Xanther nodded and reached out taking Lucy's hand before sighing again.
"Well this is just fucking great" he sighed "I had hoped the media wouldn't find out that I was down this way, I was hoping it would be remote enough, but obviously not"
Lucy smiled weakly, her heart was beating a mile a minute by having Xanther's hand in hers, but she didn't know what to say. She didn't know how to make his situation better and then there was part of her that was in a panic, fearing that he would leave the town now that the media knew he was here. Lucy knew it was stupid to worry about him leaving her, she had spent one drunken night with him, dancing and singing karaoke, hell they slept in separate beds, but she didn't want to lose him yet, he was the first person that had made her laugh and smile and feel free. Just as they both sat in silence pondering their situations, Lucy's phone buzzed on the counter and she reached out seeing that it was her mother calling. Lucy sighed.
"I'm sorry I've got to take this or my mother will be on the doorstep in a flap" Lucy said with irritation.
Xanther laughed as she pressed the answer button.
"Hello mum" she said with a sigh.
"Lucy? Are you sick? You sound sick?" Melinda queried sounding worried.
"No mum I'm fine, I just had a bit of a big night last night" Lucy replied unable to hide the smile that crept across her face.
There was silence on the other end and she could visualise her mum mouthing to Colin everything Lucy just said.
"Did you go out?" Melinda asked treading lightly but the sound of hope oozing from her voice.
"No, I stayed home, but I had a friend over" Lucy replied smirking knowing that she was going to set the cat amongst the pigeons.
"Oh really? That's fantastic was it Janette?" Melinda asked.
Lucy rolled her eyes, knowing that the fishing game was about to begin.
"No mum it wasn't anyone you know" Lucy replied.
There was silence on the other end again, which Lucy knew meant Melinda was signing to her father that she thought their daughter had a man over.
"Was it a man?" Melinda said with excitement in her voice.
Lucy had to bite her lip from bursting into hysterical giggles at the predictability that was her mother.
"Yes mum it was" Lucy said keeping her voice even and uninterested.
"Oh" Melinda replied.
Lucy knew she wanted more information, but Lucy needed to have some control. She didn't need her mother meddling just yet. After all there was nothing actually going on between her and Xanther. She had only met him the day before. She didn't want her mother trying to marry them off just yet.
"Is he still there?" she asked.
Lucy chuckled as she visualised her mother bouncing up and down with excitement at the thought that maybe this might be it, this might be the one that pulls her out of her funk.
"Yes mum he is. So I'm going to go so I am not being rude on the phone, we are just having breakfast" Lucy said.
She was convinced she heard Melinda squeal before controlling herself again. Lucy rolled her eyes again which brought a smirk from Xanther.
"Alright sweetheart, have a good time" her mother said cheerfully down the line.
"Bye mum" Lucy said hanging up the phone with a shake of her head.
"I swear that woman" Lucy groaned.
Xanther laughed and put his hand on Lucy's knee, causing her stomach to flutter. She didn't think she even felt this way as a teenager; it was ridiculous what was going on in her body. Lucy slowly stood not wanting to break the connection between her and Xanther but she felt like death warmed up and was conscious that she stunk like booze.
"I'm going to have a quick shower and get dressed. Make yourself at home" she said to Xanther with a smile as he gathered up their breakfast plates with a smile.
Xanther winked at her and grinned as she left. Lucy had to bite her lip to stop the groan that was threatening to escape her mouth. She shook her head, she knew it had been a long time between drinks, in fact it had been four years, two months and twenty eight days since her last romp in the sack, not that she was counting, but seriously she thought to herself, get a grip.
Chapter Six
When Lucy went into her bedroom she made sure to grab her trusty rabbit which she was forever grateful was waterproof and headed for the shower. She stood under the hot water trembling from the orgasm that was overwhelming her, thoughts of Xanther's body all over hers, his tongue in places that were dying to be licked. She couldn't control the moan that escaped her lips and his name that fell from her mouth as the orgasm finally took its hold and rocked her body. As she stood panting, feeling her heart beat slow down and slowly turn off the water she heard a knock on the bathroom door.
"Yes" she called thankful that she had a voice that worked still.
"Did you call me?" Xanther asked through the door.
Lucy's eyes widened and her face instantly blushed red, she had been caught and she needed an excuse fast.
"I um, had a spider fall down on me and panicked, but it went down the drain so it's all good now" she said groaning at the pathetic excuse.
She heard Xanther chuckle on the other side of the door.
"Alright then, as long as you don't need me to assist you" he said with another chuckle.
Lucy wished the floor would swallow her whole as she wrapped herself in a towel.
"Fucking spider" she groaned softly shaking her head.
When she came out of the room dried and dressed Xanther was sitting on the couch watching television. He looked up at her and gave her a wry smile before quickly looking away. She couldn't meet his eyes.
"I um, rang an electrician, not that there is much of a choice here, but they are coming around lunch time, is it alright if I hang out here till then?" he asked wiping his hands on his jeans.
Lucy nodded her head and smiled, still avoiding his eyes.
"Yeah that's fine" she said trying to push her embarrassment away as she blushed again.
Lucy went and sat on the couch beside Xanther and focused on the television. They sat in silence for a little while, with the only sound of the soft snores of Samson who had wedged himself between them. He seemed to be obsessed with Xanther. She always said that Samson was a good judge of character.
"So was I good?" Xanther asked with a sly smile not taking his eyes off the television.
Lucy felt her face instantly blush and she stared at him. Xanther turned to her and shrugged his shoulder and winked. Lucy couldn't hold back the laughter as she threw a cushion at him.
"I would have helped you if you had of asked you know?" Xanther said with another wink.
Lucy smirked and fidgeted with her hands. Was she really ready for this she questioned? Before she could think more Lucy turned to Xanther and grabbed his face pulling him over the top of Samson who grunted and leapt off the couch in disgust at the interruption to his sleep. She put her lips on Xanther's and probed his mouth with her tongue. Xanther opened his eyes which she watched darken before he slipped his hands around her waist and lowered her back onto the couch and laid between her legs, entwining his tongue with hers. She closed her eyes as he ran his hand up her thigh and up her hip to her waist. Lucy felt him push his groin into her and felt his growing erection which brought a moan to her lips. Lucy pushed Xanther off her and he sat up with a confused look on his face. She smiled and stood taking his hand.
"It's not so comfortable here" she said.
Xanther nodded and stood following her, Samson decided to come to and looked put out when she shut the door without him. He scratched at the door a few times before giving up and finding somewhere else to sit. Lucy leaned against the back of the door when Xanther stepped up to her pressing himself against her and kissing her passionately on the lips. He ran his hands up and down her body, taking the time to caress her breasts. She felt herself getting wet and clenched her legs against the pounding that was beginning to form in her core. Slowly Xanther slid his hands up her shirt and ran his thumbs over her hardening nipples as he kissed her neck, lightly nipping at the skin around her ear. Lucy moaned again and felt her knees begin to buckle in ecstasy.
Xanther took Lucy's hands and lead her to the bed slowly lifting her t-shirt from her body. He gasped when he looked down at her and nuzzled into her neck. Lucy couldn't stop trembling with anticipation. In the back of her mind there was fear but the sheer pleasure she was feeling overtook everything else. She ran her hands up under Xanther's shirt and felt him tense as her hands ran over his muscles before he reached down and removed his shirt only taking his head out of Lucy's neck long enough to lift it over his head. Lucy gasped as she saw his body, muscles rippled across his chest that were dotted in tattoos, she traced her fingers along the muscles that lead down to the v shape disappearing into his jeans. Xanther watched her with bemusement as she studied his body before looking up at him and smiling.