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She gives me a look of surprise, and I think for a second maybe I overstepped the mark. She is clearly not in a great frame of mind at the moment. But then the twinkle of desire is back in her gaze and that sexy smirk returns to her lips. "You're right. Fuck me right here, up against this cold, hard concrete wall. It's what I need. Show me how much you missed me. I need to be reminded just how bad I can be."
Music to my ears. "Good girl." I scrunch her short skirt up higher around her waist and pull her panties to the side, giving me access to her soaking-wet pussy. I knew she would be drenched and ready, she always is.
I stroke her, feeling her warmth as I explore. I can't see her beautiful body very well in the shadowy dark, but the scent of her arousal is in the air and it's lethal for my senses. I slip two fingers in deep, filling her tight little pussy. She arches her back, grinding herself toward the pulse of my movement.
"Yes," she moans. "God, this is what I need."
As I pump her, she reaches for my pants, tugging and pulling them down enough for my hard dick to be released. I slide my hand out of her, grabbing her ass to reposition her so I can push straight in.
"Fuck, yes," I hiss. This is what I've needed since she left me sitting in my car in her driveway last week. To know we're okay. I move back and forth slowly, looking straight into her pretty blue eyes. I was craving her raw and ready for me, nothing between us, our two bodies connected. Fuck, realization dawns. "Please tell me you're on birth control, because I don't want to stop what we're doing right now."
She grinds toward me, not liking that I've stopped. "Keep going. I am, we're covered. Don't fucking stop now."
That's all I need to hear. I don't think I could stop now even if I wanted to. "Thank fuck." I pick up the speed, thrusting into her with all the pent-up frustration I've had toward this situation all week. I know I'm taking it out on her, and I shouldn't be, but she really doesn't seem to mind like this. My free hand palms her tits through her shirt. Her body feels so fucking good under my touch.
"That's it, Brad. Screw me so hard. I need it, I need you." Her voice is hoarse and desperate, and I love that I do that to her. Her hand goes to the back of my neck, and she pulls my lips back to hers with force, kissing me hungrily. Her nails dig into my back as she grips on through every hard pump. She's getting close, I can feel it.
I drown out her load moans of pleasure with my mouth as her body convulses around me, ripping my own orgasm from my body as I fill her. I can feel the beads of sweat dripping down my back. That was fast and hot. And everything we both needed right now.
I hold her in my arms, and she drops her head to my shoulder. "Brad, I think..."
Someone calls out Andy's name. She jumps up quickly. Then another person calls for her. Her friends must have come looking for her. Damn it, I wasn't done here. I still need to talk to her properly.
"Shit, Darcy and Luna." She cringes, already wiggling out of my grip on her. "I'm so sorry, but I better go before they find us like this." She stands, tugging her skirt down and fixing her shirt.
I pull her face toward me and kiss her once more. "See you at dinner," I say quietly so her friends don't hear, then she takes off around the corner and into the night. I hear them talking and I know she's safe with them so I can leave. I better get to the team dinner that I'm now late for.
Not exactly where I was going when I wanted to see her tonight. I wanted to talk, but with Andy, that's where it always seems to end up. We need each other. I need her more than I have ever needed anything before in my life.
Chapter Twenty
Andy
I sprintaround the corner to find where their voices are coming from. My friends are walking together, and they look pissed. At me. "We came back for you when you didn't arrive at the restaurant. You had us worried," snaps Luna angrily, hands crossed over her chest. "You know you're not the only one worried about this stalker that's following you, right, Andy? Your friends are scared as hell for your safety."
I give her an apologetic smile. "Sorry. I'm fine, though, just caught up in my own little world having a long shower after the game," I lie, feeling the slippery ooze of what I was just doing roll down my legs.
They both give me a filthy look, and I know I'm the shittiest liar in the world so they can see right through me. "What? I was!" I protest, probably too hard. "I was pissed off with myself, so I needed it," I lie again. But it's half true. That is the reason I was here late before I ran into Brad. And I feel bad because these girls are my best friends, and I normally would tell them everything. But in this situation, I know I can't, not anymore.
"Brad wasn't at dinner yet either…" says Luna, raising a brow. "I thought you two broke it off." Damn, they're too smart, they know me too well.
Darcy takes my hand; she's not as pissed as Luna. "We're just worried about you, Andy, you're not yourself lately. He has you doing things you wouldn't normally. Don't you think?"
"Not really," I say with an eye roll. I get it, they care, but I'm pretty sure I can handle this on my own.
"Babe, you know you're not yourself. What happened tonight out on the field, that wasn't you. We have been your friends a long time, and we can see you changing for this guy. Your head is in the clouds, you're distracted, you're not sleeping or eating properly. Even your sister is worried about you."
Jasmine hasn't said anything to me about any of this, and she would normally be the first to. I give them both a hard assessing glare. "I'm not changing for him. This has just been a shitty week. If anything, I played so terribly because I miss being with him. Breaking it off with him was really hard, especially when I didn't want to. This whole thing is fucked up. I finally find a guy I like enough to want to try something with and he's out of reach. Not only that but I'm being watched. You two have no idea how much that shit messes with your head. I'm fucking over it. I want my life to go back to normal." Good thing no one else is around because I'm practically yelling at them.
Now it's Darcy who rolls her eyes in Luna's direction. Why are they hating on him so much? I thought they liked him. Can't they see he makes me happy? I'm only off my game this week because we've been apart. "Ahh, you two wouldn't understand," I say, throwing my arms up in frustration and stalking up the road faster. I finally find a guy worth having something with and my two best friends are trying to warn me away from him.
They jog to catch up with me. Luna grabs my arm, stopping me, and I spin around abruptly. "Hey, Andy, don't be like that. We just care about you, and we're a little worried for your safety. See, Darcy has a theory."
I glance at Darcy, and she gives me a tight smile. A theory? What is she talking about? "On what?" I snap. I have almost had enough of this shit for tonight.
"Just hear her out, Andy, I think she might be on to something." Why am I not surprised that Darcy is the one behind this? She probably wanted him for herself and is all jealous.
I glare at her, waiting for this wonderful moment of clarity she's about to enlighten me with. The two of them take a seat on a park bench. I stay standing, not wanting to completely commit to the conversation when I have no idea what she's going on about.
