going to make things impossible, but to behave like he did and then flat-out say how much of a mess I was just felt like a slap in the face.
And Lucas's kiss. Fuck. I have never been kissed like that, and it sparked something deep within me that would not settle. When he walked away, I could hardly breathe, and for the rest of the day, I was wet, unable to calm myself. I knew he did it to make a point, but fuck had it started something within me.
My wolf turned into a fucky horny dog begging me to seek him out. I ignored her the best I could, but I continued to stare at him when I got a chance. My mind was everywhere, wanting so badly to just have him near me.
I groaned, turning over and pulling the sheets over my head. I tried to think of anything, but my mind just kept traveling back to the kiss and how in control Lucas was. He had held me close, his mouth taking what he wanted, and I just let him.
I could still feel the way he held me and the way his tongue swept over mine like he'd done it a million times before. He possibly had. I knew he’d had a lot of previous girlfriends. I imagined he was extremely skilled in everything. He likely knew how to get a woman wound up and how to unwind her.
I threw the sheets off me and swung up. I ran my hands through my hair and sighed. I needed to do something. I couldn't sit here and think about it over and over. It was only going to frustrate me even more. "I need to get busy."
I grabbed my towel off the back of my door and headed towards the bathroom. A hot shower would help me, and then I would have some coffee. After that, I could get started on my day, and if I kept myself busy enough, I could forget all about yesterday.
I decided to start the coffee first, knowing it would be ready when I was done with my shower. After I started the pot, I headed into the bathroom.
"He probably already left for work," I said as I turned the water on, tossing my towel onto the rack. I turned to see if his bedroom door was open. It was shut, which told me he was probably gone. Lucas was normally up and gone by the time I got going anyway.
Before turning the shower head on, I checked the water, ensuring it was hot. I turned, sliding the bathroom door shut before I stripped down. I stepped under the shower, making sure it was hot enough. I felt my shoulders relax and closed my eyes, just listening to the water.
My mind traveled to a calmer world where my problems didn't exist. It was nice, and I sighed, letting the water wash over me.
I then could feel the way that Lucas squeezed my thighs, and I snapped my eyes open. Shit. I should have gone for a cold shower instead. A hot shower wasn’t going to help me get over this.
I just needed to shower quickly. I grabbed my shampoo and started to lather up my hair. I scrubbed, trying to ignore the thoughts blooming.
I heard a knock on the door, and then it opened. "Hey, Gina? Sorry, I need a few things in here."
I stiffened and poked my head out. Lucas stood in the door, no shirt on with just his boxers again. My eyes froze as I took in his bulge, and my thighs clenched together.
I quickly looked away, turning my attention to the tile and imagining it was the prettiest thing I'd ever seen. My face felt hot. "You…I.." I stuttered, unable to find my words.
"I'll be quick," he said, walking towards the counter. His eyes were already scanning the space, reaching for his deodorant.
The shower door was a thick glass, so it wasn't like he could see anything, but knowing he was in the same space as my naked body made my entire body grow hot.
I moved, going under the water. I closed my eyes, trying to be anywhere but there. I scrubbed at my head, imagining I was far away, sitting alone in my apartment surrounded by all my plants. There were no problems, no half-naked man a foot away from me.
"I'll be at work most of the day. Do you have plans?" he asked, and I could hear he was yawning as he asked.
"Yeah," I said, nodding my head. "I'll be working on the house."
I suddenly smelled his cologne and realized he must have sprayed it. I swallowed, feeling my mind grow foggy. It was an intoxicating smell that I couldn't ignore.
I leaned back against the tile and took a slow breath in. My body felt hot, too hot suddenly. And my wolf, she wasn't timid. She growled with need, want, really. I had denied her for so long.
I swallowed, closed my eyes, and slid my hand down my stomach. I shook, feeling my breath pitch as I traveled down. It was a bad idea, but if I didn't do something, I was going to go crazy with need.
"Did you sleep okay last night?" Lucas asked.
I slid my middle finger over my clit, feeling it was pulsing, and I was slick down there. I bite hard onto my lip, nodding my head. "I slept fine," I said breathily. I placed my other hand against the tile to keep myself up.
"Good. I was worried you wouldn't after Chris. I was right. Still a big prick. Hasn't changed. I think he’s become an even bigger asshole than he was before. Someone should really punch him; maybe it would put him back in place."
I rolled my finger over my clit exactly how I knew I liked it. I felt my knees growing weak, shaking as I took deep breaths. I swallowed, feeling the steam surrounding the space, coating the shower door and the tile.
