39. The Blurred Lines.

[Claire]
I woke up with a start when the alarm went off and then I began to curse myself silently, it was my day off and I'd forgotten to turn off the darn alarm clock last night, but that wasn't the only reason why I was cursing myself.
My head pounded as I tried to open my eyes and it felt like an eighteen-wheeler had rolled over my head twice, I looked around the room and I noticed the mess, thankfully the curtain was still down so I didn't have to deal with the light sensitivity that usually came with a hangover.
I did have to deal with the memory loss though.
I frowned as I looked down at myself, my clothes were scattered across the room and I had slept in my birthday suit, I never do that, also there was a kind of wet patch on the sheets and I couldn't tell how it got there.
My breath smelt like hell and so I decided to fight through the migraine I was feeling and drag myself to the bathroom. I all but screamed when I looked at myself in the mirror.
My hair looked way worse than a scattered bird's nest and my mascara had discolored my eyes and cheeks in a very angry way, my face was also really red and I wondered if I was coming down with an allergy or something else.
I scrubbed my face clean and then went on to apply some cosmetics for the redness on my cheeks then I went out to clean the mess in my room and I swore loudly when my foot hit an empty bottle of red wine.
"How am I not dead?" I sighed and kept on clearing up.
I picked up my panties where it hung on my vanity mirror and I wondered how it got there. My bra was also found in a weird position and at that point, I just stopped thinking, I didn't even want to remember what I'd done last night because I knew that it would be cringe.
The last thing I found after I'd cleared up the mess was my phone. As soon as I picked it up, I regretted it because I went into a quiet and immediate flashback.
**Flashback**
"First take off your shirt." I gulped when I heard him say that and I really tried to be shy but the alcohol and ad not having it.
"If I take mine off will you take yours off also?" I asked nibbling on my lower lip.
At this point, I'd already found a perfect holster for my phone so both of my hands were free.
"Of course baby girl." He said and took off his shirt immediately.
I spied an empty bottle on the floor of his room but I didn't think much of it, I didn't think much of anything because I knew I'd had too much wine to drink.
First I was already seeing doubles of him and now I was seeing him in a magnificent room almost akin to a palace.
"You're next baby girl." His voice refocused me and I blinked multiple times.
His chest was so broad and his abs looked so good almost considered licking them through the screen.
"Do you like what you see daddy?" I smiled widely as I pulled my shirt off and threw it to an unknown location.
"Now the bra." His voice turned deep and husky as he spoke.
I heard some background noises and the sound of the closing of a door as I unclasped my head from behind me and held it at the front.
"Let me see those cute pink tips." He grazed his bottom lip with his teeth and my whole body turned hot, my thighs began to get soaked and my blood turned to liquid fire.
"I love your abs," I said as I dropped my bra and he chuckled lightly.
He probably knew that I was really new to all of this and I didn't really know what to say.
"What are you wearing underneath?" He asked me and I shivered slightly.
"A thong." I smiled and stood up to wiggle out of my pants, this time I didn't wait for instructions, I already knew what to do.
"Red, sexy." He groaned and reached to unbuckle his belt. "You ever touch yourself before Claire?"
"No," I answered truthfully and he chuckled.
"Well, I'm about to ruin you."
"Teach me." The words left my mouth before I could fully form them in my brain.
"Close your eyes Claire and follow the sound of my voice, make sure to stay where I can see you, I want to see your face."
I closed my eyes and listened to his voice as he told me to.
"Grab those juicy titties and give them a gentle squeeze."
"Flick those pink buds."
"Pinch them."
"Spread your legs."
"Trail one hand down to your pussy."
"Rub on it."
"Suck two fingers into your mouth."
"Push them in."
"One finger at a time."
"Don't stop and don't cum until I tell you too."
His instructions washed over me and I felt like I was floating as I followed them, my moans began to get louder and I heard his groans too, I also heard him working on himself and I wished he would allow me to open my eyes to see him.
"Open your eyes, look at me now and let's cum together."
**End of Flashback**
I felt so hot and wanton remembering all of that so I had to rush back to the bathroom to flash myself with water, when I came back out my phone rang and it was his name on the caller Id.
.
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[Luke]
I'd always known that underneath that shy exterior was a sexy goddess and I was not wrong, Claire blew all my sexual fantasies to hell with her performance last night and I was thankful that I was not too drunk to recollect it.
I came way harder than I usually did watching her and ever since I met her I had no issues with cumming, ever since she agreed to be mine I never looked at another talk less of taking one to bed.
She satisfied me beyond measure and every time I thought of her I went into a semi-permanent state of arousal.
"You still dreaming of another orgasm." Liam groaned and threw a pillow at me.
I kicked him out of my private room last night when I realized that things were about to get freaky and so he had slept on the couch in the outer room.
I had a slight headache when I woke up but it was nothing, Liam and I had shared the bottle of vodka and he had drunk more than I did so I wasn't too hungover.
"You look like shit," I said and threw the pillow back at him.
"Very funny." He said and threw the pillow on the bed.
"The maids came a while ago, I sent them away but they will soon be back, and don't you have breakfast with the King?" He asked.
"No," I replied checking the time, I'd already missed breakfast with the King and then it hit me, Liam had been in the room with me when Claire had first called.
She seemed a little out of it and she told me she'd been drinking some wine but I did not know just how out of it she was and I was beginning to fear that she'd found out about my lies.
"What is it?" Liam asked me when he noticed the panic stricken look on my face.
"I think she saw you last night?" I said.
"Was it before the orgasm or after the orgasm?" He joked and laughed.
"This isn't funny." I frowned at him and picked up a pillow.
"Of course it is funny, how come you ain't think about that until now." He laughed and picked up another pillow.
"I need to call her." I gasped and raced for my phone.
"You need to put on some pants first." He covered his eyes and looked the other way when I got up.
Oh-oh, I'd slept in the nude, that was interesting.
I ignored him and picked up some shorts, putting them on, I reached for my phone and dialed Claire immediately.
"She's not answering, she's not answering." I started panicking and pacing the length of the room.
"Well, maybe she's still asleep or she's hungover." He said but I just ignored him and kept trying to call her.
After three tries she finally picked up the phone and I spoke into it hurriedly.
"Claire, about last night, I can explain—"
"No, no, you don't have to explain, it's me."
"What?" I was confused now.
"I was really drunk and I know that I did and made you do really—"
"It was amazing." I cut her off and we both sighed then I listened to her breathing for a while before I continued.
"I loved every second of it."