Crushed
By DigitalAngelKC


"Excuse me..." Jeff said sheepishly as he walked into his hotel room's bathroom. He felt awkward walking in on her, since he barely knew her. "Ah, about last night..."

"It never happened" she stated as she pulled open the shower curtain.

Her body was dripping with water and she stood bold in front of him. Jeff took a step back. "Ah, what?" He was supposed to say that, why had she?

"Where you drunk?" she asked as she leaned down to shave her leg. She hated stubbles and made a point to shave everyday, sometimes twice. She was compulsive like that.

"Yeah, weren't you?" Jeff began to relax with her. She was bold but he enjoyed it.

"Ah, yeah, among other things" she answered sheepishly. "Can you can me that?" she pointed to the courtesy shampoo bottle next to the sink.

Jeff had to come closer to her to reach her hand, and she wasn't holding it out very far. Water sprayed on his arm. He glanced at her naked body. He didn't remember how beautiful she was, perhaps he didn't care or maybe it was because the lights were out, but he was pleased to see her now.

She stared washing her hair, completely ignoring her intruder, and the forgetting to close the shower curtain. He noticed a couple cuts on her arms. Two were vertical, one cut with precision and the other looked like it was down with a butter knife. The third was looked extremely red and deep, it was just below the other two, but horizontal.
"How did you get those cuts on your arm?" Jeff asked his guest.

She quickly moved her arm as to not be seen by Jeff and continued to rinse her hair. "Why you still here?" she said with an attitude. She turned around and saw her watcher had concerned eyes.

"I was mowing my lawn... we have this killer rose bush and I thought I was far enough away to not get caught in it." she lied.

Instinctively Jeff commanded "don't lie to me" he wasn't sure where that came from, it just came out.

She was shocked. Her eyes grew sad. "I don't deal with loss well" she said quietly.

Jeff took a step closer to her; again the spray from her shower was sprinkling on his face. He took her hand, it wasn't wrinkled from the water, it was soft. He glanced at her face to notice her eyes were shut.

Her body quivered to his touch. "Why did last night never happen?" he asked her. "I mean, once, yeah, ok, sure... that never happened... but four times? That can't be ignored." What the hell was he saying! He had come in to tell her that last night had never happened. He all intention of getting back together with his girlfriend and now he was defending his drunken actions from the previous night.

"I don't, I mean, usually I don't let things get in the way of my decision making... I've never..." she wasn't sure where her confidence had gone to. He was still touching her hand and she was beginning to feel self conscience about being naked in front of him.

Then it hit her! She was at the club with her best friend! "Where the fuck is your friend? He has my friend!" she yelled at Jeff as she took a step back out of his touch; her bold confidence had returned.

"What?" Jeff wasn't sure what she was referring to.

"If your friend hurts her... I swear to god! I will hunt him down and - and... arggg!" the hot water was running over her body turning it red hot.

"Shane? I'm not worried about him" Jeff tried to assure her.

"Ah, hello! He's a player. She's been through a lot lately and, and... Look, she knew who he was... and who you are.... I don't, but I guess she's been in love with this guy forever.... well, not in love, because she was in love with...

"She stopped cold. She couldn't say his name... his relationship to her... it hurt her still too much to think about him.

Again, Jeff took a step forward. His boxers were now getting soaked, and his body started turning red as the hot water hit it. She backed up against the wall. She was hoping he wouldn't ask her for more information, she couldn't lie to him, and she didn't know why. She looked down and saw he was standing in the shower with her. She hadn't realized this until just now. "You're all wet." she said with a concerned tone.

"You're wet too." Jeff said with a sinister smile. She blushed. His body was throbbing from the heat of the water, and so was hers. His touch sent shivers through her body; she wanted him. She remembered the crazy things they'd done the night before. Jeff leaned in to kiss her.

She was extremely shorter than him, but she seemed to have a commanding power over him. She gently pushed him off her lips, as much as she regretted it. "Look hun, I have to finish here, and find my friend. We need to get back home." Just then he trusted inside her and she moaned with excitement. "Don't lie to me" he whispered teasingly.
She started breathing hard. She wanted him to do that again. Her hand moved up to the top of the shower, looking for something to hold onto and her other hand wrapped around the back of his neck.

"Why are you so worried about your friend?" he asked her.

"She's my best friend." she answered truthfully awaiting his hip movement; but there was none. She looked at him with wanting eyes.

"I need more than that."

"I care about her?"

"More."

"She's my sister, and she needs her medication by a certain time otherwise she can get suicidal." she instinctively went back to making up lies.

Jeff started to leave her but she held on to him and said, "She's going through a major loss right now and having meaningless monkey sex isn't the best therapy for her."

Her words hit close to Jeff's heart and he looked at her with the hit of reality. He broke free from her and turned to leave the shower. She grabbed his hand and stated, "don't start something you aren't willing to finish" he turned to face her violently and grabbed her face which fit in his hand.

He kissed her vigorously and she mounted him. He started moving around inside her, feeling her pain, feeling her sole... he stopped kissing her long enough to breath. The oxygen went to his brain and allowed it to work for a split second "you were, ahhh, ahhh," he was having trouble getting out more than a moan because of the way her hips were moving - she rode him like no other had before.

He smacked her hard against the wall and she moaned from hurt and pleasure. The hot water still flowing over their bodies, making them throb uncontrollably. Jeff could think of nothing else than what he was feeling from her. She was wrapped around his thoughts. What her pain could be... what she was like when at peace...

"You ready?" he managed to ask her; he couldn't hold back much longer; he was hoping she was ready too. "Ahhh, yeaahhh" she was breathing hard and fast.

Jeff kissed her check and let her get off him.