It’s been a month since I’ve spoken to Noah, and I have no interest in doing so…that’s a lie. I miss the fuck out of him. I want to see him. Yet at the same time, I want no part of the drama and the feeling between him and me. That is so strong, it’s easy for drama to happen.
I’ve seen him three times since we stopped whatever we had between each other. The thing is, he has no idea I’ve seen him three times. I’m not stalking him…per se. I just noticed him at the bar and his office when I go by…which is several times a day.
I haven’t looked at his book since the last time he and I…fucked. And I’m not about to look at his book. I don’t want to read it and remind myself of what he’s capable of doing, and I’m deciding to miss out on it yet stalk him.
“I’ll see you next week!” Loryn says, swinging my door open. “Don’t miss me too much.”
“I will,” I say playfully. “Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.”
“That’s saying a lot.” She jokes and tosses me a key. “That’s my sedan if you need to borrow it.”
I catch the keys. “Thanks. I doubt I will use it. But if I have to, at least I have it. I appreciate it.”
“Anytime, doll.” She pauses and looks around my bedroom. “No word from Noah?”
I fake a smile. “I told you. We ended it a month ago. And even with ending it, it was never an actual relationship.”
“I know.” She says sadly. “I had high hopes for you two. I guess I was hoping you were going to become something, and it would have been amazing. But instead…nothing.”
I shrug and open my phone. “I guess not. Have fun in Bora Bora. Don’t do anything to get you in trouble over there.”
“I won’t. And see you in a week!”
She closes the door, and I rest against the headboard of my bed. I have nothing to do. It’s seven at night. She’s going to catch her flight. I am not tired. And nothing good is on TV.
But I could peek at the next chapter of his book. I haven’t opened it in a month.
- “Anders!” Veronica calls out to the crowd of people. “Where the hell are you?”
She reaches for her cell phone and quickly calls him. She knows he has to be somewhere around, and even in the large crowd of people, he should be able to spot her.
“Where are you?” Anders answers. “This concert is huge, and I am stuck near the bar for the moment. But where the hell are you?”
“Not sure,” Veronica answers while looking at a darkened area. “I’m in a quieter area. On the left side of the field. I am over near the bathrooms, and there aren’t too many people over here.”
“Where?” He asks while sounding out of breath. “I don’t see you.”
“Right here, silly.” She says while waving her hand. “I can see you.”
Anders swoops up next to her, wrapping his arms around her and bringing his hot lips to hers. “Don’t ask how I couldn’t find you.” He says while sliding his fingers along the small strands of hair on her forehead. “You’re the most beautiful girl here. It would be hard to miss you.”
“You’re always hard.” She jokes and cups his cock in her hand. Her eyes widen. “Jesus, Anders. You’re hard right now?”
He nods. “Yeah. Too bad we are at a concert, huh? It would be the perfect time.”
“It’s dark.” She says, looking around the venue. “It’s hard to see…kind of. But you have to put that thing away. You’re always horny.”
Anders’s eyes wander. He smiles and nods his head toward a darkened area. “What about that corner over there? You can hardly see it. There’s no reason for anyone to go over there. And I won't take long. You never take long.”
“Ha!” She scoffs. “I’m the freak. But no! We are not fucking in the corner of a darkened area at a concert. Not happening.”
Anders slips his fingers into her pants, quickly reaching for the tip of her clit. “And now?” He asks and smiles as Veronica folds, almost falling over.
“Stop!” She whispers in arousal. “You know how sensitive my clit is at all times. This isn’t fair.”
“I know.” He leans in, sends his lips to hers, steals a kiss, and quickly pulls back. “And I know…”
Anders pauses and gasps as Veronica slips her hand into his pants and grabs his cock. “How does that feel? Because that’s what you’re doing to me right now. It’s not so great, is it?”
He tenses up, swallowing the large knot in his throat, and looks around, verifying that no one can see them. “Grabbing me like this is a massive turn-on. And you know that. You said there is no way are we fucking here but your hand is saying…” He gasps as she begins to stroke his thick cock, sending precum to line along his tip. “Fuck, Veronica. You can’t do this here. Remember?”
Veronica’s lips curl into a sinister and seductive smile. “You’re right. We can’t fuck here. But I want you to know what it feels like to be wildly turned on without warning while in public like this. You’ve done it to me too many times.”
He chokes. “I…I have not…stop stroking your hand along my cock, Veronica.”
