And Then It Happened: An Unexpected Romance

by Annie Green

  Adrian clicked on his picture. “Kind of a weird looking dude.”

  “He looks nice,” I replied, shutting the laptop. “And I’m excited to meet him.”

  “Yeah, you sound so excited.”

  “I am,” I replied as Adrian’s lips slowly caressed my ear.

  “He will probably regale you with tales of his office job.”

  “I like stories about office jobs. Maybe he’s like Jim from The Office.”

  “Or Dwight,” he replied, his tongue sliding into my ear and I nearly moaned.

  “Dwight makes the show and he’s hilarious.”

  Adrian’s hands slipped down my stomach, settling between my thighs.

  “But I doubt Dwight will make you this hot,” he said, his finger sliding between my legs.

  “Is that a dare?” I nearly whispered as Adrian bit down lightly on my neck.

  “No, not a dare. I just don’t think you should go out with Harrison the Loser, Jane. He’s not your type. I bet he will talk about how he lives with his mother and how she makes him his favorite meal every night…”

  I reluctantly turned my body on his lap, dislodging his delicious finger from between my legs and faced him. “I don’t need you making me doubt this guy before I even meet him, Adrian. You did that with Rich…”

  “Rob,” Adrian said with a small smile and I fought back a smile.

  “…you did that with Rob and I don’t need you doing it with Harrison.”

  Adrian shrugged and moved me off him so he could stand up. “So, since we’re not discussing your love life and how you’re going on another date with another douche bag, how about we discuss something else…”

  “Like?” I said, my sexual frustration reaching a boiling point. It was incredibly hot inside my house all of a sudden.

  “Like who’s the hot guy you were yammering about on the phone.”

  I turned away and walked to the door, not wanting to discuss it. I really needed to cool off. Obviously Adrian’s little ministrations to my nether regions hadn’t bothered him at all because he looked as cool as a cucumber.

  “Where are you going? I thought we were going to make out,” Adrian replied, adjusting his pants slightly.

  Ah, so not as cool as you thought.

  “Making out can wait. I’m going for a walk,” I replied, needing to move out of the house before I mauled him.

  “It’s fucking cold outside.”

  I ignored him and pulled on a sweater. “Well, either grab something warmer to wear or stay here and sulk. I’m going for a walk.”

  Adrian sighed heavily before jogging to his house and returning a moment later with a jacket.

  “I hate walks,” he muttered as we made our way toward the nearby park.

  “What would you rather do? Run?”

  “I’d rather be having sex. It’s a great workout. My body’s growing flabby from my lack of exercise.”

  I nudged him with my elbow. “What you really need to do is exercise some control.”

  “I have plenty of control,” he replied with a frown. “If you only knew how much control I have.”

  He shook his head before placing his hands in his pockets and lowering his head. Just being outside and not in an enclosed space with Adrian made my body temperature plummet. It was cooler outside than I’d realized and I shivered.

  “I told you it was fucking cold,” Adrian said, a smirk in his voice as we neared our destination.

  “Yeah, well a walk was what I needed.”

  “A make out session is what I needed, but I got suckered into following you around this damn park. If I get mugged, I’ll never forgive you.”

  “Oh please, we’re totally safe. Stop being such a baby.”

  “That is the second time you’ve called me that.”

  I stopped walking near the large lake that covered half the park. Large trees loomed above us and shadows from the moon cloaked us in dusk.

  “It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” I asked, turning to look at the lake before peering up at Adrian. He was watching me, something foreign in his eyes.

  “If you think creepy parks in the middle of the night are beautiful, then yeah, I guess it is.”

  I pushed at his chest. “You’re such a pessimist.”

  “I’m just grumpy because I’m horny, but I’m about to rectify that.”

  I shivered again, but this time it wasn’t from the cold. Adrian’s arms were suddenly wrapped around me and I was pulled into him. He didn’t say anything else as he lowered his lips onto mine, and neither did I. Instead I just moaned softly as my tongue slid into his mouth and as his fingers fumbled with my sweatshirt. Finally, sweet relief, his cold hands slid against my warm skin and I arched back, pushing my breasts into his chest.

