Standing under the spray of the hot water, Analise struggled to bring herself off. Every nerve ending was throbbing with the need to come, but no matter how much she rubbed her swollen clit or even pinched her hard nipples, she was stuck. Her body was strung tight until her need to orgasm was like a toothache. She wanted to scream out in frustration as her orgasm slipped away once more.
“What the fuck did you do to me, Grim?” She wanted to curse and bring her torment down on his curly head. He’d done this to her, had shown her a pleasure she could have at his hands, but his decree that she could only come at either his command or Liam’s had tripped something inside her as far as her body was concerned. All she needed was a simple, ‘come for us, Analise’ and she would be gone. But no matter how much she tried to imagine it, she was stuck. Her fantasy wasn’t anywhere close to the reality. What the hell was wrong with her?
Frustrated beyond belief, she wrenched the water off. Stepping out of the shower, she roughly dried her skin, uncaring if the towel pinkened her skin. Stomping out of the bathroom, she tossed the damp towel towards her hamper. She had less than an hour to finish getting ready before Grim or Liam picked her up. She’d originally hoped that would be long enough to take the edge off before dressing, but now she was under the impression that two hours wouldn’t have been long enough.
Shoving her legs into a pair of leggings sans panties at Grim’s request, she continued to fume. The arousing text she’d gotten just before she’d left work, didn’t seem so arousing now. In fact it pissed her off. She didn’t mind going sans panties, but this orgasm denial shit really sucked.
She glanced at the clock across the room on her bedside table. She still had thirty-eight minutes. Surely they wouldn’t show up that early.
“Girl, let me in. I come bearing gifts.” The muffled sound of Lena did little to soothe her, but she wasn’t going to take her frustrations on out on her friend. Grabbing her robe, she shoved her arms into the garment hiding her breasts, before rushing to the door to let in a beaming Lena.
“I got your text, Ani. And I stopped by one of my favorite places in the world, and picked up a sweet little ensemble for your date tonight with Liam and Grim. They will be blown away when they see this.” She rattled a black shopping bag before breezing into the apartment wearing a bright yellow jumper with white daisies and a sky blue top. Once again her hair was pulled up in a tumble of curls at the crown of her head. She looked much cooler than Analise currently felt.
Even as she accepted the bag from Lena, she sighed. “You shouldn’t have. The mood I’m in at the moment I’d rather wear a full suit of armor than something that might please them.”
Lena’s brow furrowed. “What happened? When I talked to you earlier you were on top of the world - especially after Grim went all Alpha on you at work.”
Analise’s shoulders slumped as she shut the door behind her friend. “I know, but that was before I tried to…” her face heated. “Well, you know… and couldn’t.”
Lena guided her towards her bedroom, pushing her down on the edge of the bed. “Whoa, couldn’t what? Why don’t you start from the beginning?..."
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