Lips of deceit

Shower

                               Matt

“You’re such an ass! I’m not showering with you… I’m not.”, I was about to eat my delicious pizza when she decided to be funny and yanked her left arm dragging mine along.

“Don’t push me, Gilbert! You’ll regret it.”, I glared at her and pushed my arm back making her crush against my side. “Don’t you dare move until I’m finished.” I growled before I took a bite of my pizza. She tried to move away from me but I pulled her back… she was getting on my f*****g nerves! “I said: DON’T f*****g MOVE!”, I roared.

“Am I supposed to be crushed against your side while you eat? f**k that... f**k you!”, she tried to move again but I pulled her back against my side.

“Do you want me to handcuff your other hand to the f*****g table so I can eat?”, I glared furiously at her. I liked to eat quietly and she was making it impossible for me, I was beyond pissed.

“No… I was just trying to sit beside you. I’ll let you eat your pizza…”, she replied sheepishly.

“That’s more like it… You want some?”, I calmed myself a little as I saw the apologetic look on her flawless face and I held out a slice of pizza for her.

“No, I’d rather have a drink. I’ll wait ‘till you’re finished…”, she replied.

“You should really eat something… Are you sure you don’t want a slice?”, she had been drinking since we got to the safe house, she really needed to put some food on her system.

“I’m sure. Are you worried about me, Sanders?”, she taunted.

“I’m chained to you, which means I’ll have to carry you if you pass out. And I think I’ve carried you enough for today.”, I was worried... I didn’t want anything else to happen to her while I was responsible for her. She had already fallen and lost consciousness since she was with me, I wouldn’t let anything else happen to her, but I wasn’t about to let her know that so I did my best to sound cold.

“For a moment there I really thought you had a heart.”, she said mockingly.

I ate quietly… she tried to budge away from me, but not too hard afraid she might piss me off again. I didn’t let her budge though and I made my way to the living room as soon as I finished my pizza. I kept zapping, there was nothing worth watching on the TV… Gilbert had poured herself a glass of Jack and kept the bottle near her.

“You’re going to break my arm…”, she said with disdain as she took a sip of her glass of double Jack. It was when I realized that every time I switched channel she was yanked along with my arm… I felt a little guilty.

“It’s time to go to bed. I need to take a pee… Hurry up, woman!”, I stood up from the couch but she didn’t move.

“Can I finish my drink first?”, she asked shyly.

“No... Leave it and hurry up.”, I demanded. She had had enough to drink for that night.

She tried to stand but she was a little too drunk to stand on her feet and failed completely… She lost her balance and my only reflex was to pull her to me before she hit the couch. I hauled her up in my lap. My arms resting right under her perfectly firm butt, she snaked her legs around my waist instinctively and her right arm was around my neck. She rested her head against my shoulder, her cold fingers had a firm grip on my neck as I carried her upstairs.

“I thought I had told you that I’ve had carried you enough for today.”, I sighed heavily.

“It’s past midnight. Not the same day anymore…”, she whispered against my neck. Her warmth breath sent shivers down my spine.

“Don’t fall asleep, Gilbert! I need to pee and you need to take a shower, you reek of booze.”, I tapped her ass. Sweet Jesus! She is just some girl… I shouldn’t want to keep my hands on her ass like I seem to want to! Whatcha doing, Matt? Stop smacking her ass. You’re gonna get a hard on if you keep those thoughts and she’s gonna notice. I need to get laid and soon!

“I don’t want to see you pee, Sanders.”, she murmured.

“You don’t have to… you can turn your back to me. Your wrist is handcuffed to mine so you’ll need to stretch your arm to your back so I can get a hold on my package.”, I said softly.

“I need to pee too… Will you turn your back to me while I pee?”, she asked shyly.

“Sure…”, I assured her.

“Do I really have to shower?”, she asked again. She really didn’t want to shower with me…

“Yes, you do. You stink of alcohol…”, I replied.

“It’s your fault I stink so badly, you made me spill my glass of Jack all over myself when you blurred out to the door when the delivery man came. May I shower alone?”

“No… I’ll be joining you. I need a shower too...”, I stated.

“But I… I…”, she started but I cut her off as I placed her back on the ground.

“No buts! You can keep your clothes if you’re ashamed of your body…”

“I have nothing to be ashamed off. My body is fit, everything is in the right place… I just don’t want you to see me naked. Besides, how do you expect to strip off our clothes if we’re chained? It’s not doable, Sanders! You’ll have to take these off anyway…”, she stated firmly, lifting her cuffed arm to make her point. She was right about something… She did have everything in the right place!

