Chapter 5

This chapter is a little steamy ;)

I am so glad It's the weekend, time for much-needed relaxation. This week has been hell for me, time for a bubble bath and reading time.

I left my room with my towel wrapped around my petite frame. I held my current favorite book, a bottle of wine, and a glass, close to my chest so they wouldn't fall. It's not very often where I feel like I have to take the stress off, but this week has been unlike any other. I'm still getting used to Garfield, but it seems like we are getting along pretty well, for now.

"Hey, Rae. Are you busy tonight?" Garfield ran into me in the hallway, we always seem to run into each other in this spot. I almost dropped the things out from my hands, he startled me with his abruptness. He clasped his hands over mine to stop my things from falling. I blushed but put on an annoyed face.

"It's fine I got it." I said in a quiet voice. I stepped away, his touch felt so warm.

"Shit sorry I didn't mean to scare you." He awkwardly scratched the back of his neck. His eyes scrolled down to the items in my hand and peered.

"Well, I was going to ask if you had any plans for tonight but I guess you do?" He pointed to the items near my chest. He let go of a tense chuckle then looked up into my eyes.

"Yes. I was going to take a bubble bath." I told. He started to snicker.

"You take baths?" He shot me with a look of boyish charm, I couldn't help but get defensive, I think my ears turned bright red.

"Is there something wrong with that?" I questioned.

"No nothing, but aren't baths for like little girls or something?" He joked.

"I take them when I want to relax Garfield." I calmly explained.

"Like how I go out on runs?" He asked innocently.

"Sure, like that." I'm sure I had a look of irritation on my face right about now.

"What do you need to relax from?"

"Maybe from this tedious conversation." I groaned.

"Sorry sorry." He laughed again, "Well I was going to ask if you wanted to go out to the club with me and the group tonight. It'll be fun!" He smiled. The club? Being surrounded by pounding music and blinding lights? No thank you.

"No thank you, Garfield, but I'd really rather just relax in my bathtub tonight." I eloquently spoke. His shoulders slumped. You could tell my answer disappointed him.

"Well alright. Have fun with your bath." He walked away through the front door. If I was being honest I felt the slightest ting in my heart when he became disappointed. I like his smile so much more than his frown.

He captured my lips in a sea of kisses. His tongue dipped into my mouth carefully yet assertively. We kissed in a beautiful rhythm, I never wanted it to stop. He moved away and I whined, missing his warmth. He stared into my eyes for a moment, a moment that seemed to have lasted forever. His pools of green encapsulated me into him and this moment. He drew closer to my neck, I could feel his tepid breath brush against my collarbone. I was only aching for his touch. He gave a soft lick, I moaned, he breathed again, then devoured my skin into his mouth. I moaned from the pleasure. I squeezed my eyes shut and forever just wanted to live in this moment. I heard moans and thumps playing off in my ear. They kept getting louder and louder the more he kissed and sucked. Moans of pleasure and pulsing thumps. They got louder and louder, harder and harder when suddenly, I woke up.

I found myself in my bathtub. The bubbles we all dissolved and the candles were fading. I lifted my hands from the lukewarm water and saw they were all pruney. God, how long was I in here? I looked to the bathroom floor and saw half of the bottle of wine was gone. I guess I fell asleep. I started to lift myself out of the tub when I heard what woke me up.

"Oh fuck Gar harder." I heard a woman groan. What the fuck? I heard thumps coming from Garfield's room and what sounded like ham being slapped against another piece of ham. Fuck seriously? Right while I'm in the bathroom. She kept moaning. She sounded like a dying seal. It was disgusting. As disgusting as the sounds were, they were intriguing. I put my ear closer to the wall and tried to ignore the idiot girl. I heard him. I heard Garfield panting and groaning, ever so softly. It sounded so… sexy. I tried to move even closer to the wall, my ear smushed now.

"Fuck…" He moaned. I bit my lip.

I could only imagine him in there. His muscles flexing, his moans more clearly, pounding himself into m- what am I thinking? He's my roommate and nothing more. Why am I thinking about him this way? Dreaming about him… What's wrong with you Raven? I tried to ignore the noises. I moved my ear away from the wall and sunk into my bath water. I really hope bringing girls home isn't a regular thing for him. Who am I kidding, he's an attractive, fit, young adult, he's definitely going to be bringing girls home often. I waited for the sounds to go away. When they're asleep I can sneak back into my room and hopefully, they don't realize I was awake the entire time they were fucking like animals.

