Chapter 3
Cole
We’re walking toward the bathroom, and I still cannot believe she agreed to this, let alone suggested it.
But here we are, and the tension coursing between us seems to increase with each step.
I’m wondering if she will end up changing her mind.
She still seems a little unsure of all of this.
I’m not going to question it, though, because that could be what changes her mind, and I’m praying she doesn’t.
Finally, we reach the bathroom, and I cannot hold back anymore.
I corner her, and my mouth is on her in an instant.
Her mouth is so warm and feels so right.
I cannot wait to taste the rest of her. We make our way into a stall and secure the door, our lips still locked.
I press her against the wall, pull the hem of her dress up just enough to reach her pussy, and start teasing her through her panties.
She is so wet, and she whimpers at the contact, my already hard cock twitching with need.
I pull her dress off her and toss it over the side of the stall, and now she is standing in front of me, bare-chested and only wearing her black lace thong. She looks like a goddess.
I pull her to me, threading my fingers through her hair and grabbing the back of her head.
When I lock my lips with hers, she moans into my mouth.
I trail down her neck before pulling one of her nipples into my mouth and sucking, causing her breath to catch.
I kneel in front of her and rip her thong off—we are going to leave those sexy-ass heels on though.
Trailing my kisses over her thighs, I lift her leg over my shoulder.
I lean in and suck her clit into my mouth, and she moans so loud.
It’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever heard, and my cock twitches again.
I continue licking her as I thrust my fingers into her tight opening, feeling how close she already is by how hard her pussy is clenching my fingers.
“Oh, I’m co …” She climaxes mid-sentence.
Her tightness around my fingers causes my cock to ache more.
Needing a release more than I ever have in my life, I unbutton my jeans and yank them down with my boxers.
I grab a condom from my wallet, then take my cock in hand and stroke it twice, causing her to moan.
I slip the condom on and grab her hips, lifting her against the wall for support.
She wraps her legs around me. Then I slide my cock into her.
She moans repeatedly as I continue to thrust inside her.
“Fuck, you feel so good,” I groan as I lean over to trail kisses up her neck and to her mouth.
She is milking my cock so good—I don’t think I’ve ever had sex this incredible.
I’m so close already. I move my hand between us and start rubbing circles on her clit.
“Come for me, baby,” I say, which seems to set her off.
She’s writhing below me as I come so hard that my vision goes black.
I lean my head onto the wall beside her, both of us trying to catch our breath.
“That was incredible, I definitely needed that,” she says with a quiet laugh. We stand there for a moment before I finally pull out of her. She grabs toilet paper and cleans herself up, and I pull the condom off and toss it into the small trashcan in the stall.
“I’ve got to go. I have a lot to do tomorrow. I have to find a place and furniture and a million other things. It’s going to be a busy day.” She grabs her dress from where it was hanging on the side of the stall and starts putting it on.
“Are you sure?” I ask, hoping she decides to stay here for a little longer instead. I’m not ready for her to leave, which is new for me. There’s just something about this woman that keeps me wanting more, wanting her to stay.
She glances at me, gives me a slight smile, and says, “Yeah. This was fun. But I’ve got to go, I really can’t stay.” I just stare at her, confused, as she walks out of the stall, then I hear the bathroom door open and close.
This was the most incredible sex I have had in a long time, and now I don’t know what I’m going to do.
I never got her number, and I don’t even know her name.
I hurry to finish cleaning myself up, and then I rush out of the bathroom to try to catch her before she leaves.
Once I get into the main area of MD’s, I scan the room for her, but she’s nowhere to be found.
Ellie
I am freaking out. I just had the best sex of my life with a total stranger, then I panicked and ran. I know nothing about him. Well, I do know his name is Cole and he is insanely attractive. I search the bar quickly for Bri.
Once I find her, I rush over to her. “Bri, we need to leave.”
She glances around me before she looks at me. “Uh, yeah, OK. Let’s pay our tab, then we can go.” We walk over to the bar, and she pays. I keep glancing behind me to the bathroom hallway, hoping he doesn’t follow. Finally, Bri finishes paying, and we rush out.
Luckily, Bri thought ahead enough to order us a ride as she was paying.
The car pulls up as we walk out of the bar.
We get in and make the drive to Bri’s. My mind is reeling as the drive goes on.
Two days ago, I was engaged to be married to a man I had been with for six years, and now today I am on my way to my temporary home in a different state after having amazing sex with a stranger, in the bathroom of a bar. It’s funny how fast life can change.
“So why are we running?” Bri asks, breaking me out of my thoughts. I tell her about everything that happened after she walked away from the table.
“Why did you just abandon him?” she asks.
“Bri, my life is a mess right now. I just moved here, I don’t even have my own home. Jason and I just broke up. I am not in the place to get into anything new. Everything is already so messy, I really don’t want to make it any worse.”
“It just seems like he really liked you. It wouldn’t have hurt just to have some fun. It would be good for you to blow off some steam.”
“Even if I wanted to, it’s too late to do anything about it now.” I know I shouldn’t have left like I did. He seemed like a great guy.
We finally make it back to her house, and then we spend the rest of the night talking about what apartments I am looking at this weekend. She helps me pick out a few more that look nice, and she agrees to go with me to look at them.
We wake up the next morning and spend the day hunting for my new apartment. I finally find an apartment late that night, and I spend Sunday shopping for furniture. Since I flew to New York, I didn’t bring much with me other than all my clothes. I wanted to start fresh.
Luckily my apartment is small, so I don’t need to buy much.
It’s a one-bedroom, one-bath. Big enough for just a couch and a recliner in the living room, a small table with chairs for the dining room, and a couple of stools for the island in the kitchen, as it’s an open concept.
I bought a queen-size bed. I’m going to buy other necessities as time goes on.
I was able to get rush delivery on my bed and the recliner, so they arrived today, but everything else is coming tomorrow.
Thankfully, Bri has the day off and will hang out at my apartment until it comes.
It’s now Sunday night, and I am preparing for my first day at my new job. My thoughts keep wandering to Friday night and Cole. I still regret leaving like I did, and I wonder if I could find him again. I laugh at the crazy thought because this is New York. There is no way I could find him again.