‘Hey, get a room!’ A couple in the corner of the lift were kissing deeply, provoking catcalls and jeers from their friends.
Belle sucked in a breath, suddenly overheated and claustrophobic.
Finally the doors opened to the foyer and the occupants of the lift tumbled out.
‘See you around, Belle,’ a low voice said from beside her.
Belle glanced up in time to give Nick a quick, nervous smile as he stepped away. The very top of his cheekbones held a slash of colour and his usually bright eyes had darkened to a smoky grey. Perhaps he was coming down with something? Before Belle could say anything he took a couple of quick steps, heading for the stairs that led down to the basement car park, disappearing in an instant.
Sighing with regret, Belle hitched her bag higher over her shoulder and headed out into the cold air.
The noisy group headed off in the other direction, suddenly horny and on edge. None of them would end up staying at the party they were headed to for long. Mary and Pete, who’d begun kissing in the lift, wouldn’t even make it to the front door of their destination before calling a cab home to have a round of astonishingly rampant sex that would save their sagging marriage. En route to the party, Megan would pick up an exceptionally well-endowed street vendor and experience her first orgasm from oral sex, standing up against a tree in a nearby park. Henry and Daniel would finally give in to the feelings they’d been suppressing for many years and begin desperately touching each other up in a corner at the party to absolutely no one’s surprise. Diane would meet Wil, a dentist, at the party, and in contravention of her usual rule against one-night-stands, would take him home. They would fall madly in love, Diane would become pregnant almost instantly, and they and their twins would live happily ever after. And Mark, whose apartment they’d all come from, would return home after a disappointing hour at the party, put on his favourite porno and masturbate on the couch while thinking about the breasts of the cute brunette who lived on the top floor, and whom he’d seen many times but had never really noticed until tonight.
And Nick Marchetti? He stood by his motorbike in the basement car park imagining every bad and disappointing thing that had ever happened to him in an effort to quell his raging erection.
He’d had the most astonishingly vivid image pop up in his mind while in the lift – that sexy brunette neighbour of his, kneeling on the floor in front of him, her lips wrapped around his cock. It hadn’t been the first time he’d entertained naughty thoughts about the delectable Belle, but they had never affected him this severely before. He thought back again to the many times he’d attempted to open a conversation with Belle, determined to ask her out. He couldn’t explain why it simply hadn’t happened.
It was several minutes before he was in decent enough shape to get on the motorbike without doing himself an injury.
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