  “Shit,” Adrian muttered against my lips, his fingers sliding down my pants and grabbing onto my bare ass.

  His touch ignited something in me and I deepened our kiss, our teeth clashing together as he thrust against me. I no longer cared that we were in public, that someone could happen upon us. All I cared about was getting closer to him, feeling him against me, on me, inside of me. So this is what Adrian meant.

  I scrabbled around for his zipper and finally got it down before unbuttoning his pants. Reaching in, I wrapped my hand around his cock and Adrian groaned loudly against my neck as his lips kissed a sloppy trail down it.

  “You make me crazy…I’m fucking so into this,” he muttered against my skin.

  I slid my fist up and down his length as he bit down on my neck, all speech frozen in time. Our movements weren’t though. They were frenzied, uninhibited and watching Adrian lose control was quite possibly the sexiest thing I’d ever seen. When he came into my palm, he was shaking so hard I had to hold him up.

  “Holy hell,” he said hoarsely. “What are you doing to me?”

  “I’m not doing anything…you started it,” I said with a grin, wanting him to make me come too, but unsure of how to initiate it.

  Just ask him, dummy.

  Adrian lifted his head from my shoulder and stared down at me. “I haven’t done that in a long time.”

  “What’s that?” I asked, pulling a Kleenex from my purse and wiping my hand clean.

  “Masturbated in a public place.”

  “Wait, what? You’ve masturbated in a public place before?”

  “Don’t look at me like I’m a pervert. Every guy needs to get off and sometimes the urge happens when you least expect it.” Adrian said as he slumped against a tree. “Now come over here and spread your legs. I’m going to make you come.”

  I shuddered at his command, but didn’t move forward.

  Go. This is what you want. Move toward him!

  Instead I gestured toward the house. “How about we just head back?”

  Adrian slanted me a look. “You’re not the least bit turned on by all that?”

  I shrugged, lying as I did so. I wanted him, but I couldn’t quite bring myself to admit it. To be honest, I was scared more than anything.

  “How about you tell me the different places you’ve masturbated,” I suggested instead.

  “Man, you’re a hard nut to crack, Janie. Why are you so resistant to this?” he asked, waving at the space between us.

  “I don’t know. I guess I don’t need it like you do.” That was another lie. I’d had an ache between my legs for days now that wouldn’t go away.

  “I doubt that, but hey, if you want to keep foolin’ yourself than be my guest. But right now, let’s go home. It’s fucking cold out here.”

  We walked side by side in silence as we made our way out of the park in the dark.

  “Can I hold your hand?” Adrian asked after a few minutes of silence.

  His question had my heart flopping excitedly in my chest. “I take it you don’t normally hold hands?”

  “Never.”

  I smiled inwardly as I laced my fingers with his. “Another first then?”

  “Yeah,” he replied as we walked slowly dow
n the street. His thumb was brushing over the back of my hand and my entire body had broken out in goose bumps.

  “You want to stay over?” Adrian asked when we finally arrived home.

  “I have a date tomorrow,” I said glancing at his door.

  “So? That means nothing.

  “Yeah it does,” I replied defensively. “What if he’s my prince charming? How am I supposed to explain us?”

  Adrian looked down at me, something wary flashing through his eyes before disappearing entirely. Although his hand did retain a tight grip on mine.

  “Janie,” he said with confidence, “I promise you the guy is going to be a total bore. He’s not your prince charming. So come sleep with me tonight. You still owe me a make out session and maybe I can get that inner sex-god out of you once more. Because when she comes out, she’s irresistible,” he said, pulling me toward his front door.

  And I didn’t pull away because I wanted that too.

  I wanted to be as inhibited as he was.

  ***

  When we got upstairs, Adrian handed me a shirt to change into.

  “Where are my bottoms?” I asked.

