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Carson

SIX YEARS AGO

A soft body collides into the back of mine and liquid splashes, soaking the material of the back of my t-shirt. It's cold against my skin and my spine straightens, my body tensing from the sensation. Music bumps from the speakers throughout the club, the strobe lights above flashing in tandem to the beat, yet somehow, over all the commotion, I can hear the sound of her velvety voice when she speaks.

"Oh, fuck." She lets out a breath, her tone flustered and annoyed. "I'm so sorry."

My movements are slow as I spin around to look at the stranger and I'm delighted in what I find. My 6'4" frame towers over hers and I have to tip my chin to look at her, even with her feet shoved into a pair of white heels. Her cheeks are tinted pink, her high cheekbones sparkling beneath the strobe lights overhead. Her long dark hair is pulled back in a sleek high ponytail, without a single hair out of place. Her long lashes flutter, revealing the most beautiful hues of gold and green shimmering in her irises.

The best part of all?

The annoyance written in her expression. The way her dainty nose is scrunched, her dark eyebrows tugging together. She looks like someone spilled their drink on her . The black dress she's wearing hugs her curves in all the right places, stopping just along the middles of her tanned thighs.

Amusement washes over me and I cock my head to the side as she stares up at me. "Did you spill your drink on me?"

"Yes. Some asshole bumped into me and knocked me into you." She closes her eyes, her nostrils spreading as her chest rises from the deep breath she sucks in. She takes a second, blows it out and looks back at me once more. "This place is packed tonight, there’s barely any room to move." She shakes her head, like she's trying to shake away her irritation. "Can I buy you an apology drink or something?"

"There’s no apology needed,” I tell her, a smile lifting my lips. “But I’ll buy you one instead.”

Her red lips spread, revealing her bright white teeth as she ducks her head and lets out a soft laugh. “ I appreciate the offer, but I don’t really drink except for the occasional glass of wine.” She lifts her glass, shrugging as a sheepish look dances across her expression. “This is just water.”

“Aren’t you refreshing?” I let out a low chuckle, resisting the urge to trail my fingers across her exposed collarbones. I didn’t come here with the plan of taking someone home, but I’m not opposed to entertaining that idea with her. “What brings you out to a place like this if you aren’t drinking?”

She pulls her bottom lip between her teeth, dragging the top ones of her flesh before releasing it. “I came here to dance and forget about my ex’s engagement announcement.” Her eyes scan my face. “What about you? Are you just here to drink?”

There’s my confirmation that she’s single.

“Maybe I came here to dance too.”

Her face cracks and her laughter teases my eardrums. “I highly doubt that.”

“Want to find out?”

She tips her head to the side, watching me with a decisive look in her gold and green orbs as she raises a manicured eyebrow. “You’re rather brazen, aren’t you?”

“I wouldn’t say that,” I tell her, my voice dropping lower as I inch closer to her. I enter her space, standing close enough that I can smell the floral notes of her perfume. Warmth radiates from her body, but I don’t dare to touch her. Not without her consent. “Something caught my interest and I’m not in the habit of letting opportunities slip away.”

Her plump lips part, demanding my attention as she lets out a ragged breath. “And what opportunity do you think presented itself?”

It’s getting late and I might as well lay the bait now and see if she takes it. I’m not interested in anything other than a good time and considering the fact that she’s a bit jaded, maybe she’s looking for the same .

“One that offers a few hours of distraction without any promise of attachment.” My tongue darts out to wet my lips as I drag my gaze back to hers. “The kind that will remind you that your ex isn’t shit.”

Her eyes slowly scan mine, slow and seductive as the corners of her mouth lift just a fraction of a centimeter. “You are absolutely brazen.”

“Maybe,” I chuckle, shaking my head at her. “Or maybe I just know what I want and find it easier to be straightforward about it.”

She stares at me for a moment like she’s contemplating what I said before she takes my drink from me and sets it on the high top table beside me. She sets hers down, moving closer. Her hand slides into mine, her fingers threading through the spaces between mine as she smiles at me. “Come dance with me and we’ll see where the night goes.”

