*Jade's pnt. of view*
I woke up with a killer headache. My limbs felt extended from my body, yet restrained in the position they were place, while I was laying on my back, which was currently in contact with something soft.
I couldn't lift my head high enough to decipher my surroundings, or the current situation I was in, but I did notice however that my limbs were restrained by handcuffs, and by the headboard that came into view once I turned my head upwards, I was able to determine that I was on a bed.
The room was silent, and I grew uneasy, in a very sexually disturbing way. Naughty thoughts started circulating throughout my brain before I even realized it, and my current situational setting wasn't helping either.
Absent-mindedly, I began to wonder if this is how Anastasia Steele felt from fifty shades of grey, when she was tied and blindfolded to Christian's bed.
My mind started drifting, as images of Lucas dominating me caused certain sensations to take over my body. Sudden goosebumps rose above my skin, as I imagine his rough tone whispering in my ear. A shiver rattled my being as though I felt his feather like touch on my skin, then an image of Lucas pounding into me at an unimaginable speed caused me to tighten my legs, and without a sane realization, a moan escaped me.
The urge to touch myself suddenly took me over, and I wriggled my body against the bed, my uneasiness intensifying.
Then out of nowhere, a door opened facing me, then he walked in, in all his shirtless glory.
His neck length brown hair framed his face perfectly, his eyes boring deeply into mine, causing a new wave of pleasure to seep it's way straight to my core, as a gasp freely escaped me.
He must have noticed my current turmoil, for he didn't say a word, instead he sauntered in my direction, his eyes never leaving mine, but the eye contact was to electrifying, and so I forced my eyes to travel away from his heavy penetrating gaze, and down to his lips, his perfect square jaw, down to his broad shoulders, and abs fit to perfection.
My tongue suddenly darted out my mouth as I licked my bottom lip which didn't go unnoticed by him. My actions were driven by the thought of what it would be like to have Lucas in all his sexy glory on top of me.
Once he reached the bed, he crawler onto it, in a poised manner, and took his time making his way towards me, like a predator, playing with his prey, knowing soon enough, it would lavish in the prey's misery.
Once he was finally hovering over me, he grabbed onto my jaw, causing yet another gasp to escape me. He demanded eye contact, and I freely succumbed to his command. His fiery gaze was heavy with lust, and my breaths started coming in quick, my heartbeat speeding up, and my chest heaving up and down in a quick manner.
His eyes darted back and forth from my moving chest, to my open lips, which were begging to be kissed by him.
His other hand caressed my cheek, down to my neck, over the shirt I was wearing, in between the valley of my breast, and down to my abdomen.
Once his hand reached the band of the pants I was wearing, I anticipated the moment his hand would go under, and reach my throbbing essence which was begging for his touch and attention.
Except it never came.
Lucas bent down towards me, and I once again thought he would kiss me, but instead his lips slightly brushed my cheek, and he leaned over to my ear as he whispered "not yet Jade."
"Huh?" I moaned still in a daze.
"Wake up Jade." He said in tone as if he was trying not to laugh.
"What?" I asked, his face becoming a sudden blur.
"Wake up." His voice echoed one last time, and that's when I realized..
I was dreaming!
I woke up, jolting from my current position, but I instantly regretted it, when my forehead came in harsh impact with Lucas's own.
But that didn't stop me. I pushed myself away from him, although my head was pounding with every beat of my heart, and my wedding dress minimized my movement speed.
Yet, I managed to push myself as far away from him as possible.
"What happened?" He asked, looking at me frantically.
"Stop! Just don't talk to me, and stay away from me." I snapped.
"What the-"
"Just shut up! Okay? Shut up!" I cut him off.
He seemed taken aback by my sudden outburst, but he didn't push it.
Instead he closed his mouth, tightening his jaw as he looked away from me.
I suddenly felt bad for lashing out at him, but I just had a freaking sex dream about the guy!
And must I mention that he's the one who shot Dean, terrorized my wedding guests and family. And! Last but definitely not least, kidnapped me!
So at this point it's not my fault if I lash out at him, after having a dream of being turned on by him.
I looked over at him, and he seemed deep in thought, yet his features told me a different story.
He seemed sad, desperate even, and I instantly felt bad. I didn't think that my words would hurt his feelings that bad, but I guess it did.
I cleared my throat and spoke up awkwardly "h-hey, look, I'm sorry okay? I didn't mean to lash out at you like that. Just had a bad dream that's it."
Silence.
Well then! That was rude, I mean at least I tried to apologize, but whatever, forget it.
After a moment, his silence became suffocating, so I shamelessly spoke up again saying "can you at least accept my apology? I said I was sorry."
Silence.
Ugh! I give up!
I turned my back on him, and looked out the car window.
Oh yeah, I forgot to mention, we were currently in a moving car, going God knows where. Heck I don't even know where we are right now.
But either way, I busied myself with looking out the window, paying attention to random things and once in a while zoning in and out.
My mind started drifting towards when I was in the forest, when Lucas spoke up and said "did you know that you talk, and moan in your sleep?"
"Yeah." I answered him, but then his words registered in my brain, and I turned to face him so quick, I'm surprised I didn't get a whiplash.
"Wait! WHAAAAAAAAAT?!" I suddenly blurted out.
"You heard me." He said smirking, and although sexy, I wanted to wipe that smirk off his face by punching him.
"What did you hear?" I asked him, carefully I might add.
" oh I heard enough." He said, the smirk still plastered on his perfectly handsome face, I may sadly admit.
" W-well um.. Fuck you!" I said, having no other comeback.
"I know you want to, and I don't mind. Whenever you're ready." He winked, his smirk growing into a seductive smile, and I couldn't help the blush that settled on my face.
I looked away muttering "Oh God." As his laughter filled the back of the car, and to be honest it was a beautiful sound, jovial and contagious, because I soon found myself laughing along.