There is something about the way last night went. As I lay in my bed and stare out at the beautiful morning sun shining along the green grass and beautiful landscape of the world. My mind is focused on the pain in his eyes last night.

           Do I like him? No! I can’t like him. I hardly know him. Although my professor once said it only takes four minutes to fall in love.

I am not in love. I am simply interested in a man who’s currently broken, and I like fixing problems. Except, he’s not my problem to fix. He’s Ivy’s problem.

It does not matter. I didn’t get his phone number. Although Harpers Ferry…yes, my parents named me after the town…is a decent-sized town, everyone has their opinion on what decent means. It’s only a short drive from Salem. The town is beautiful year-round, especially when fall hits.

Back to reality. Noah Adams is a man of many things. He owns several businesses. He is the author of a massive book in this country. He is everything a woman would want. He’s polite and wealthy and very attractive. But he’s not my problem to fix.

I do wonder what his book is about. It was such a success that rumors are circulating he might get a movie deal, but they are questioning the book itself and how to go about a movie deal.

I open my phone and search for his book. “The dirty little things?” I question out loud. “I wonder what this is about…” I pause because I can’t even read the first page.

“This man!” I roar out loud.

My door opens, and Loryn quickly steps in. “What’s up? Are you good?”

My wide eyes look at her. “Have you read Noah's book?”

Her lips curl into a large smile. “We talked about this. I’ve read it multiple times…when I’m alone with myself and three towels are handy. Along with every other woman on this planet. How much have you read?”

I gasp. “The first sentence. And they want to turn this into a movie? And people consider him a man of integrity and more?”

She chuckles. “I have most of that book memorized now. The first page. Read it out loud.”

I swallow the uncertainty inside of me. “I don’t know. I can’t say the words.”

“Just do it, Harper. It’s fine.”

I exhale a defeated-sounding breath. “I cannot believe this opening page is written like this. Reading it seems impossible. It’s so…”

“Do it!” She commands playfully. “Entertain me.”

“Okay!” I finally agree. “But I swear to God if you get turned on, I’m never speaking to you again!”

She smiles. “Just thinking of his book turns me on. Don’t worry. It’s not you. It’s the book.”

I lower my head, refusing to look at her as I begin the first line. “His thick cock throbs inside of me, filling me and causing my pussy walls to contract, wrapping tightly around it and milking him. My body trembles as his lips suck hard on the crook of my neck and his finger plays with my asshole. It’s the way he thrusts so deep into me that makes my asshole come in sync with my pussy. This man is my ecstasy.”

“Okay!” I shout, losing my mind. “I cannot read anymore. Not out loud at least. How can anyone read this garbage? It’s…”

“Amazing!” She interrupts. “And deep down you know you want to read more.”

I shake my head, still lying mostly naked in my bed, knowing I don’t want to read more.

“Nope! I have shit to do.” I say, setting my phone down. “I am not reading any more of that garbage. It’s disgusting. Now hop out so I can get dressed.”

“It’s not.” She argues playfully. “And every ounce in my body is telling me you’re just saying that and you’re going to read more.”

           “I am not!” I argue. “Now get out so I can read. I mean, get dressed. I need to get dressed.”

“Uh-huh.” She says with amusement. “I believe you…not! And I cannot understand for the life of me why you can’t slide out of your bed in just your underwear and bra with me here. We are best friends. It’s the same thing as going to a beach.”

She shuts the door, leaving me and the app to his book still open. I’m not reading any more of it!

I exhale, wanting to get out of bed. But! I raise my phone, forced to see the next part of the book staring me in my eyes.

- “Veronica.”-

No, no, no! Stop reading! Oh, but I can’t!

- “Yes, Anders?”

“I think I am in love with you. And after tonight, I want to let the world know you’re mine. I want the universe to know that it is me and you. Nothing can ever tear us apart.”

“Anders…I can’t. I like you. But sex is the only thing I want from you. I don’t want a relationship.”-

I scoff. “Oh, come on! The man loves you! Give him a chance!”

           “Told you!” Loryn yells from the hallway. “You can’t start reading that book and expect to stop. It’s addicting. It’s cheesy as hell. And some of the romance parts make me laugh. But that man wrote a golden ticket.”

“Yeah, for him,” I argue. “No one in their right mind would read this.”

“You’re reading it right now!” she argues, and I hear her giggle.

I bite back the smile on my lip. “Not for long! I don’t know who else would read this. No one in their right mind!”

“Except for twenty million people.” She argues back. “And it might be a hell of a lot more people than that. He has a fan base like no one has ever seen.”

“I’m sure people have seen a fan base like his. It’s not that spectacular.”

“Twenty million people, Harper. I’m not saying he has sold twenty million books. He sold more than that. He has a fan base of a minimum of twenty million.”    “I see. Well, anyway, I’m getting in the shower. Stop bothering me with this book!”