“Lead the way.”

I let her lead me back into the crowd of people, pulling me deeper into the center before she turns around to face me. Her eyes find mine as she begins to move her hips, swaying them back and forth as she finds harmony with the beat that pumps through the speakers. I stand back for a moment, watching her, completely mesmerized by the way she begins to weave her body to the music.

Her head tips back, her eyes falling shut as she lifts her arms above her head, winding and twisting to the melody. My eyes don’t dare to leave her and as the crowd around us grows tighter, I immediately step closer in an effort to keep anyone else away .

She straightens her spine, her eyelids lifting as she finds my eyes with a dazed look in hers. It’s absolutely intoxicating and my god, I want to drink from her. I want to be intoxicated too. She’s drunk on endorphins and a smile dances across her lips as she reaches for me. Her hands find mine and she tugs on me, pulling me closer.

My feet move without instruction and I close the distance until my body is almost flush with hers. My hands abandon hers, reaching for her hips as I shift her closer. Her body moves, still shifting with the music and I start to move with her, letting myself get lost in her as our surroundings begin to fade away. The blood rushes to my cock and it throbs as it grows, pressing against the zipper of my pants.

Leaning forward, my cheek brushing against hers, my mouth dipping closer to her ear. “What’s your name?” I murmur, my lips grazing the outer shell. Her body reacts, a shiver rippling through her as she inhales sharply and rolls her shoulders.

Shifting away from me, she lifts her arms, hooking her wrists around the back of my neck. Her hands slide along my nape, her fingertips plunging through my hair. “Andi,” she breathes, her eyes hooded as she gazes up at me. “What’s yours?”

“Carson.”

She stares up at me for a few seconds before dropping her arms away from the back of my neck. My hands are still on her hips and as she shifts her weight, she spins around in front of me, my palms sliding over the silky material of her dress until I’m gripping her again. She shimmies back towards me, her ass pressing against my cock as she begins to grind against me.

My cock pulsates as she moves against my length, only making it harder. I can’t help myself as I shift my hips forward, grinding myself into her in tandem with her movements. My heart pounds in my chest at the thought of getting her out of here and out of this dress.

Taking someone home is always like rolling the dice, but our chemistry is off the charts. We’ve barely even spoken, yet I’m drawn to her like a moth to a flame. Perhaps it's the mysteriousness to her or her being a stranger.

Fingers spread, I begin to move my palms around the fronts of her thighs, my fingertips drifting across her skin beneath the bottom hem of her dress. She presses back into me harder as I move my hands beneath the material, slowly dragging it up her thighs. We’re in the middle of a room full of people, but it’s too dark for anyone to see what’s happening.

I could probably slide my cock into her right now and no one would even notice.

Andi’s head falls back against my shoulder as my fingertips move to her inner thighs, just nearly brushing against her cunt. Heat radiates from her and a groan rumbles in my chest as she lets out the softest moan. Just as I skim along the outside of her panties, she abruptly spins in my arms, my hands now falling onto her ass.

She slides her hands around the back of my neck once more, pulling my face closer to hers. I stare down at her, watching her eyes as they bounce between my eyes and move to my lips before completing the same triangular pattern.

I can’t control my gaze as it hones in on her perfect mouth. My tongue darts out to wet my lips and I wait for her move. She lifts herself onto her toes, her lips nearing closer to mine before I meet her in the middle, my mouth immediately capturing hers.

The tension swirls in the air around us, growing thicker by the moment. Her lips move against mine and when I slide my tongue along the seam of her mouth, she doesn’t hesitate to let me in. Her lips part and my tongue finds hers, soft like velvet as she kisses me with an intensity that rocks me to my core. Goddamn, who the fuck is this woman?

