Lucy's POV

I open my eyes and immediately regret doing so when light pouring through the window blinds me. I take a minute to adjust and remember the events of last night. We slept together. Ian and I. Things were going to be different from here one out. I don't know how, but they will.

Taking a quick sweep around the room, I am soon able to notice how nice it is (despite our garments scattered in various places on the floor). I've been over to Ian's before, but never up in his bedroom. He had an en suite and I nice big window that has a small balcony. In the right corner he has a huge bookcase. I smirk a little thinking about what a book geek he is. Very similar to his on screen character, just without all the 'dating high schoolers' deal.

I look around some more and spot a beautiful analog clock on his wall. I take a stronger look and see that it's 1:15 p.m. 1:15! Did we really sleep in this late? Well, then again we did get up to some stuff… multiple times. I recall last night's events: we fucked, then talked, the fucked, then chatted, the fucked, and joked… and fucked once more. (With some hearty rest in between, of course). But I do have to admit, it was fun. And I was able to get rid of some… frustration, persay.

I roll over on my side to see a very sleepy Ian chest down on the mattress still sleeping. He looks adorable. His hair is a complete mess, he's drooling a little, and he has morning breath, but nevertheless, adorable.

Being careful not to wake him up, I tip-toe out of his bed (still naked from last night's activities) to his bathroom, gently closing the door as to not make a sound. I desperately need a shower. My body smells like sweat and sex… which are not exactly the finest smells in the world.

Sick of feeling sticky, I walk to the shower and pass a mirror on the way. Nothing really surprises me about the way I look: sex hair, makeup under the eyes, and other morning after aesthetics. But what makes me do a double take is all the dark purple and blue hickeys that cover a lot of my neck, collarbones, and decolletage. I silently curse Ian for leaving such artwork. How the hell am I supposed to cover this up?! Well that's what happens when you do it four times in one night, Luc!

Shrugging it off and figuring I'll find a way to fix it later, I go ahead and run the shower water until it nice and steamy. I step in and let the water run all over my body and let out a sigh. There was something so soothing about a hot shower. I lather up shampoo in my hair and rub the soapy suds all over my body.

My mind wanders to the events of last night. God I never expected things to be so… good? To be honest I don't know exactly what I was expecting, but I didn't imagine our bodies would work together they way they did. Or that he would make me as satisfied as he did. Or that it would go so well and I would enjoy it as much as I did.

My body shivers as I think about the way he touched me and caressed me. And his physique! We had filmed several topless scenes together before, but I never expected him to be so- well- big. I breathy moan escapes my lips when I feel a pool of wetness form between my legs. Subconsciously, my hand slide down towards my crotch and I don't even notice it's there until I sigh at my fingers slipping through the lips of my cunt, but I don't hesitate to continue. I imagine different scenarios as I rub my clit and let a few fingers enter my tight core. I think about past lovers or some of my favorite positions with a faceless man, but my mind always wanders back it Ian. Just the thought of him gets me more and more excited. I think of Ian and me last night and how he was able to pleasure me. The image of his fingertips lightly grazing across my bare neck and shoulders makes my walls clench harder around my fingers that are now quickly thrusting in and out of me. To push my over the edge, I think of Ian making love to me, softly and sweetly. I press down on my clit and all that causes me to climax.

I slide my fingers out of me and catch me breath. Oh my god. Did I really just get myself off in Ian's bathroom?! The thought of him possibly hearing me enter my mind and my cheeks turn bright red; I know I can tend to be loud. Wait. Oh my god. Did I really just get myself off in Ian's bathroom to Ian and I making love?! I get it. We're friends with benefits now. It's not that weird for me to be thinking of Ian having sex together or casually hooking up. But the thought of him and me being so intimate and romantic getting me to climax?

I shrug it off. I've never done something like this; I'm sure it's normal to image something like that with a benefriend. I quickly finish off my shower before I let myself over think things. I grab a towel, dry myself off, and quietly tip toe back into the bedroom to get changed.

Ian's POV

I squint my eyes open and yawn, still tired from last night. I roll over on my side and stretch my arms out for Lucy, but I find nothing but empty bedsheets. Confused, I look around, but then I hear the sound of running water and figure she must be taking a shower, so I relax my head back on my pillow and look up at the ceiling.

Wow. Last night was- wow. Our bodies worked so well together. I always have found Lucy attractive, I'm not blind, but I never expected her to be that sexy. She's so cute and bubbly most of the time, which is adorable, but gives her a childish and innocent glow. But she is nothing like that in bed…

My thoughts are interrupted when I hear a moan coming from the bathroom. At first I figured I must have imagined it, given my thoughts were still focused on last night, but then I hear it again.

Oh my god. It can't be. Is it? I picture what Lucy might be doing in the shower and I must admit it is quite a turn on. Stop it! I push away the thoughts before it comes my member can catch up with my mind. I hear one last moan coming from the shower and chuckle a little. Lucy sure does have a healthy libido.

The water stops running and a couple minutes later Lucy steps out of the bathroom in just a towel. Her skin glistens and her hair is up in a loose bun. I can't help but notice how beautiful she is.

"Good morning," she says. She starts going around the room and collecting her clothes in her arms. My breath hitched as she bends over, revealing her bum as she picks up her shirt.

"Good morning." My eyes follow her around the room until she has collected all of her clothes. "Did you enjoy your shower?" I asked with a hit on teasing in my voice. Lucy's cheeks turn pink and she looks at her feet. "Yeah, it was nice."

I slowly get out of bed, my eyes never leaving her body, and take several strides until I reach her. She looks up at me with innocent eyes. "Last night was…" I start, but I don't really know how to finish the sentence.

"Amazing." she offered. I didn't expect her to say that. I was probably getting false signals, but there was something about the way she said it that made me wonder if she felt something more than just the sex.

I just smile and slightly nod my head and lean down to pull her into a deep kiss. Let's just say we didn't start getting ready for another 40 minutes.

Author's Note:

I'm so sorry I haven't updated in a while. I'm working crazy hours and I'm also back at school and I've been really busy. Thanks for still following the story. I'll try not to leave such a long break between chapters in the future!