“I’m not the one reading.” She argues, “Stop reading. You’ll be good.”

“I’ll be good? What is that supposed to mean?”

“It means you’ll get off without reading. Welcome to the Noah Adams Club. It’s a great club. Most women rub one out to his books at least three times a day.”

“Jesus!” I gag. “There are women who masturbate to his book that many times a day?”

“Yep!” She announces excitedly behind the door. “And I’m one of them. Why do you think I tried so hard to get into his pants?”

“He’s not that great looking,” I argue, expecting her to yell at me…but nothing. Not a single word comes from her mouth.

I return my attention to the book.

- “Why can’t you love me?” Anders asks softly.

“Because I can’t love anyone. I am a blank piece of paper. I cannot love. I am like dust in the wind. I cannot…”-

Oh, Come on!

“Yep!” I yell out. “Cheesiest shit I ever read. I give him credit. That opening sex scene was phenomenal. But he cannot write a scene where the main characters fall in love. It’s horrible.”

“Yeah.” She admits. “He didn’t do very well with that. He could have spent more time on the dialogue. He could have done a lot of that differently. But if you turn to page thirty-nine, you’ll become addicted to the book.”

“I’m not turning to page thirty-nine!” I argue while flipping through the pages. “I’m getting in the shower and…”

I pause as the opening sentence on page thirty-nine catches my attention.

- “Anders, we can’t.” Veronica faulters while lying on her stomach, looking out at the sea, watching the last bit of sun fade behind the world.

Anders slips her panties down. “You said you can’t love me, although you do. You never said we couldn’t fuck by the sea. No one is near us. No houses, no forest where people could hide and watch. If you don’t want this, then I can slide your panties back up.”

Veronica exhales, rocking her ass from left to right. “If I’m fucking you right here, then I better get something in return. You blow my world every time we have sex, but out in public is a new one for me. I’m scared to risk it.”

 He slips her panties the rest of the way down, quickly raising her body to force her knees to dig into the sand, bending her body forward and revealing her pussy and asshole, both looking voluptuous.

Veronica chuckles. “You’re going to slip your beast in while I am doggy style…” She tenses and gasps as she feels his tongue slide along her inner ass cheek, quickly reaching her ass. “Jesus!” She moans. “Your tongue is in the wrong hole!”

Anders slides his finger along her pussy lips, reaching her clit and maneuvering his finger in a way that Veronica has never felt, and it causes an instant burst of pleasure to rush out of her.

“What the fuck!” She cries out in pleasure. “How are you doing this…” She pauses and grinds her body along his hand and face.

Her blood courses with euphoric drugs as her stomach spasms and her heart races. She moans and moans as Anders twirls his tongue in ways she’s never felt. He caresses her pussy and clit in ways she’s only done for herself. She gasps, “Anders…” She shakily exhales and grinds her ass against his face. “I’m…”

The power of her orgasm is so strong she begins to tremble. She struggles to speak, and her hands and legs feel like they could give out at any moment. It’s the first time she’s had an orgasm from her pussy and ass.

She moans and wails in pleasure, her loudness unknown to them because she doesn’t care. “Anders!” She cries in a wave of pleasurable anger. “I’ve never had anyone slide their tongue…Jesus! And I don’t know whether to be mad or happy. I mean, I’m so fucking shaky right now. I’ve never orgasmed from my ass before. But what made you do that?”

He grabs his water bottle, quickly swishes some water around his mouth, and spits it out. “Because beautiful. I remember the last time. And how long did that take for you to orgasm?”

She inhales a pleasurable-sounding breath. “Less than three minutes.”

He flashes his eyebrows. “I’m so fucking turned on that I am dripping from the tip of my cock after doing that. You said you didn’t want to fuck out in public, so I am trying to make this as fast as possible. I have a feeling I’m going to slide into you and come in seconds.”

She bites her bottom lip, folding it in, and glances down at his thick cock with precum glazed across the tip, waiting for entry. -

Jesus! Stop reading! I need to get out of bed. I cannot keep reading this! This book is too much. The romance is cheesy, but the sex scenes…

I slip my hand along my underwear and YEP! I am soaked. I am so fucking wet that if I wanted to ‘solo’ this shit, It’d take me seconds. But I’m not going to ‘solo’ this. I am going to close the book and get ready for the day.

“Oh, by the way!” Loryn calls out from the hall again. “If you took my advice and turned to page thirty-nine, I can promise you that shit happened with Noah and Ivy in real life. Rumor has it all the sex scenes in this book…and I mean every damn sex scene, is based off shit they did.”

I scoff with disbelief. “You can shut the fuck up! Are you kidding right now? Why in the hell…if these scenes are correct…would Ivy leave him?”