Her fingers dig into my skin, her nails cutting into my flesh. Intentionally slowing down the kiss, I move my lips slowly, nipping, tasting, touching and teasing her with every sweeping movement of my tongue. She matches my energy, equally torturing me until it feels like I could potentially come apart at the seams.

Abruptly, I pull away from her, both of us breathless as my eyes search the depths of hers. She’s giving me all the signs that point in the right direction, but I need to hear her words. I need her to give me that verification that she wants the same thing I want.

Neither of us are looking for anything more than a good time.

Andi moves closer to me, lifting back up onto her toes as she peppers kisses along the underside of my jaw. Her tongue is soft as it slides along the side of my neck, her teeth sinking into the lobe of my ear before her voice penetrates my eardrum. “I want you.”

Goddamn, I love a woman who doesn’t fuck around.

“Do you want to come back to my place?”

“No.” She shakes her head, her cheek moving against mine. “I want to do something spontaneous that I’ve never done before.” She pauses, her hands sliding along my biceps. “How do you feel about finding somewhere to fuck me here instead?”

Holy fucking shit.

“You want me to fuck you here, where everyone can see?” I murmur, my face dipping closer to her ear. “Does the thought of that excite you?”

“It does,” she admits, her voice filled with lust as she presses her body against mine. “But I’d rather go somewhere a little private so people don’t see us.”

“Come with me,” I tell her, my tongue tracing the outer shell of her ear before I pull away from her. “I’m sure there’s somewhere we can go.”

Andi follows behind me, her hand in mine as I pull her through the thick crowded room. We reach a break in the sea of bodies where it opens into a hallway. It’s dark and the music is still loud, but it’s a bit quiet. A little more private. I lead her deeper into the hall and farther away from the rest of the people. We pass the bathrooms and there are a few other doors. My hand finds the handles and I test each one until finally finding one that’s unlocked.

It must have accidentally been left that way, because when we slip into the room, it looks like it’s someone’s office. I hit the light switch, letting it flicker on as Andi surveys the space. She spins around, her eyes finding mine. “I don’t know if we should be in here.”

“Maybe we should be in here then,” I tell her, a smirk lifting my lips as I stalk closer. “We’re somewhere private, but the risk of getting caught still exists.”

Lust burns deeply in the green and gold hues of her eyes. “If that’s the case, we’re only wasting time with meaningless words.”

“Tell me what you want, baby. You want me to bend you over that desk and fuck you?” My hands find her hips as I abruptly pull her flush against me. She inhales sharply, her nails digging into my shoulders. “Or perhaps you’d rather I sit in that chair and you climb on top of me and ride me.”

She stares at me for a moment. “We’re not going to exchange numbers or anything after this, right? I want to walk out of that door with not a single string attached.”

A chuckle rumbles in my chest as I lift my hand to the base of her neck. “I don’t do strings, darling.” My face dips down to hers, my teeth nipping at her lips. “I think we’re both here for the same thing.”

“I’ve never had a one night stand before.”

Her words catch me by surprise. I wouldn’t have pegged her as this being her first time with how forward she’s been with me. I pull away, just far enough to peer down into her eyes. “You’ve come to the right place then.” My hand grips her neck, the other sliding along her collar bone before shoving the thing strap of her dress past her shoulder. “Let me show you how it’s done.”

My mouth finds hers once more, my hand plunging beneath the neckline of her silk dress as her tongue slides between my lips. Tongues tangling, she moans into my mouth and I swallow the sounds as my fingers drift over her nipples. Her soft flesh pebbles beneath my touch and I take my time, touching and teasing each of her breasts while my other hand grips her neck.

Her hands drop down to the waistband of my pants, sliding the button through the hole before she begins to pull down my zipper. Cool air grazes the bottom of my abdomen and her soft fingers shove down my boxer briefs, freeing my throbbing cock. She moans into my mouth again, the sound vibrating directly to my balls as she wraps her hand around my length, slowly pumping her fist around me.

If she keeps doing that, I’m going to fucking ruin this and come all over both of us.

