of the bag he was handed by his mum.
“So, did your mother make you a packed lunch?” I ask. “Very manly.”
From the look on his face, I can’t help but laugh. “Very funny, she saw me starting it and took over.”
“So, you had this planned?” I ask. I’m very surprised.
“Of course. I had to make up for last night.” He answers. “Nothing happened by the way.”
“No, I knew that.” I smile. “Thank you.”
“You don’t need to thank me, Lauren. I wanted to look after you. I was just worried by your reaction this morning.” Brandon lays down cans of Coke and looks to me. “I’m sorry about Drew.”
At this I laugh. “No, that was a little awkward but it’s not your fault. It was mine for getting drunk.” I groan.
Brandon’s face darkens. “I’ve already sorted Duke and West.”
“What!” I shriek.
“Don’t worry, they’re not dead.” He chuckles. “They should be after getting you like that though.”
“No, that was all me.” I place my hand on his. “Don’t do anything about something that was on me.”
Brandon looks to our hands and nods. “Let’s eat.”
Chapter 37
The next morning, I wake with a very strange sensation between my legs. My fingers are soaking and my pussy is tingling, so much so that my thighs keep clenching. I think my body is craving a release and I don’t know how I feel about that.
I look over to see that Natasha isn’t in bed, and I listen out for her in the bathroom but there’s no noise. “Tash?” I shout, but I get no reply.
I’m all sweaty from god knows what I’ve been doing while I’ve been sleeping, so I decide to take a shower. I make sure to lock the bathroom door behind me and strip naked. When the room is filled with steam from the shower, I jump in and let the hot water soothe me. I let an appreciative groan slip from my mouth as I wash my hair and then let my hands wander down my body. I start to daydream about Brandon as my hands smooth over my skin and weirdly, for the first time since I was taken, I think about playing with my nipples.
The thought won’t leave my head, and without thinking I feel my hands reach up to my breast and softly caress the outer area of my nipple. My breathing deepens and I go for it, I flick my hardened peak and continue round and around. The sensation feels amazing and it’s not long until I need more. I feel nervous and a little scared. Should I be doing this? Is this right? Is it too soon?
I don’t know what is right or not, but I do know that I want to feel something down there and one of my hands leaves my breast to travel down between my legs. I bite down on my lip, wanting this and needing it all at the same time. As I take hold of my mound, and let a single finger slip through, it feels as if I’m am gaining some control back over my body. It’s silly, I know, but as my finger toys with my swollen clit the feeling of control becomes stronger.
The water washes over me as I pleasure myself, but it feels like it’s so much more than that. Images of Brandon and his mouth watering body full of tattoos, flash behind my closed eyelids as I continue my self-inflicting bliss.
I sink to the floor of the shower, pulling my face from the spray of the shower but letting it still wet my body. I open my legs wide so I have plenty of room to play. I rub softly up my clit and then down, dipping my fingers inside and then back up again. Repeating and repeating until an orgasm surprises me and tears roll down my face as I do.
It takes a while for my breathing to get back under control and I leave the shower. Wrapping myself in a towel, I find Natasha has returned when I open the door.
“Finally!” She shouts, pushing past and slamming the door behind her. She reappears a short time later and sits on her bed. “I thought I was going to pee myself.”
“Sorry.” I laugh, thinking about what I was doing in there as I make my way to my wardrobe and decide on what to wear.
“So, the word around town is that you and Grim are a thing.” I turn to see her eyeing me.
“Of course