As the hot water ran down my body, I held on to the wall in front of me, maybe for support. I felt like I was falling for this girl and that meant that I was losing control. Control was the one thing that kept my anxieties in check these last two years. Thinking of Vicky’s dark green eyes and her small body made my dick hard again. I knew with everything that would be going on in my house that night I should release myself then and not heighten my torture later. I usually didn’t masturbate that often but I felt the need for a second release. I began to rub my hand over my cock. I picked up pace and tightened my hold as I thought of how good she would feel coming around it. My thoughts pushed me over the edge as warm semen spurted out of me, causing my body to tense. I wish I could say that I felt relief after coming but I didn’t, it wasn’t enough. I picked up the bottle of body wash and lathered up my hands and washed my body. Then I stepped out of the shower and put on a white tank top and boxer briefs. Most men are shirtless at the parties, but I didn’t need people gaping at the bullet wound in my stomach and wondering what the hell happened to me. I raked my fingers through my wet hair and walked out of the master suite toward the same spot I took up last time, watching the crowd from the second floor.
Chapter 17
Vicky
I walk through the front door of Luc’s apartment and right away I spot some familiar faces from a few nights back. I didn’t need to wear a jacket tonight, so the only thing I pass the coat check is my dress. I walk over to the bar and take a flute of champagne. Everyone seems to be involved in conversation or busy one way or another. I spot Luc speaking with a tall redhead at the top of the stairs. Her arm is sitting on his shoulder and he isn’t flinching. Two can play this game asshole, I think to myself as I take the stairs a little too quickly in my Jimmy Choos. As I pass by Luc, he moves in to place a hot kiss on her lips. The woman is tall with pale skin and large breasts. She was wearing a rose-colored lace bra and panties that leave little to the imagination. Hot burning jealousy claws its way up my throat and I know it must be the effects of too many rums and Cokes. I couldn’t be this upset from seeing Luc with another woman. I just couldn’t. I fucked another guy in front of him not that long ago. My feelings for him couldn’t have deepened this quickly. It’s impossible.
As I made my way into the first bedroom, I had one thing on my mind and that was to find the first willing handsome guy and fuck him, while fucking Luc right out of my system. As I entered the first room, I noticed that things had been set up a little differently tonight. There was a blue fluorescent light that made my skin glow blue. Along with the addictive R&B beat in the background, my blood was burning hot watching the seductive positions taking place in the room. Off to the left a man had pressed a woman against the wall, while her legs wrapped around his waist. He was pumping into her hard, rubbing her back against the wall. On the large bed was another couple. The woman’s long blonde hair splayed across the bed as she lay on her back spread eagle. In between her legs was a muscular man with dark hair. On the other side of the room were two men and two women carrying on conversation while drinking champagne. I didn’t know if they were couples or just mingling. As I was getting ready to turn out of the room, one of the men turned his head and called out to me, “Hey, come on over.”
I stopped mid-stride and walked over to the group, who checked me out with appraising gazes as I made my way over to them. “Hey, I’m Tyler.” The man that had invited me over extended his hand. “This is Trish and Tina and that’s Denver.”
“Hi, I’m Piper,” I said, extending my hand. I had never lied about my name before but after what happened with Scott Wellington yesterday, I knew I had to be careful, especially since Bryce was not hiding the fact I was his daughter. I didn’t want to do anything to disgrace him. The group was talking about favorite sexual positions and I joined right in offering my own preferences. I noticed from the corner of my eye that Tyler had a hard time keeping his eyes from roaming my body. I didn’t mind the attention. He was tall and slender with wide shoulders. His hair was light brown and ruffled and his eyes were a beautiful hazel that meshed well with his mocha colored skin. Had Luc not seeped into every aspect of my being, I would have been more than excited to enjoy him.
“Would you like to try some of those positions?” Tyler leaned into my ear whispering.
I looked around the room; I was searching for Luc. Who was I kidding? “Yeah, sure,” I replied.
Suddenly Luc walked into the room holding the redhead's hand. He was making contact with her. He was touching her and not freaking out. She wrapped her arms around his neck and he lowered her onto the side of the bed pressing his firm body into her.
“Come.” I took Tyler by the hand and quickly wrapped my arms around his neck then I gave him a hot kiss that I knew surprised him when his eyes widened round. He wasn’t taken too aback though because his hands quickly wrapped around my waist while his tongue swirled with mine. I opened my eyes slightly to see the redhead clawing at Luc’s back. That caused my blood to boil. I pushed Tyler back and as the back of his knees connected with the bed he fell back on the bed and I fell on top of him. Both of us began to laugh and that caught Luc’s attention as he opened his eyes and watched as Tyler took my behind in a firm grasp, pushing me into his very erect cock. This didn’t faze Luc though or at least he didn’t show it. I knew that he was trained to put up a wall and so I wasn’t convinced. As I ran my hands up Tyler’s back, Tyler dipped his fingers between my legs and dammit I was wet. I didn’t even understand how. I was raging anger and lust balled up into one hot mess.
Suddenly the redhead began to moan loudly and it sounded like Luc might be fucking her. The thought drove me crazy, now I felt more than enraged. I felt like I could rip her eyes out. I couldn’t even focus on Tyler anymore. I knew I was still drunk but this was bullshit. I began to shove Tyler in the chest so he would get off of me. “Hey, is everything okay?” he asked, creasing his forehead. I didn’t blame him for the misunderstanding. One moment I had been a willing participant and the next I was shoving him off me like a crazed woman.
“I’m fine, I’m sorry I need to go,” I said, lifting off the bed and rushing out of the bedroom. Damn Luc if he was having sex with that woman. I was seething jealousy but more than that, I felt hurt. I cared for Luc. I wanted his attention to only be on me. As the thoughts of how much I cared for him bombarded my mind. I realized that I did this. I pushed him away even though he was kind, open, and caring. I pushed him into this. He hadn’t slept with a woman for two years and now he was going to fuck some slutty redhead. Tears began to swell in my eyes as I ran out of the room and into the main hallway on the second floor. I felt as if I could barely catch my breath. I wondered if I had pushed Luc far enough that any chance we had would now be over.
“I thought I would find you here,” a low deep smarmy voice said from behind me. I picked up my head and turned around feeling like the earth was dropping out from under me. He was here and I was in trouble. He slowly made his way over to me. “You look a little flustered, Vicky. Everything okay?” he asked, but there was no conviction behind the question, he didn’t care. I couldn’t respond. The fear was quickly sobering me up but I knew I had to think quickly.