Breaking away from her, my hand abandons her throat and I drop the both to her hips as I spin her around to face the opposite direction. My legs press against hers, the precum on the tip of my cock undoubtedly leaving a mark on the back of her dress as I urge her forward. We don’t stop until we reach the desk.

Leaning forward, I sweep everything off the surface, not giving a fuck about what tumbles unto the ground. Andi lets out a soft breath, raising an eyebrow at me as she glances at me over her shoulder. Silently, I tear my gaze from her, my hands sliding beneath her dress before I find the waistband of her g-string. I hook my fingers under the material, lowering myself to the floor to remove them before standing back upright, setting her panties on the desk near us.

“Lift your dress and bend over the desk for me,” I command, my hand pressing against the nape of her neck as I trail my lips over the tops of her shoulders. “Show me where you want me to fuck you.”

Andi does as she’s told, lifting her dress until it’s bunched around her waist. She leans forward, pressing the front of her body against the desk as I step up behind her. My hand rubs her ass cheek, drifting across her crack before palming the other. Her body is taut and it’s clear she works out and takes care of herself. I’m fucking obsessed.

Are you sure you want to do this?” I question her as I reach into my back pocket for my wallet. I keep an emergency condom in there in case a situation ever arises. I need to make sure this is what she wants before I proceed.

She doesn’t hesitate and the word comes out breathlessly. “Yes.”

My cock pulsates as the tip brushes against the center of her cunt. Warm and wet, ready and accepting. I flip open my wallet and begin to move the cards around, digging for the condom I could have sworn I put in there. I practically empty the entire fucking thing and come up empty handed.

“Fuck.”

She lifts her chest, propping herself on her arms as she looks back at me. “What’s wrong?”

My eyes fall shut and I let out a breath as I run a frustrated hand through my hair. “I don’t have a condom.”

“That’s okay,” she says in a rush, her voice breathless. My eyelids flutter open, immediately meeting her gaze. “I have an IUD.”

Oh thank fuck.

Although it pulled us from the moment, as soon as she presses her ass back against me again, we’re both thrown back into the rush, into the lust. And fuck me, I need to be inside of her. Lifting my hand, I spit into my palm and lower it to my cock. Wrapping my fingers around my girth, I pump it a few times, getting myself wet before pressing against her again.

Andi lowers herself back onto the desk, her hands gripping the edges of it as she lifts herself up, granting me better access to her pussy as she pushes against me. The tip of my cock presses into her, pushing into her warmth. She inhales sharply, her head turning to the side as her eyes widen.

“Goddamn, you feel so fucking good,” I groan, sinking deep into her with one fluid thrust of my hips. Andi moans, her eyes rolling back in her head as I fill her to the hilt, my balls pressing against her.

“Jesus Christ,” she breathes, half moaning as she white knuckles the edge of the desk.

“You can take it, baby,” I moan, my hands sliding over her body. I shift my hips and slowly begin to move, thrusting in and out of her. Andi’s face is pressed against the desk, her eyelids fluttering shut as she lets out a soft cry. “You’re doing so good, taking every inch of me. ”

She’s soaked, her pussy gripping me as I slide in and out, stroking her insides. Her body lurches forward and my hands slide down to her hips, gripping her as the desk groans beneath the force of my thrusts. What starts out as slow and teasing, quickly becomes something rushed and driven by urgency. My fingertips dig into her flesh as I fuck her harder, earning moans and soft cries from her as I fill her to the brim with every hard thrust.

Abandoning her right hip, I drag my fingertips along her spine, making my way up to the back of her neck as I continue to pound into her. Her cunt stretches around me, sucking my cock in every time I press back into her. My hand grips the back of her neck, holding her down against the desk as I move my left hand around the front of her body, pushing my fingers between her legs.

“Open wider for me, baby. I want to play with your pussy while I fuck you.”

