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My last love affair had blown up in my face.
He’d said I was too needy.
He’d said I was too affectionate.
He’d said I was too obsessed.
He’d said that I freaked him out.
Whatever.
It’d broken my heart at the time, but I also knew, only a strong man could handle me, and clearly, that hadn’t been my ex. I was finding that I hoped very much that my follower didn’t feel the same way.
I clenched my thighs when the bike roared to life, as enamored by it as I was the powerful man on it. I waited when he pulled out of his parking spot and to the end of the parking lot, where he waited for a clear shot at getting into traffic. He made it as far as the red light by the exit closest to me and stopped.
I swiped my palms along my jeans to dry the sweat from them and took a deep breath. Was I really going to do this? It was extreme, even for me.
Just let him drive away, I thought. That would be the right thing to do.
Even as I thought it, I felt the panic set in and shifted into drive to follow. The city streets made it easy for me to keep sight of him, without, I hoped, exposing myself.
Just another car driving along in the slow as all hell, after work, traffic jam.
My lane moved forward enough that I was only a couple car lengths back, and I flushed at the excitement. Panic coursed through my veins, even as I clenched my thighs at the throbbing in my clit.
That was scary and exhilarating. It was also scarily exhilarating.
What if he saw me? I thought about it for a minute. So, what if he did? He had no way of knowing I was aware of him. We were just two ships passing at sea.
A dark, gripping thrill shot through me. I’d never behaved so brazenly, and potentially stupidly, before. He could be a rapist, or a killer, or any number of very, very bad things.
My lane kept scooting forward until we were neck and neck. No way he didn’t notice me now. No way he didn’t recognize the car he’d been watching for ages.
Acutely aware of him and where he sat, I took in a deep breath through my nose and out my mouth then shifted in my seat, desperately trying to assuage the ever-growing ache between my thighs.
Strong arms reached up to the higher than normal handlebars, and thickly muscled legs held the bike up. He was staring dead at me, black aviators hiding his eyes from my view. I shivered. He could reach out and touch my car, yank open the door and-, well, I wasn’t sure what he could do after that.
My internal alarms sounded, warning me of danger, danger, danger!
Too bad I’d had no desire to listen to them.
Instead, this time, I preferred to toy with danger; to flitter around, daring it to reach out and grab me. Terrified and thrilled. Excited and exhilarated.
I eased forward a teensy bit more and watched as his eyes stayed pinned to my car. I couldn’t help myself. I grinned straight at him. His head jerked in surprise, but he could do nothing as traffic in my lane began to move.
I passed the tow truck that was impeding traffic and then, disappointed that there would be no following him this time, I sped down the road and headed home.
After unloading my groceries and heating up a can of soup, I slipped out of my clothes and into the shower. With the heat adjusted to my favorite temperature, I stepped under the shower-head and reached up to tweak a nipple.
I moaned
at the feeling and closed my eyes so I could imagine it was my mystery man, then I slid two fingers against my clit and brought myself to orgasm.
At least this time, I, mostly, knew what his face looked like.
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I jerked awake and froze, not even daring to breathe, unsure what had pulled me from my slumber. My lungs burned to release the pent-up breath, and my heart raced to escape my chest, but there wasn’t another sound to be heard.