  “Easier access,” he replied with a shrug, pulling off his shirt.

  “What do you think we’re going to do here?”

  “I don’t know, but I can tell you what I’m hoping for.”

  My lips twitched as I began to walk toward the bathroom to change.

  “Where are you going?” Adrian asked, his eyes following my movements.

  “To change,” I replied.

  “Janie, I’ve seen you naked. You’ve seen me naked. You’ve had my cum on your hands. Can’t you just change in front of me?”

  My whole body was flushed at his comment and it took me an entire minute to move. Finally I managed a shrug and undressed quickly, pulling his shirt over my head and sliding into his bed.

  He joined me a minute later, wearing nothing but his boxer briefs and pulled me into him. His face nuzzled into my neck and I pushed down the affection I felt for him. Because even though we were friends and I was crossing lines by being with him like this, I knew that eventually he would break my heart. He would find someone he liked more, wanted more, and I would be left in the dust. Just like Craig had done.

  Way to kill the mood.

  Thankfully my anxious thoughts were stemmed by Adrian’s comment.

  “I know you don’t like being fingered, but I could tell you wanted me to do it to you back there. So why didn’t you let me get you off in the park.”

  “Unlike you,” I explained, “I haven’t ever masturbated in public and I don’t think I ever will.”

  “I think that pretty soon you may try it. Sometimes the need gets way too overwhelming.”

  “I doubt that will ever happen,” I replied. “So what was the craziest place you’ve ever masturbated?”

  Adrian was quiet for a moment before he said, “Probably the time I did it in a plane.”

  “Mile high club?”

  “No, I was alone and desperate.”

  “Pretty pathetic,” I said with a smile.

  “More like exciting. You know, if you let me, I can open up a whole new world for you…sexually that is.”

  “I’m sure you could,” I replied dryly. “I’ve heard those women screaming through the walls. I know you’re very skilled at what you do.”

  “I can’t believe you were eavesdropping on me having sex.”

  “I wasn’t eavesdropping. It couldn’t be helped. Trust me,” I said, “If I could have blocked the sound out I would have. I have the earplugs to prove it.”

  Adrian ignored my comment. “So speaking of eavesdropping, you ever going to tell me who you think is hot?”

  I shrugged and decided to be ambiguous. His head was big enough already. “Just some guy I saw today.”

  Adrian tensed up slightly behind me. “Yeah?”

  “Yeah,” I replied, peeking over at him. “Why does it matter?”

  Adrian pulled me into him. “I don’t know. I guess it doesn’t.”

  The way he said it had me turning in his arms and staring at him. He looked like the same old Adrian except he almost looked like he was pouting.

  “Are you okay?”

  “I’m fine,” he replied, forcing a smile on his face.

  “Well, how about,” I began, wanting to lighten the mood, “you tell me about Creepy Clara and I’ll tell you who I think is hot.”

  Adrian’s fingers brushed up and down my arm. “There’s not much to tell about Clara, except that she stalked me for months after I broke things off. She wasn’t creepy to begin with, but she ended up that way. I actually thought about filing a restraining order against her at one point.”

  “Did you?” I asked, my eyes wide.

  “No. It never came to that, but she did threaten suicide once if I didn’t get back together with her.”

  “So that’s why you have all those rules.”

  “Yeah.”

  “So you took everything you did with her and made it forbidden?”

  Adrian shrugged, “No, not exactly. Some things yeah, but the rest is just from years of experience. I know you think I’m a dick, but I really try not to be when it comes to the girls I’m sleeping with.”

  I nodded my understanding.

  “And the guys who told you all my shit rules the other night,” Adrian began as he ran a hand through my hair, “they are just as fucking weird as I am.”

  “I don’t think anyone can be as weird as you,” I said with a large grin.

  “Yeah, right. Now tell me who this mystery guy was. I need to know who my competition is.”

  “I don’t know why you have to know and I don’t really want to tell you…”

  “Janie. You made a deal,” he said, seeming to grow more and more grumpy.

