Page 17 of Lucy
“Hey, Lauren, Lucy got attacked at work tonight and I’m gonna make sure she’s okay. Would you mind going home?”
“Are you fucking kidding me, Abel? She got attacked at work? Maybe she got what she deserved. She attacked me like a fucking animal simply because she doesn’t like you having a girlfriend. You need to learn how to stand up to her.”
It couldn’t have been possible to hate anyone more than I hated Lauren. She was trash and Abel was so much better than her. I folded my arms across my chest and listened for his response.
“You’re out of line, Lauren. I tell you my sister got attacked and all you can think about is petty shit?”
“I’m sorry, Abel but Lucy’s attachment to you isn’t healthy. I think you need to tell her to go somewhere else tonight.”
“You can go now, Lauren.”
“Are you serious? You’re putting me out for your sister?”
“Yes. What part ofshe got attackeddon’t you understand?”
“I guess there’s a lot I don’t understand.” The next thing I heard was the door slamming shut. I clapped my hands and did a quiet little happy dance, then started the water for my shower. I pulled off my clothes, tossed them in the hamper then walked around Abel’s room ass-naked. I saw Lauren’s clothes lying on the bed and tossed them on the floor where they belonged. Fuck her.
Abel’s footsteps were heavy coming upstairs. He paused when he saw me naked and tipped his head to one side to admire the view. “Jesus, Luce.”
“Wanna get in the shower with me?” I asked.
“I shouldn’t.”
“You should. How else am I gonna wash my back?”
“We’re getting close to that line we said we wouldn’t cross again.” He warned as he moved closer to me.
“I need you right now,” I pouted and his eyes honed in on my bottom lip. “You know how I get when I’m going through something.”
“That’s life, you’re always going to be going through something. We can’t be each other’s crutch all the time.” I hated that he was right. He was so damn comfortable for me though. We made each other a promise a couple of years ago that we’d stop fucking because things were getting too deep and too painful.
I had to keep that promise.
Abel was like feeding my hunger though. When my stomach growled, I fed it. When my pussy growled, I fed it.
I pulled away from Abel and went to the shower. Alone. I kept replaying that dirty bastard grabbing me at work and my skin crawled. I scrubbed harder. I scrubbed and scrubbed and scrubbed until my skin was bright red and raw. By the time I got out, I was sniffling and tears blurred my vision.
That shit was terrifying.
I’d been in a lot of dicey situations but nothing like that.
Abel took one look at me and pulled me against his chest. He didn’t care that I was soaking wet. He didn’t care that I was wetting his shirt with tears and shower water. He held me. Lines were so blurred that I couldn’t tell if I wanted him to hold me as my brother or as my man.
“It’s okay,” he sighed. “Let’s just be grateful that nothing happened to you. It could have been even more serious.”
“I know. It just…It scared the fuck out of me.” I hugged Abel and dug my nails into his strong back through his shirt. I needed to feel anchored to something. Once my sniffling subsided, I looked up at him. His eyes were beautiful and hazel and they made me want to do bad, bad things.
“We’ll go back to behaving after tonight.”
“We can’t fuck. You know that.” He was trying to hold on and I suppose I should have been trying too. I wanted to indulge though. I ignored his last words and kissed him, sucking on his lips, savoring each one.
Abel lifted me up and I wrapped my legs around his middle, pressing my pussy against him. He tossed my towel to the floor and we fell over on the bed in a tangle of limbs. His cock was so hard and I was so wet. We were seconds from stepping over a line we promised ourselves we wouldn’t cross again.
“Goddammit Lucy.”
“Abel, just put it in,” I whined. He slid his hot, throbbing erection against my cunt and when it grazed my clit I moaned and shuddered.
“You know I can’t. You remember what happened last time.” That memory was enough to keep me from pressing further. We both needed to cum though. “I’m going to make you cum just like this, Luce.” He guided his dick up and down my slit until he was covered in my juices. He pulled back and slapped my pussy a few times, sending delicious vibrations through my hot core.
