Girl You Fucked Before (18+)

I Simply Can't Go Another Second Longer Without Having You

"Great!" I exclaimed, clapping my hands. "Then it's settled. Party in New York City, baby!"

Matt

It wasn't a complete lie. I did of course, trust Vanessa. Addison was the one I had misgivings about. After a few vodka shots in her system and a gaggle of beefy males surrounding her, I didn't fully believe that she wouldn't pressure my girlfriend into reckless behavior.

What's one peck on the cheek, she would question at Addison's prompting. It's not cheating if there are no feelings involved.

From there, the lines would become as blurry as her memory when she tried to recall the next day what had occurred. But I couldn't fight it. I couldn't be there in every pressured situation Vanessa wound up in to make sure she chose the right decision.

So, there was nothing left to do except let her go and hope like hell she always came back into my arms.

Once our pizza had arrived, we dove into the hot cheese and pepperoni as we caught up with each other on our new lives. Addison, no doubt embellished a few details about hers, but I sensed that Vanessa was doing the opposite. It seemed as though she was holding back when I asked her how her classes were going.

She shrugged. "Okay," she answered quietly.

I blew on my steaming meal before taking a bite. "Just okay? Isn't it exciting living on your own though?"

"I suppose."

Furrowing my brows, I titled my head so that I could catch her eye. "And how are you enjoying the city? Have you found any cool spots that you want to bring us to? Any recommendations?"

She glanced away, twisting and untwisting her paper napkin. "You would probably enjoy the public library. I hear it's quite the majestic place to visit."

She heard? She doesn't know firsthand?

Clearing my throat, I grasped her hands. "V, you are happy here, aren't you?"

She shrugged my touch free. "Of course, I am. This is my dream school." Even though she forced out a smile to go with that statement, her eyes remained dull.

I patted her on the shoulder. "Well...alright. But just know if there's anything bothering you, I'm always here to listen."

Groaning loudly, Addison unfastened the top button of her skin-tight jeans as she wiped the grease off her mouth with the back of her hand. "I'm so stuffed. You're going to have to carry me out of here, Matt."

She tossed a wadded-up napkin onto the table amongst her crumbs, and I scowled at her as I carefully set the tissue onto her plate. "Can you not be such a slob? Someone else has to clean up after you, you know. It wouldn't kill you to show an ounce of decency."

She held up her palms. "Oops. Didn't mean to offend you, busboy." She covered the side of her face as she pointed at me, mouthing something to Vanessa. Vanessa smirked in response.

I snatched Addison's hand away from her face. "What insult is she gossiping about me now?"

Vanessa giggled. "She just reminded me that you were being a bear today."

Addison's mouth fell upon as she spread her arms wide. "Bruh! Does girl code not mean anything to you?"

She shrugged. "Sorry. You might be my girl, but I can't keep secrets from my guy."

"Pssh. And you call yourself my bestie," Addison grumbled, waving her friend off. "What do we want to do next? Although I'm not sure I want to go anywhere with you two traitors. God, V what happened to the days when it used to be us against Matt and now, I'm the one being ganged up on. It's not fair." Crossing her arms, she pouted.

"Tragic, Addie," I replied, sarcastically. "You should write a book on it, really."

"I definitely should. I can call it The Tale of Two Traitors. He was the evilest of people. She was the nicest of people."

Smirking, I let my gaze travel across the table until it fell upon Vanessa. She didn't appear to be listening to a single word that Addison droned on about as she stared at me with a heated look in her cocoa infused irises.

Shoving aside her plate, she stood up abruptly. "I...um...need to use the restroom. I'll be back in a minute." She slid out of the booth, massaging my shoulder as she walked by.

I stretched my arms above my head as I leaned back in the chair, thinking about how great it would feel to get the blood flowing in my legs with a walk in the city after a few hours spent driving. Now, I had never been one for picking up on subtle hints. I had managed to stay in the dark for four whole years about Vanessa's feelings towards me even though looking back, Addison had always dropped super obvious hints. So, I could only blame my clueless nature as the reason for why I didn't catch on to Vanessa's signals that she wanted me to follow her until my phone buzzed with her text message.

Come. NOW! was all it read.

Well, she doesn't have to tell me twice. Leaping up, I stuffed my cell in my jeans pocket. "Actually, the bathroom sounds like a fantastic idea. It's been a long trip," I announced, unconvincingly. Addison arched a brow but surprisingly didn't say anything.

No sooner had I stepped foot inside the restroom, did Vanessa reach out her hand and yank me into a toilet stall with her. I fumbled to lock the door behind me as she planted fervent wet kisses all over my neck, running her fingers through my hair. "Where was this bold version of Vanessa back in high school?" I joked.

"Too busy being a fool," she murmured, her fingers flying to my belt buckle as she struggled to undo it quickly. "Matt," she breathed. "We haven't been intimate in a month. I simply can't go another second longer without having you."

I had spent a solid year yearning to hear those words and the sound of them now, falling so easily from her lips, was a huge turn-on and the only encouragement I needed. Grabbing her by the waist, I hoisted her up so that her legs were wrapped around me, and her hands were braced against the walls of the stall for support.

Pushing up her dress, I found my way inside of her and began thrusting. A cry of pleasure escaped her throat, and she closed her eyes, titling her head back.

Toilet paper was strewn about the dingy tiles and the place had a grimy appearance to it that indicated the bathroom hadn't been solidly deep cleaned in years, but I didn't give a damn. Even though the atmosphere was hardly sexy, watching her in the throes of passion was all I needed to get me rock hard.

As she gripped onto the makeshift wall, she lowered her lips back to mine and poured all her longing into kissing the hell out of me. "I've missed you too, baby," I murmured, getting lost in her supple body. And the next thing I knew, we had both launched off into a satisfying crescendo.