Wild Cards by R.C. Stephens

Author:R.C. Stephens [Stephens, R.C.]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2015-10-06T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18

Vicky

The alarm on my cell phone went off. I needed to get ready for work. I slowly tried to squirm out of Luc’s arms and he began to wake up too. The room was pitch black and I would have liked nothing more than to fall back asleep. As much as I felt emotionally exhausted, I was also feeling a little lighter that morning.

He placed a chaste kiss on my forehead and stood up. That’s all I get? Really?

“You had your tongue shoved down that redhead's mouth. Didn’t that scare you?” I didn’t mean to come off as sounding irritated, but my sexual frustration was growing especially with sleeping in such close proximity to him. I couldn’t help but feel his morning boner pressing into my behind.

“Vicky this place was jam packed with people last night. If I lost control, there would have been enough men here to put me in my place. Besides I told you I was good,” he said with a cocky grin.

“So why don’t you show me how good you are?” I called out to him as he stretched out his arms. His shirt lifted up giving me a nice view of a happy trail, I’d like to see more.

“I will show you, you can count on it…but not yet. I won’t let you use this thing between us to numb your pain, or whatever it is that you do. I want you to see this as a deep connection, not a temporary fix. I refuse to be your temporary fix,” he said, walking off to the bathroom.

My lips turned down as he closed the bathroom door, I’m not used to being rejected. A moment later I heard the toilet flush then the sound of running water. He must be taking a shower.

I peeled myself out of bed and walked into his master en-suite bathroom. It was the size of my bedroom back home. Luckily the toilet had a private room and I stepped inside to relieve my bladder. When I was done I stepped out. Glass doors surrounded the shower and Luc had them all steamed up, preventing me from a clear view of his naked form. I pulled his large white t-shirt over my head and sauntered over to the shower door. Luc was facing the wall and was rinsing shampoo from his head. I stepped into the shower but his eyes were still closed. I closed the shower door quietly and hugged him from behind.

He flinched, “Shit, Vicky what are you doing?” he asked, swinging around and opening his eyes. I didn’t answer and as his eyes roamed over my body, the gold flecks in them turned to smoldering flames, as his large cock stood to attention. I’m hoping he would reach forward and claim my lips or maybe touch my breasts, but he did neither. Instead he brought me in by the shoulders and put me in front of the multiple shower jets. It felt like a delicious massage against my sore bones.

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