Chapter 4

Ugh! Why was I being tortured like this? My body was aching it was wound up so tightly, desire coursing thick and hot through my veins. I wanted desperately to reach out and pull Lucy against me, ease some of the torment that my body was going through. The temptation was overwhelming, consuming nearly every ounce of resistance I had inside me. She was so close, her luscious figure lying only a few feet away and I could hear her light breathing while she drifted to sleep.

The past few days had been agonizing… but what a sweet agony it was.

I thought back to the first night Lucy had stayed over. She'd been so adorable, stumbling around my house with a bright blush staining her cheeks from the alcohol. Several times I'd wanted to reach out for her but luckily I'd been strong enough to hold back from that embarrassment. It had been close though, especially when she'd tumbled off of the couch and banged her head. My hands had begged to roam over her body, teased by the small bit of contact I'd been allowed while I'd looked at her head. I hadn't wanted to leave her that night but if I had stayed another second I probably would have tackled her on to the couch and ravaged her.

Then, of course, the next day had been filled with incidents that had made lust simmer within me. The accidental intimate position our bodies had wound up in when I'd tried to wake her up on my couch, the wonderful feel of her fingers gliding over my scalp, the jaw dropping bathing suit she'd worn in the hot tub and then… the height of it all, the moment when my face had been just mere inches from hers and I'd wanted so badly to kiss her after I'd tried to steal her notebook. I'd almost deluded myself at that moment, letting myself think for just a second that she might actually be interested in me by the way she'd looked up at me but when I'd dipped my head just a fraction of an inch, I'd felt her body shudder and immediately I backed away, afraid I was upsetting her.

When I had woken the next morning and found her missing from the room I'd panicked, thinking that maybe I really had upset her the night before. I'd searched everywhere, my stomach knotting at the prospect of losing my best friend. That's when I'd found her, talking to that blue haired man who'd looked like he had wanted to devour her where she sat. Rage had bubbled inside me and a strange feeling had crept into my bones, making me almost shake with an unknown emotion while I watched the man press his lips to Lucy's hand. I'd wanted to rip his head off and incinerate it. Never in my life had I felt such overwhelming jealousy… yes jealousy. I'd figured it out later that that was what it was but I hadn't wanted to admit it at the time.

Any animosity I had felt quickly disappeared though the instant Lucy's arms had surrounded me, pulling me against her when we'd first started our trek to Rosendale after she'd yelled at me for being in a foul mood. It had felt so wonderful, the action soothing my crazy emotions. I could have stayed that way forever.

Now I lay here, my body once again pulsing with need. I'd tried to stay away from her when I'd felt the urges building again, coming on even stronger than usual after returning to the small shop that we were now lying in. I'd positioned myself on the opposite side of the room, keeping myself at a safe distance but Lucy had been so tempting and when she'd walked out of the bathroom wearing her skimpy night clothes and then bent over to put her stuff away I'd snapped… a certain part of my anatomy stirring quickly to life at the sight of her rounded derriere on display in front of my eyes. I'd gotten into the bathroom just in time to conceal the massive hard-on growing beneath the fabric of my pants and it had taken several minutes of deep breathing and forced images of Happy (the most un-sexual thing I could think of) to alleviate the strain before I could change into my shorts and walk back out.

The rest of the night had gone by pretty much the same way, me fighting the near constant urge to stare at her gorgeous face or gaze overlong at her large perky breasts.

I looked over at her now sleeping form. She'd rolled over a few minutes ago and was now lying on her side facing me. My eyes had adjusted to the darkness in the room and I could see her features much clearer now. Several strands of her blonde hair had fallen over her face and I wanted to brush it back the way she'd brushed mine back a little while ago. Slowly I reached out, flexing my fingers as I got near her and then gently touched her face, pushing the fallen hair away and then trailing my fingers over her soft cheek. God, she was so beautiful.

I wanted to continue the path of my hand, trace the edge of her jaw and then skim over the column of her neck. I could imagine my hand moving south, caressing her soft skin and then cupping a large soft breast. Mmm… My member, which seemed to be in a perpetual semi-hard state, twitched lustfully and hardened even more. I reached a hand down and slid my fingers beneath the fabric of my shorts, palming my thick erection and them wrapping my fingers around the rock hard length. I want to groan but resisted, petrified that the sound would wake her up.

'What the hell am I doing?' I screamed at myself, snatching my hand out of my drawers like it had just been burned. Lucy was literally three feet away. How could I even think of touching myself like that with her so close? But the ache was still there and I couldn't keep still, my body shifting uncomfortably from position to position till finally I couldn't take it any longer and reached down my body to cup the bulge between my legs. Fuck, I wanted her so badly. I pushed the waist band of my shorts down and freed my weeping length, careful that the blanket cover was still concealing my hand and then started to stroke myself with long, slow movements.

I must be out of my mind to be doing this. If she woke up… my body shuddered, my dick growing harder in my hand. My pace increased, my hips flexing slightly with every pump of my fist. I turned my head to the side and let my eyes rest on Lucy's thinly clad breasts. A shallow moan slipped up my throat and I quickened my pace yet again. My blood was pumping so fast in my veins and I could hear my heart pounding inside my ears. My chest was literally heaving as I struggled to hold back my raspy breaths, my hand fucking my dick and then Lucy sighed heavily in her sleep, the sound so erotic it made my gut clench and my balls tighten.

"Shit!" I breathed and then bucked my hips up, shoving my cock into my fist. My gaze wandered down her body, imagining the blanket being missing. I could picture myself pushing her over on to her back, settling my body between her lusciously thick thighs and guiding my arousal to her… Oh God, fuck! I quickly covered the tip of my cock with my other hand and spurted hot semen into my palm, my hips thrusting forward as if burying themselves within Lucy's body.

Lucy was still lying beside me, her breath going in and out evenly like she was still deep asleep. I released a sigh of relief, my heart still beating in my ears.

Now, about my hand…

I quietly threw back the covers of my bed and walked around Lucy's sleeping form to the nearby bathroom, closing the door behind me and then turning on the light. I washed my hands and then threw some cool water on my face and neck, still letting my body unwind from my exertions and then made my way back out to my bed and laid back down.

I would have thought it would be easier to fall asleep now, having 'relieved' myself but unfortunately that wasn't the case. My hard-on never really went away, only tamed down a bit so it wasn't quite as uncomfortable but I did eventually fall asleep, waking up a bit later in the night with something warm and incredibly soft in my hand…

To be continued

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