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“We both know you can.” I’m so close to her now that I’m enveloped in her wild sharp scent, and I fight the need to sink my teeth into her neck.
Her eyes flash as I speak. “I want to do better, Joe.”
“Good, you should, go dump your boyfriend.” I pant into her ear.
“He’s not my boyfriend.” Her eyes lock onto mine.
“Then who is he?”
“A distraction.”
“For who?”
“I need something to get my mind off you, Joe. I want you. I want you to want me too, to notice me.”
My grip tightens around her waist, my fingers digging into her soft flesh. “Everyone in that fucking bar noticed you, Amy. You’re fucking amazing.”
“I don’t care about anyone else, Joe—” Her words cut away when a group of girls come hurtling down the corridor, giggling and falling over one another. I release her and step away, already missing her warmth. I keep my head down as they pass. When they are gone, Amy takes my hand. It’s a delicate touch. She tugs at me, urging me closer to her once more, pushes onto her tiptoes till her lips brush my ear. “The only one I care about is you.”
Amy pulls away slightly, so that her face is inches from mine, her sweet cranberry breath warming my lips, her eyes boring into mine. I am distinctly aware of her hands as they weave themselves into my hair, tugging lightly at the strands, and the way her body feels so soft against my hardness.
As if by its own volition, my hand rises to her face, my thumb traces her delicate lips, smearing her lipstick. She gasps, her eyes latched onto mine, and I can’t help but slip two fingers into her mouth she gags, her eyes water and I pull out, but not all the way. I push my fingers in again and this time she is ready. The air leaves my lungs as she sucks them in, inch by inch as I drive them into her throat, her hungry eyes never leaving mine. I withdraw my fingers and they leave her warm mouth with a barely audible pop.
My body burns, consumed by reckless lust. There are no more doubts, no more logic, no more hesitation. My lips crash into hers, urgent and needy, fire and wilderness, lust and want all mixed into one. Desire spills from us in a tangled frenzy of tongues as I drown in her skin, her smell, her touch.
The gaggle of girls bursts from the toilets, forcing me to break away from Amy and look down once more. I note the swells of her breasts and the heaving of her chest, the pointed hard nipples that tease the fabric of her shirt.
“We’re leaving,” I growl in her ear when they pass. My entire body aches with need, and I want to rip her clothes off and fuck her till she cries out my name.
“Okay.” She agrees so easily, and I want to burst.
“Meet me outside in five minutes. Go to Vinning Street, wait for me there. There is a blind corner where there are no cameras. If you look up you will find it. Go now, five minutes!”
She nods and detaches herself from me. I watch her vanish around the corner.
The male toilets are saturated with the smell of vomit covered up by hospital-grade cleaning chemicals. I make my way to the sink and splash some water on my flushed cheeks. The cold water drips down my face but does nothing to douse the fire consuming my insides. I latch onto the sink, gripping the cold porcelain and stare at my reflection in the shattered mirror, watching a hundred eyes gaze back at me. A small righteous part of me keeps trying to tell me that it’s not too late for me to walk away, it’s not too late to change my mind, but I already know that there is no way back. I have passed the point of no return and I’m too eager, too greedy, too curious to turn away now. I take a few more beats to breathe and calm myself then make my way back to the table. If anyone noticed my absence, they say nothing. Most of their eyes are glazed over with too much alcohol or fixed on the bodies of women.
I find Williams. “I’m heading out.”
“Already?”
“Annie.” I shrug as I lie, and he shakes his head with a ‘poor you’ expression. “What can I do…”
“It’s all good. I’ll try and enjoy the rest of the night for you.” He winks at me, and we both know that he’ll be leaving alone and fucking his hand tonight. “Congratulations, Rossi.” He extends his hand and I take it.
“You too.” I congratulate the rest of the team as I apologise for my early departure and cleave my way through the packed bar and to my car.
I can’t seem to move fast enough. Everything I do seems lethargic and slow. I just want to get to her. I put the car in drive and pull out of the parking lot slowly. Everything I do must be subtle, meticulous, drawing no attention.
When I get to the corner, she’s there, looking fucking stunning, and her face splits in a smile as I pull up to her. She opens the door and slips into my car. I wish I could take her right there. “I need you to get down as low as you can and stay that way till I tell you you can move.”
Her eyebrows lift just a few inches, and she licks her lower lip before curling herself low on the seat.
“Good girl,” I say without thinking and take off.
I keep the window open, letting the hot air brush my face in the hopes that it will cool me down or whisper some sense into me. It does neither, and I find it hard to keep to the speed limit. To stop at every red light, to wait, to keep waiting till I can touch her. I still haven’t done anything wrong. I can still stop and let her out and send her home and go home to Annie, to our bed, to my life, but all I taste is cranberry on my lips and it tastes like more.
I pull into the industrial area. It’s deserted and derelict, and although there’s a chance of a tweaker coming to the window to see what he can steal, the cameras in this area have been broken for months and the darkness is all-consuming.