Andi’s knuckles are white and she does as she’s told, parting her legs as she remains bent over the side of the desk. My fingers brush against her clit and she immediately tenses, her cunt clenching around my length. My movements become a bit slower as I pump my hips while finding a rhythm with my fingertips rubbing her clit.

“Don’t stop, Carson,” Andi moans, her ass pressing harder into me as she takes every thrust. “I’m so close.”

Fuck, she’s hot.

Applying more pressure, I roll my fingers, circling her clit as I feel her getting even closer. “That’s it,” I moan, my head tipping back as my face screws up. My eyelids slam shut, the muscles in my shoulders tightening as the warmth in my stomach begins to overflow. “Come for me.”

I groan, my hand gripping the back of her neck tighter as I pound into her harder. She cries out, the walls of her cunt pulsating around my cock as she loses herself around me. Her orgasm sends shockwaves through her body, her pussy gripping me so fucking tight, it sends me over the edge. My cock fills her completely as I start to come, pumping her full as I slowly thrust in and out.

She’s a mess of breathless moans by the time we’re both done. I slide my hand away from the front of her body, withdrawing as I slowly pull out of her. My hands find her hips and I pull her away from the desk, helping her to stand upright as she gets her bearings straight.

Her chest rises and falls in rapid succession, shallow breaths escape her as she stares back at me. Her hair is disheveled, her cheeks tinted pink, eyes glazed over and lips swollen. Reaching down, she pulls her dress back down her thighs, covering herself.

“That was the best distraction I’ve ever had.”

Bending down, I grab a box of tissues I knocked off the desk and hand them to her as she cleans herself. “You know, I could give you my number and be of service any time you want.”

What the fuck am I saying?

Her eyes slide to mine as she pushes away from the desk. She clicks her tongue as she walks past me, stopping by the trashcan by the door as she disposes of the tissues. I wipe off my dick and shove it back into my pants as I get myself straightened.

Turning back to look at me, she shakes her head, amusement lighting up her expression. “That wasn’t what we agreed to,” she says with a wink and a lazy grin. “But if we ever happen to run into each other again, I’m sure I can use another distraction.”

“Consider it a deal.”

“Thanks, Carson. You made my first one night stand an enjoyable experience,” she says, smiling at me once more as she reaches for the door handle. She gives me one last lingering stare before pulling the door open. “Enjoy the rest of your night.”

I watch her as she disappears through the doorway, leaving me alone in the office without another word. I’d enjoy the rest of my night a little more if I got to spend it still buried inside of her, but goddamn, I cannot complain one bit about what just happened. I know virtually nothing about her, except that she takes my cock like no one else does.

What a shame this was limited to a one night thing. We could have had a lot of fun.

Leaning back, my hands land on the desk and I feel the soft material beneath my palm. Wrapping my fingers around it, a smile dances across my lips as I lift it into the air and realize what I’m holding.

Her underwear.

A soft chuckle escapes me as I tuck them into the front pocket of my pants. At some point tonight, she’s going to notice they’re missing and they’ll be long gone by then.

I exit through the same door and I push my way through the club until I finally make my way to the front of the building. The front door is guarded by bouncers and they nod as I slip outside, walking to the curb as I pull out my phone to get an Uber. I secure a car and lift my gaze from my phone just as another vehicle pulls up a few feet away.

My heart pounds in my chest as I see Andi striding towards it. She pulls it open, moving around to the car to lower herself in when her gaze meets mine. Eyes locked, her lips lift and we share a moment, the particles crackling between us through the cool night air.

I could walk over and try to get in the car with her, but I don’t. Tipping my chin, I nod at her once more, bidding her goodbye with her thong tucked away in the front pocket of my pants. Andi’s gaze lingers once more before she lifts her hand to give me a small wave.

I watch her get into the car, the door closing behind her and there’s a pause before the vehicle begins to pull away from the curb, easing onto the street. She was only looking for a distraction and I was more than happy to give her exactly what she wanted. I’ve never been one to look for anything more than a hookup.

She was just a passing moment in time, but I know she’s not one I’m likely to forget.