The Story of Justice

Chapter 29 : The Switch Up

As soon as she felt her eyes flutter open, she knew something was off.

Her first clue was that she wasn't in her bed. The mattress felt different, the sheets felt softer against her skin. The second clue? The heat radiating off the huge man that had his arms wrapped around her, pressing her to his body.

Oh god. She thought.

Images flashed through her mind as she remembered what had happened last night. What she'd done. The things she'd said.

She looked down on the floor to see her robe, her night gown, and luc's jeans.
She gasped and pulled back the covers to see that she was in nothing but his t-shirt.

"Oh god!" She brought her hands up to her face in embarrassment. Who the hell did she think she was? And where were her knickers?!

This wasn't her. She didn't do things like that! Where had she even gotten the confidence?

Yeah but he liked it? She said to herself again.

Which was true.

He had to have liked it. Justice was smart enough to know that no man looked at a woman the way Luc looked at her, if he didn't like what she was doing.

She blushed, thinking back to way his hands had felt on her, to the way his body felt against hers, to the way they had both reacted to each other.

Ugh! Why was she getting all hot and bothered again?
It was time to get out of there. Before things got out of hand...

Delicately, she attempted to squirm out of Luc's arms. Only every time she moved, he pulled her in closer to him, gripping on to her as if he didn't want to let go.

Crap!
She didn't want to wake him, but she couldn't stay there either. She didn't even know what time it was. What if someone came in? Or what if someone was looking for her and realised she wasn't in her room?

With a quick glance behind her, she tried again, this time a little less carefully.

The more she tried to move, the tighter he held her. And the tighter he held her, the closer their bodies pressed together....

When she felt something hard pressing into her behind, she froze.

Had she ... Was that ...?

Her stomach jolted. Was it normal for all the feelings from the night before to come rushing back at once? Because that's exactly what was happening.

She wanted to move, but now she wasn't entirely sure in what direction.

She shifted again, determined to release herself from his vice like grip but wriggling her way out was only making his ... situation worse.

She felt him stiffen behind her.

Oh shit.

He was awake.

Justice didn't know what to do. Should she continue to move? Now that he was awake, he might be more inclined to let her go?

She squirmed again, this time softer, scared of  his reaction.

Warm hands that had been wrapped around her waist, suddenly moved to her hips, stilling her in place.

"Don't do that." He mumbled softly.

He was so close to her that when he spoke the words, it tickled the skin on her neck and she shuddered.

His voice was all deep and raspy, and in that moment she decided that it was the most attractive thing she'd ever heard.