“I’ll take them off when I think it’s necessary. It’s a good thing you’re wearing that strapless top, that way you can strip it down, it won’t be necessary to take these off. I think there are a few of those tops somewhere around the house. I think Saltzman’s clothes will fit you and she usually stashes some of her clothes here.”, I said eyeing her up and down as I thought about my ex… They were about the same size, Adrianne seemed to have bigger breasts, but Caroline’s clothes would do for now. “Yeah, you’re about her size! Now, if you don’t want to see me pee, turn around.”, she immediately turned her back to me and stretched her left arm behind her back as I had asked her. She stumbled every once in a while but kept her balance.

“Can I pee now? Would you please turn around?”, she asked softly, which surprised me.

“Sure!”, I said as I turned my back to her.

“Could you lend me your arm so I can unzip my shorts?”, she asked again, but harsher this time.

“I can lend you more than my arm if you want to.”, I couldn’t help but taunt her.

“Your arm is all I need. And that’s only because we’re cuffed to each other...”, I looked over my shoulder with a wide smirk plastered across my face, but she didn’t seemed amused.

“Hey! Don’t look!”, she scolded.

“You’re still dressed. It’s not like I’m seeing anything I haven’t seen before.”, I laughed.

“Do you mind?”, she asked annoyed and I turned my head, “Thanks! Keep it that way, okay?”, I chuckled.

After she finished, we washed our hands and I stormed out of the bathroom towards Caroline’s old room. I knew where she kept her clothes so it didn’t take me long to gather what I needed. I led us to the bathroom again and I began to strip off my clothes, I was about to get rid of my boxers when she stopped me.

“Could you at least keep them on?”, her left hand on top of mine.

“Why? I’m not embarrassed of my body parts.”, I pulled down my boxers, dragging her along. “Your turn now!”, I said grinning when I noticed her staring my package.

“Do we really have to shower together?”, she tried to escape again but I just nodded. “You could have warned me that you were going to take your boxers off…”, she scolded as she began to unzip her shorts and stripped them off. I watched her intently, I tried but I couldn’t look away… she was wearing a black lace thong combined with a black strapless push-up, her pale skin contrasting with her dark underwear… I licked my lips mindlessly at the sight!

“You’re not taking those off?”, I asked hopefully pointing to her thong and bra.

“NO! I’m not standing naked in front of you.”, she replied.

“Too bad...”, I muttered under my breath.

“What did you say?”, she inquired.FUCK

“I said: Let me turn the water on…”, I said leaning over her to reach the water tap. I brushed the back of my hand against her stomach, I just needed to feel her skin against mine.

“Can we shower back facing each other?”, she asked shyly.

“Sure… Whatever!”, I said indifferently, but I’d prefer to watch her washing her body.

We entered the shower with our backs to each other. She was careful to keep enough distance between us so we were not touching. All I could think about was her half naked body and how much I wanted to see her wash herself. I raised my hand to wash my hair at the same time she bent to reach the conditioner.

“Let me just reach the conditioner…”, she asked as she tried to reach the conditioner again, and we both struggled to get our way.

“This is not working for me.”, I turned around and that was when I saw her. “Ohhh…”, she was slightly bent to reach the conditioner, completely naked. In-numerous drops of water forming different paths on her naked skin. She was looking furiously at me.

“WHAT THE f**k? WHAT ARE YOU DOING? I thought we agreed on showering back facing each other!”, she yelled harshly trying to cover her breasts and p***y. When she pulled her left arm up to cover her breasts I was dragged along… My arm over hers and our bodies pressed together! Her wet body against mine, all I could think about was the many ways I could make her mine then and there. I felt my d**k twitch to life.

“Get off of me, you perv!”, she yelled again.

“I didn’t know you were naked. I thought you were keeping your underwear on… I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to…”, I mumbled trying to explain myself but she cut me off mid-sentence.

“What the f**k are you still doing clasped to me? Get off!”, she yelled frantically.

“I would if you let me, I don’t like it more than you do!”, I snapped back harshly.

“Oh, really? You don’t like it, huh? I could swear some parts of your body are saying otherwise…”, she spat bitterly. f**k! She noticed my arousal… f**k!!!

“f**k!”, I muttered embarrassed. “Take your damn hand off your breasts if you want me to get off of you.”, I snapped trying to hide my embarrassment.

She let her left hand down, leaving her breasts exposed. It took me a few seconds to pull away from her because I really didn’t want to pull away, I wanted the complete opposite.

“I only turned around ‘cause we were pushing towards opposite directions and I thought it would be easier if we were facing each other, so we could anticipate each other moves. I didn’t know you were naked, I didn’t mean to disrespect you… I’m sorry!”, I explained sheepishly after turning the water off. I wasn’t sorry for seeing her naked but I felt like I owed her an apology…

“Would you please hand me that towel?”, she ignored my apology and asked me with her back still to me.

“Could you please say something to acknowledge my apology? I really am sorry, Gilbert…”, I tried again.