She exhales a shaky breath as his fingers continue to massage her clit and vagina. Her sex-drunk eyes try to look into his with anger, but she’s failing.
Anders slips his fingers deeper into her, causing a whimper to fall out of her mouth and her body to tense up even more. “Anders!” She pleads. “You said no. I said no. We both said…”
Anders takes his other hand and swoops her around in a circle, quickly pinning her against a cement wall. Their lips collide, sending euphoric dopamine bombs throughout their bodies. Both of them are too nervous to have sex in an open area. But this concert has thousands of people and very few places to go. That small, darkened corner is the only place they can think of, and that means it’ll be easy for someone to spot them.
Veronica peels her lips from his. “There’s almost no fucking way…” She pauses and gasps as she comes, gripping her other hand tightly around his shoulder and leaning into him. “Fuck, baby!”
Anders is overly aroused, and his body is starting to tremble with the ravenous urge to slide into her and feed his desires. “Come for me, baby. Don’t worry about me, just come.”
“I am.” She moans in pleasure and bites his shirt, pressing her head tightly against his body and grinding her lower body against his hand.
Her breath is shaky. She comes harder than she thought she would and can’t control how strong it is. “Don’t stop, baby.”
Anders’s cock spasms in her hand, alerting Veronica that even though there is nowhere to do it, she wants to be able to return the favor.
She looks around the giant concert one more time. It’s an old football stadium, so she knows there has to be somewhere they can go.
She pushes Anders back, removing his hand from her pants and removing her hand from his pants. “Follow me.” She says and wraps her hand around his.
Anders raises an eyebrow. “Where are we going?”
“That darkened corner.” She says and points. “While we both were too busy being wildly aroused, it took me to come to realize that the darkened corner has a small opening. Like a small space where they could place something.”
Anders's eyes widen as he sees what she’s talking about. “How did you see that? And people could still possibly see us if they wanted.”
Veronica's nipples ache and her clit throbs. She’s so drenched from come that her legs slide together as she walks. “I don’t fucking care, Anders. Either we fuck right there, or you have blue balls when the concert starts…” She pauses as they reach the thin opening, and loud music begins to blare. “And now we are missing the concert.”
Anders smiles and slides his hands up her neck to her cheeks. “I don’t care. This is the most exhilarating moment of my life, and it’s funny. We both are overly aroused and trying to find somewhere to fuck while at a concert. The thought of getting busted is only stimulating me even more.”
Veronica unzips Anders pants and slides his cock out. Anders slides Veronica's pants down while bringing his lips to hers.
Their tongues collide, sending shockwaves of arousal through both of them. Their hot lips massage each other while Veronica’s hand vigorously strokes his cock.
She peels her lips from his. “I want you to pick me up, pin me against this wall with your masculine body, and fuck me until I beg you to stop.”
Anders's lips press against her neck. He whispers. “We have to be quick, but I can still make you beg me to stop.”
She whispers into his ear. “Don’t tempt me with a good time, sir.”
His cock spasms. “You know what saying ‘sir’ does to me, Veronica.”
In one swoop, he raises her legs, sending her to wrap them around his lower body. He pins her between him and the old cement wall. She gasps and moans as he slides his thick cock into her with ease.
She wraps her arms around his shoulders and neck and bites down on the crook of his neck to muffle her moans.
Anders's rapid and shallow breaths increase with each thrust into her. The thought of them getting busted only stimulates him even more, making it easy for his cock to fill with come, waiting to release into her.
His hands hold her ass as she grinds in sync with his thrusts. Their bodies collide, her aching breasts pressing against his body and his throbbing cock deep inside of her.
“I fucking love you.” Veronica cries out in pleasure as her pussy spasms and grips his cock tightly.
Anders releases a hand, sending it to slam against the wall as he glances behind them to make sure no one is there.
Dopamine bombs blow off inside of him, sending waves of arousal straight to his cock. His sweaty and reddened face is visible to Veronica even in the darkness.
“I love you too.” Anders struggles to say as his cock throbs deep inside of her, releasing a much-needed orgasm.
Even over the loud music, they can hear people walking by and fight to hide even more, but it’s too late. They are both orgasming together, and there is no stopping at this point.
Anders glances around the small opening and sees people walking by, but the people haven’t acknowledged them yet.
The edge of his cock slams deeper into her, filling her as he releases the last bit of orgasm into her. His head rests against hers while his rapidly escaping breaths brush across her neck. -
Jesus! I need to stop reading this book!
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