  I didn’t want to ruin our night so I said, “Fine. It’s you. I was talking to Sadie, my best friend, and I said I thought you were hot.”

  Relief spread across his features and he smiled widely. “You think I’m hot?’

  “See, that’s exactly why I didn’t want to tell you. Your head is going to explode if you get anymore conceited.”

  “I’m not conceited.”

  “You are too,” I said as his fingers played with the bottom of my shirt.

  “I’m glad you think I’m hot. I wasn’t sure what you thought of me actually.”

  I almost snorted at his comment before I realized he was being serious. “Well, now you know. I think you’re a dick most of the time, but you’re a hot dick.”

  Adrian chuckled behind me as he pressed a kiss to my neck. “Hot dick, huh?”

  “You know what I mean. Now let’s go to bed. I have plans tomorrow.”

  Adrian sighed, but his hands did cease their upward motion.

  Much to my disappointment.

  ***

  I woke up in a tangle of limbs. An ache between my legs was resonating through my pelvis and into my stomach. I clenched my thighs together as a hand moved slowly up my torso. I struggled to breathe evenly as deft fingers grasped my bare breast. I could feel Adrian thrusting behind me, his cock brushing against my side.

  I didn’t think he was awake and I really didn’t care. All I wanted was for him to continue. For him to clasp my hard nipples between his fingers and alleviate some of the agony I was experiencing. Instead his hands ran the opposite way, down my stomach and under my pajama bottoms.

  And I spread my legs as far as I could as his fingers brushed across me.

  I could hear his breathing quicken as his thrusts grew more intense. His fingers were groping and I nearly came unhinged as he slipped his finger between my slit.

  Craig had attempted this with me a few times, but I’d hated it. But with Adrian, I couldn’t get enough. And even though in the back of my mind I knew this would open up other doors, I let my sleepiness be my justification. I didn’t really know what I was doing anyway.

  His finger found my entrance and he
entered it slowly. He groaned behind me as his hips slapped against me. And then I felt him shudder and something wet seep through his boxers. He flopped onto his back, his finger, which had begun to penetrate me slipped out of me, as a small snore exited his mouth.

  I nearly screamed in frustration. How was this possible?

  I tried to go back to sleep, but the ache had only grown stronger. Being horny was terrible and relief seemed impossible.

  Adrian was right.

  Sometimes the need was just too overwhelming. And right then, I knew tomorrow was going to be a terrible day.

  Chapter Ten

  I slammed the door to the bathroom as I changed into the outfit I was going to wear on my date.

  “What has gotten into you?” Adrian asked, pushing the door open, causing me to hide my bare breasts.

  “Just get out,” I said as my nipples pebbled against my arms. I had predicted correctly. I was in a terrible mood, partially because I hadn’t gotten enough sleep and partially because I was so sexually frustrated I thought I was going to die.

  “No way. You’ve been bitchy all morning and I don’t know what I’ve done.”

  “You haven’t done anything,” I bit out, taking a deep breath. I forced myself to smile, but it came out as more of a snarl.

  “You look like a feral animal. Normally, I’d think that’s hot, but right now you look like you want to rip off my head and not my clothes.”

  “I don’t want you to do either. I just want you to leave me alone.”

  Adrian crossed his arms across his chest and stared at me, the playfulness in his eyes slowly being snuffed out.

  “Fine,” he said. “I’ll go.”

  “Fine,” I said with a snap.

  Adrian turned on his heels and left me standing in my bathroom feeling like a total prick.

  ***

  What’s your favorite sex position? I typed out because Adrian was right. My date was as boring as math. And I hadn’t heard from Adrian since he’d left my house. I had a feeling he was mad at me for being such a bitch. I really needed to apologize, but I didn’t want to do that over text, so I sent him something I knew he’d respond to. And I could care less that Harrison was sitting right before me. I couldn’t focus on him at the moment anyways. All I could think about was Adrian and how I’d acted earlier.