I could hear Lucas moving, and knowing he was in the bathroom as I did this only made me feel even hotter. I wondered what he would say if he knew what I was doing just a foot away from him behind glass. I stared at his shape, taking in how tall he was.
I wondered what kind of lover he was. Was he a rough lover who took what he wanted, ravaging a body, or was he a gentle lover? Did he take his time, leaving marks as he moved?
I swallowed, sliding my other hand down and pressing a finger inside myself. I bite harder on my lip to keep myself from moaning. I was soaking wet, my finger slick with my own bodily fluids.
"Gina, did you hear me?"
I closed my mouth, knowing if I said anything, it was going to come out broken. I nodded my head. "Yeah," I said, rubbing my finger rougher over my clit. "He's a prick," I said, breathy.
I slid a second finger into myself and curled my finger up exactly where I knew I liked it. I softly moaned and instantly regretted it because it echoed around me louder than the water. I stiffened, suddenly regretting it.
"Are you okay?" he asked, his voice shifting into concern. “I figured you would have plenty to say about him.”
I froze, looking at the glass. I knew that Lucas couldn't see what I was doing, only the outline of my body. I shook my head. "I'm fine. Just...just have a lot on my mind."
"A lot of dirty thoughts," my wolf purred. “Are you imagining if it was him? If it was his fingers curling inside you?”
I continued to move my fingers, feeling that build-up was beginning in my belly. I could hear Lucas moving around, and I softly moaned, praying the water covered the sound this time. But as embarrassed as I was, I didn’t stop. I couldn’t stop.
I could see his body moving, and his hand was placed against the glass. His fingers were sprayed out, and I stared at them. "Gina, are you sure you're okay? You sound…off. Are you crying?"
My eyes took in how large his hand was. I could still remember his fingers on my thigh, and I suddenly imagined how they would feel inside me. I suddenly wanted that, and I clenched my fingers at the thought. I so badly wanted his fingers taking place where mine was. His would stretch and fill me more than my own would.
I inhaled sharply. "Yeah…. I'm fine….just…soap in the eyes." I lied, feeling my orgasm building. I was so close, and it would be so easy to just let myself cum. I wondered what he would say if I did.
But as badly as I wanted that, I stopped quickly, realizing what I was doing. I was masturbating with him just a foot away from me. God, if he knew what I was doing!
It was like the fog cleared, and I yanked my hand away and took a deep breath. My wolf was angry that I'd stopped pleasing myself.
This was bad. Jesus, if he knew... God....he...
"He would what?" my wolf asked. "He's our mate. You think he wouldn’t want to join us?”
I shook my head, needing to leave the space, and suddenly embarrassed myself. I couldn’t believe my behavior.
I turned the water off and reached out, grabbing my towel. I quickly wrapped it around myself and stepped out of the shower. I could feel the water traveling down my body, dripping onto the rug below me.
Lucas stood, his arms crossed, as he looked at me. His biceps were bulging, and his eyes scanned me. I swallowed as his head tilted to the side. He frowned. "Are you getting sick? You're all red."
I nodded. "Possible. I'm going to go lay down for a while."
As I started, Lucas stepped forward, and I paused. My body tensed up, wondering if he could smell me. He gave me a gentle smile. "If you need anything, let me know."
I swallowed, inhaled his scent, and clenched my thighs tightly. I gave him a smile in return before I slipped past him. I could feel the heat rising once more as I made my way out of the bathroom.
I headed down the hallway and hurried to my bedroom. Once inside, I leaned against the door. It was silent, besides the water dripping onto the hardwood floor. I could hear the bathroom shut and knew I had a few minutes.
I dropped my towel and slid my hand back down. I circled my clit, and pressed my head back. I bite hard onto my cheek as I feel that build-up growing once more. I closed my eyes and let my mind drift. I knew it was probably a bad idea, but I couldn't help myself.
It was better if I was in my own room, at least.
I imagined it was Lucas's hands on me and that it was his fingers inside me. I imagined it was him pinning me against the door, telling me to stay still as he slid a finger inside me. I slid my fingers in and out quickly, holding back a moan as I felt my orgasm build up.
I imagined he would growl at me, taking in the sight of me turned on. I imagined he would move his hands faster, sliding a second finger into me. So, I did. I slid another finger inside me, feeling my orgasm just there.
And this time, instead of stopping, I left myself cum.
I crashed down hard and had to cover a hand over my mouth to stop it from echoing around my room. I tumbled, slack against the wall, and closed my eyes.
This was dangerous territory.
" But oh so fun, " my wolf purred, clearly proud of herself. " Now, imagine if he'd actually been the one to do it."
Dangerous indeed.