“Towel, please…”, she asked again, still ignoring me.

I turned around and forced her to do the same… She nearly lost her balance… her right hand fell on my chest trying to keep some space between our bodies, but her touch had the opposite effect on me, making me want her even more. “Could you please answer me?”, I asked softly looking straight into her green eyes.

“What do you want me to say, Sanders? That I forgive you? For what exactly? Seeing me naked is the least of your offenses! And that’s what you’re apologizing for, right? If you’re truly sorry for seeing me naked why the hell did you forced me to turn around to face you without handing me the towel first? Let go of me!”, she snapped raising her chin a little to mark her defiance, which turned me on even more. She tried to create some distance pushing me away but I tightened even more my grip on her, grinding our bodies closer together. Her n*****s were crushed against my chest, I had a grip on both her wrists, keeping them to her sides.

“Stop fighting me.”, I said through gritted teeth, trying to fight away the thought of making her mine so I could get rid of that pressing hard on. “I’m just trying to apologize, Goddammit! Just accept my apologies…”, I said a little more calmed.

“Why should I accept them? Will you get off of me if I say that you’re forgiven? Will you take these handcuffs of? Will you release me? Why are you apologizing if you’re not thinking about changing your behavior? It’s just pointless, don’t you think?”, she kept her head high and the defiant tone.

Her n*****s were hard against my chest, which made me think she was as turned on as I was! I kept staring her intently hoping for some sign allowing me to do as I pleased. She bit her lower lip before she spoke again… I licked mine in response. She was driving me crazy…

“Are you going to answer me anytime soon? You could let me go, you know? It’s not like I’m going too far, being cuffed to you and all… I’m not comfortable having your hard on pressed against me.”, I was about to kiss her when I finally gained some control over my body and stopped a few inches away from her face. My breathing hitched with the expectation of her lips against mine and surprisingly so did hers before I loosened my grip a little.

“You don’t understand…”, I said as I let my mind focus on the bigger picture.

“What is there to understand? If I don’t it’s because you don’t let me. Try me, Sanders…”, she asked. I wanted to tell her the truth… I wanted to tell her all my suspicions, because deep down I knew she would do anything to get to the bottom of this, but I didn’t know for sure if I could trust her. I was afraid that somehow I was thinking with my c**k instead of my brain. I just didn’t know if I could trust my instincts.

“I can’t tell you, Adrianne.”

“Bullshit! You can but you just won’t. Whatever, man… Just hand me the f*****g towel and let go of me!”, she spat furiously.

“I’m on your side, Adrianne.”, I snapped back.

“You sure have a funny way of showing it.”, she didn’t trust me and that hurt me more than it was supposed to. I had given her enough reasons not to trust me, but her lack of faith in me hurt me. I didn’t know why, we had just met… Why was her opinion so relevant to me? It wasn’t supposed to matter…

“I’m undercover, Adrianne. I’m with the FBI in this one, I’m with you…”, I went with my gut and began to explain everything to her but she cut me off mid-sentence.

“After all you’ve done tonight how do you expect me to believe you?”, she had a point there…

“I need to sell my act… It’s the only way to fool Klaus. I can explain everything to you…”, I let her loose, reached the towel and handed it to her.

“Why did you decide to tell me all of the sudden? I’m not buying it…”, she said while wrapping herself in the towel.

“I’ve been thinking… And I think you can be of more help if you know the whole story.”, I wrapped a towel around my waist… I was still hard and the towel let it show perfectly.

“Okay… Start talking, then!”, she pushed.

“Lets get dressed first…”, I replied. I needed her to get dressed or otherwise I wouldn’t be able to get rid of my erection.

I watched her dry herself and put on the clothes I had given her as I put on some boxers. I led the way to the bedroom and took a seat at the edge of the bed tapping the empty space next to me, inviting her to join me.

“So? You can start now…”, she said as she took a seat next to me.

“I don’t think Klaus is the man behind the whole operation… I think he’s the bait, drawing the attention off the real Mob Lord. My dad died when I was about ten years old and since then, Klaus took me under his wing… He’s not calling the shots, Adrianne! Someone else is, I just need to figure out whom. This is personal to me too, you know… Me and my band mates were always part of this world, but after Jimmy passed away two years ago we changed our minds. We applied to the force the next month after Jimmy’s death… We were fully honest in our application, so imagine our surprise when they accepted us, better yet… When they assigned us the top secret investigation on Klaus, it seems like our dark background was what got us accepted after all… we had the connections they needed. I’ve been working undercover for two years now. I couldn’t blow my cover just to be nice to you. If I had let you go, I would have drawn attention to me and I couldn’t have that…”, I let her know the main things.

“Then why keep the act here? It’s only you and me. Why the handcuffs? Why the attitude? How do I know you’re telling me the truth now?”, she asked.