I waited but the sounds never ceased, they just kept going, louder and louder. Damn, how much energy does this boy have? I couldn't help but wonder what he felt like, or how big he was. It's been so long since I've last had sex… I haven't felt so aroused in a while. My fingers crawled toward my center as if they had a mind of their own. I felt so hot and I needed a release. I shut my eyes and bit my lip. I drowned out the sounds of the girl, and just focused on Garfield. I heard his soft pants and groans, them only echoing in my ear. I softly rubbed myself under the water. Slowly and carefully. I haven't done this in a while. He spewed out curses in his pleasure. It was so hot when he did that. My hand traveled to my breast. I pinched and rubbed my erect nipple. My fingers sunk deeper into my core. I gasped at the penetration.

"Fuck…"

I spread my legs wider and moved lower in the bathtub, taking in more of my finger. I added my second one to help. I pistoned in and out faster with more strength. I laid my head back and let my thoughts take me. I imagined him in the tub with me, on top of me, fucking me into a wild abandon. The water spilling out with every one of his powerful thrusts. I moaned and held on to his back with dear life. If I let go I would float off into heaven, because I could never feel this type of pleasure on land. I squeezed my eyes shut and played with my breasts while simultaneously finger fucking myself harder and harder. Matching the rhythmic sounds of his thrusts on the other side of the wall. I could only imagine being on the other side of that wall, being the girl he was giving all his love to.

I couldn't help but let go of a long low moan. I was panting and giving soft moans now. I really hope he can't hear me. I spread my lips with the hand that was playing with my breasts so my fingers could go even deeper. As amazing as my fingers felt they weren't big or long enough to satisfy me. I rubbed my clit fiercely, splashing the water around me. Oh how badly I wanted a release.

"Shit I'm gonna cum." I heard Garfield groan. His moans and pants were getting louder with every passing second. His sounds were so sexy they were driving me over the edge.

"Shit. Fuck. Fuck." He kept repeating like a mantra. I replicated his words as I rubbed and fucked myself harder. I was almost there too. I was so close to having the best orgasm in my life. My chest rose and fell out of the water with my heavy panting. My forehead was beaded with sweat. The bathroom mirrors were slightly fogged and it wasn't from the bath water. Fuck I've never felt so lustful in my life. His movements were accelerating and were delivered with more force. I could tell he was almost there, as was I.

"Shit I'm coming." I heard him growl. It was so clear as if I was in the room with him. My fingers were relentless inside my wet cunt. I was moaning and panting, going fucking crazy. His thrusts were difficult to make apart now, he moaned and cursed and heaved. I let go of everything and came. My body shook from my head to my toes. And suddenly he stopped. It was silent. He came. Well I did say I wanted to relax.

I stepped out of the tub once I knew they were asleep. I heard his light snoring and her deep breathing from the thinness of these walls. I unplugged the tub and the water drained silently. I wrapped myself in my fluffy towel, grabbed my things, and blew out the candles. Well, that was an interesting experience… Never thought that would ever happen. I smiled softly to myself and blushed. I covered my face and rubbed my palms against it. I sighed. I quietly opened the bathroom door, closed it, then entered my room. I closed my door with a sigh of relief. I crawled into my bed and slept.

The next morning I was awakened by the sun. I sat up, stretched, and rubbed my tired eyes. It's a new day. I stood up and wrapped myself in my black silk robe. I fell asleep basically naked just in my towel last night because I was too tired to change into my pajamas and I was too tired to change now. My roommate and his concubine were probably hungover from last night. I.E. not awake yet. I exited my room, relieved myself in the bathroom and walked to the kitchen ready to start a cup of tea. I turned the corner but saw a figure standing right in the middle of my kitchen.

She had long straight blonde hair, extremely disheveled, probably from last nights adventure. I saw her wearing a shirt as a dress, ending right below her ass. The shirt looked familiar. She was skinny, she didn't seem to have any curves on her whatsoever. She looked like a skeleton. She turned around too quick for me to hide from her.

"Oh, you must be Rachel!" She yelled and came up to me with a hug. She smelled of alcohol and bad breath, I tried not to breathe her in. Her hair was scratchy and in my face, her skin was clammy. She let go and I could see her face. She had light blue eyes, smeared with black makeup. She looked like a whore if I've ever seen one. I instantly didn't like her. I cleared my throat.

"Raven." I deadpanned.

"What?" She asked. I rolled my eyes and spoke louder.

"My name is Raven."

"Oh sorry." She laughed. "I've heard so much about you from Garfield. You're his roommate right?" She asked. Well no shit idiot girl. Your moans sound like a dying seal by the way.

"Yes." I started to walk past her but she stopped me in my tracks.

"He didn't mention how pretty you were!" She laughed, yet her eyes looked crazed. I sneered at her and tried to walk away again.

"I'm Terra." She held out her hand for me to shake it. I looked down to her boney hand. Garfield walked in before I had to touch her again. Thank God.

"Hey, Rae. I see you've met Terra." He put his arm around her and brought her in close. She smiled and grabbed his face down to kiss her. I inwardly puked.

"Sure did." I drawled. I turned around and started making my tea.

"How was your night?" He let her go and stood by my side.

"It was fine." I shared. I was not about to tell him what I did in the bathtub to his sounds.

"Anything interesting happen?" He queried. He reeled closer to me. I ignored his strange actions.

"Not really," I muttered. Terra cut in before he could respond.

"Well, I gotta go my little baby bear. Will you call me?" She had her own clothes on now. A low riding denim mini skirt, a black tube top that was barely held up by her small breasts, and wedges. Yeah, she undoubtedly looked like a whore.

"Definitely." He smirked. She squealed and pinned him against the fringe to heavily make out with him. I turned away in disgust.

"See you later." She winked and blew a kiss as she left the apartment. I scoffed and he smirked. When the door closed I looked at him with disgust.

"I assumed your type were dumb blondes." I quipped to him. He got defensive and held his hands up.
"Hey, that's not true!" He whined. "It's dumb blonde with some boob." He laughed. I scoffed at him and put water to boil.

"Just kidding. I honestly have no type. She was just… easy." He spoke to me.

"Good to know you'll bang any girl to bed as long as she's in a skirt and opens her legs for you." I sneered at him.

"Okay, that's not true." He frowned. "I've just been in a rut that's all. And I couldn't exactly take any girls home to Vic's apartment since I slept on his couch." I looked at him quizzically.

"And maybe I like the look of blonde hair." He admitted. I turned away and got the tea bag ready.

"But honestly I would never go for her regularly. Did you see how she touched me? That bitch is crazy." He said.
"Well, you didn't seem to mind it last night." I remarked.

"Why am I explaining myself to you. Who I take to bed is none of your business." He huffed and crossed his arms.

"Yeah, I don't care. Just try to keep the sounds to a minimum okay?" I looked at him and crossed my arms.

"Fuck were we really being that loud? I'm sorry Rae." He apologized.

"It's alright. It wasn't too noticeable…" I moved my hair to cover my ears, they were turning red by now.

"Still I should've let you know I was going to be bringing someone over, but honestly I didn't think it was going to happen."

"Don't worry about it. I really don't care." I did care. I didn't want Garfield bringing home girls every night bothering me. Spreading their diseases everywhere. But Garfield and I are finally getting along, I don't want to bitch at him. I looked up at him and he looked down to me. He started to blush and I couldn't tell why but I didn't care. All I could focus on were on his eyes, and how they seemed to dance in the light. His faint freckles splattered across his cheeks and the way his mouth raises slightly more to the right when he smiles. The high pitched scream of the kettle brought me back into reality and we both backed away. I looked down to my chest and noticed my robe was very loose, almost exposing my chest. I cleared my throat and tied it tighter. I removed the kettle off the burner and turned off the heat.

"You should let me make it up to you. Can I take you to the bar tonight? My treat." He smiled his boyish smile. I chuckled.

"That seems more like a punishment and not a reward." I smirked at him.

"Damn I don't think I've ever seen you smile before." He seemed entranced. I let go of my smile and awkwardly looked away, I hope he didn't see me blush. He took my chin and turned my face to his "I like it though." He beamed. I burned hard. My hair can't save me from my cheeks turning red dammit. I completely forgot what he said before and agreed for whatever reason.

"Um, sure." I murmured.

"Sweet! The bar is it!" He jumped with excitement. Fuck. So that's what he asked.

I hope you guys liked this chapter :D What should happen at the bar? Haha. So I'm making a new rule because I am the worst. I won't post another chapter unless I get at least one review on the newest chapter. I know I'm the worst! But reviews make me happy and I want to see them! So it is up to you guys to keep this story going! Haha. Until next time ;)