“You don’t know, you’ll just have to trust me. I don’t know when someone might show up unexpectedly, that’s why I needed you to hate me so you could make it believable. I need you to be harsh to me, to fight me if someone shows up. We can’t look like we’re getting along, we need to sell this… I need to be the bad guy and you to be the rebel hostage.”

“You are the bad guy and I am the hostage, Sanders! I don’t trust you… As far as I know you could be trying to elude me and lead me away from your boss, trying to sell me this new act of yours. If you were on Klaus’ side that’s exactly the type of thing you’d come up with to try to convince me that you were on my side. It’ll take more than a few words for me to believe you. What you just told me doesn’t prove anything, and you know it. I can’t trust you, I don’t believe you… Not until you show me I’m wrong about you!”, she said firmly.

“What do you want me to do?”, I asked.

“First of all, I’d like you to take these handcuffs off. Secondly… if I hypothetically believed you, which I don’t, I’d like to know the whole story. I’d like to know everything you might know… What made you switch sides if you really are on my side? Why was your friend’s death so crucial in your decision to join the FBI? Why would you think Klaus is just a cover, a bait? Who do you think is behind this?”, she inquired back, underlining that she didn’t trust me yet.

“I’ll tell you everything you want to know when I think is the right time to do it. You might not believe me, but anyone can show up here and I need to sell my act if I want this to play out the way I want it, that’s why I’m not taking these handcuffs off… Just deal with it. I’ve seen you naked, so that’s not a problem anymore!”, I replied. I kinda liked the idea of get to see her naked with the excuse of a bath…

“You trying to get a hold on me when I’m naked IS going to be a problem. Despite what you might think, I don’t have self-esteem issues. I don’t need you to show me your b***r to know that I’m an attractive woman… For someone who has seen a lot of breasts and naked women you sure are too easy to stir! I’d thought someone as experienced as you would have a little more self-control.”, she taunted. I didn’t know what was wrong with me either, I usually wasn’t that easy to stir, but she had that strange effect on me.

“I’m a man... It’s only natural that my body reacts when I’m naked leaning against a naked woman,”, I tried to defend myself as I stood up from the bed and pulled over the cover after she stood up too.

"Could you put some more clothes on? I don't want any surprises in the morning...", she mocked me.

"You're lucky I'm keeping my boxers on, I usually sleep naked. If you want me to keep them, watch your mouth.", I warned her.

"And he's back, ladies and gentlemen!", she grunted.

"Who is back?", I asked curiously.

"The old you... The bossy you... The jerk you...The real you!", she taunted.

"You just can't help it, can you? You always need to have the last word. Not with me, though... If I hear you say anything else, I'll sleep freely without any clothes restraints... Speak now, please!", I teased but she kept her mouth shut! "Just as I thought...Scoot over so I can get in too.", I ordered with a proud smirk on my face.

It didn’t take me long to fall asleep… I slept the whole night through! I jumped right out of the bed when I woke up in the morning running towards the bathroom, dragging sleeping Adrianne along without even realizing it, making her fall on her face.

“What the f**k, man?”, she yelled as she rubbed her face.

“Oh, s**t! I’m sorry! I was in distress to get to the bathroom, I really need to take a leak… I completely forgot that I was cuffed to you. Are you okay?”, I asked as I helped her up.

“What do you think? You just woke me up by making me fell on my face. I’m peachy! f*****g asshole!”, she growled.

“I told you I’m sorry. I was in such a hurry to get to the bathroom that I forgot the handcuffs.”, I tried to explain again.

“Like that’s gonna cut it! Didn’t you want to pee? Get over with it already! Or are you going to pee on yourself?”, she said scornfully.

“Let me just take a leak and we’ll put some ice or something frozen on your face. I don’t know if there’s anything in the fridge.”, I said ignoring her disdainful tone.

“Just do it already!!! I want to go back to bed, I don’t give a f**k about my face as long as I get some sleep.”, she rumbled.

“But it’s already ten a.m.. The guys will be here in no time.”, she had had the whole night to sleep!

“I couldn’t care less if someone is coming over. I’m a prisoner here, not a hostess! I need to sleep… I don’t care if you cuff me to the bed, but I really need to get some sleep.”, she spat grumpily.

“Didn’t you sleep?”, I asked softly as I led the way to the bathroom. Maybe she’s hangover!

“I tried… But it’s quite impossible to fall asleep as your arm held a death grip on me and you were all cuddly over me. I need space, I need to be on my stomach so I can fall asleep.”, she snapped harshly as she turned her back to me.

“I don’t cuddle.”, I replied in the same tone.

“You sure about that? I tried to break free but you didn’t budge, you even held my hand. f*****g creepy! Hurry up, man. Takes you a f*****g century to take a piss, God!”, she growled impatiently.