Within seconds, my jeans were mid-thigh and his hands were back on me, pulling my panties to the side.

“Jesus,fuck,” he groaned as his fingers fully slid through my slickness. “You’re drenched. Does roughness turn you on, Flower?”

My head fell back, hitting just below his shoulder and I let my eyes close in bliss. He teased my opening slowly, running his fingers through my folds. I couldn’t concentrate on anything other than the feeling of him touching me again. It had been so long since he’d touched me properly, and I hoped more than anything that he’d follow through. “Please,” I begged.

The tip of two digits pressed into me, just barely. “So desperate for me, Flower. Keep begging.”

I pulled a hand away from the wall, laying it on top of Noah’s as it worked me. My nails bit into his skin and I could feel the veins on his hand under my fingertips. “Do you get off on me begging, Noah?”

He groaned against my shoulder, pushing his fingers further into me, but not fully, while he began circling my clit with his thumb. His teeth dragged up my neck, nipping my flesh while he trailed a path slowly up to my chin. My head instinctively turned, my lips seeking his as I parted my mouth and waited for him to kiss me. When he met my lips, I caught his bottom lip between my teeth and bit hard. Noah groaned into my mouth, pushing his hips into me further.

Sandwiched between his hand, the bricks, and his hard body, I was ready to burst into flames with how absolutely turned on I was.

I would beg if that was what he wanted, and I was about to before the sound of him fumbling with his belt buckle stopped me. Within seconds, I felt the smoothness of his shaft running up and down my backside before it found its way between my thighs, forcing me to lift up on my tiptoes to accommodate his height. The noise that escaped my lips was something between a moan and a whimper, and one that was completely foreign to me. I had never experienced this level of pureneedin my life; I was aching everywhere for him.

“Please, Noah. I need you.” My voice was so raspy, I hardly recognized myself. He teased me, running his hardness through my folds while my orgasm continued to crest. “Noah, I need you to fuck me. I’m so close.” My knees buckled as he pressed his thumb harder into my clit, feeding the intensity.

“I can feel how close you are, Flower. Admit that you’re mine and I’ll let you come all over my fingers and cock,” he growled in my ear. His hot breath sent a shiver down my spine.

“No, butplease,” I breathed, on the edge of teetering over and free falling into orgasmic bliss. No sooner were the words out of my mouth did he rip his hand away from my dripping center and take a step back, leaving me a panting, exposed mess pressed against the bricks.

I let out a small gasp, momentarily caught between lust and embarrassment. Tugging my panties and jeans up hastily, I spun around and saw Noah tuck himself back into his pants and fasten his belt. “What the fuck, Noah?”

My body trembled almost violently, my near-orgasm replaced with red hot fury. Humiliation ran through me and my eyes stung with unshed tears. Our gazes locked, and I found him mirrored with the same anger.

“You’ll give me your body, but you won’t give me your heart? How the fuck does that make any sense, Lily?” he spat. His stare made me feel more naked than I had been less than sixty seconds ago. I pulled my arms across my chest, sinking into myself.

“Why do we keep having this conversation? Ijustgot out of a long marriage, Noah. The last thing I want to do is to jump into another commitment. Why can’t you just accept what I’m offering you? Most men would be ecstatic for no strings attached sex. And you just fucked someone else, anyway.”

“We’ve been at this for months, and you should know by now that I’m not most men, Lils,” he growled, taking a step backward and creating more space between us, even though mentally we were miles away from each other. “This was a mistake.”

As he walked away, my bottom lip quivered. The tears I had been holding back silently spilled. “You’re such a fucking asshole, Noah.”

He didn’t turn around, but I had gathered enough of his attention for him to stop walking. “At least I know what I want. Go home, Lily.”

I watched Noah silently as he reached the end of the alleyway and turned the corner. Once out of sight, I slid down the brick and brought my knees to my chest. I would allow myself a few minutes to crumble before I picked the pieces back up and took myself home. My night was ruined now, anyway.

I stayed curled up in that alleyway for ten minutes before the chill of the night settled in my bones. Freezing, I picked myself off the literal floor. I opted to skip going back through the club and instead left the way Noah had gone, hoping it would take me near the front of the building so I could call for a Lyft.

There was a hot shower and a cozy bed with my name on it, and I was suddenly eager to be in the comfort of my home.

As I reached the street, I nearly fell backward when I took in the silhouette of someone leaning against the building. With one foot kicked back flat against the wall, Noah’s attention was on his phone as he ignored my presence.

Fine then.

Walking past him, I quickened my pace, focusing my line of vision on the street sign up ahead. Noah’s heavy footfall fell in sync with my own, and with each step, my irritation grew. We were nearing the corner, and I was tired of him following me.

“What do you want?” I asked as I turned to face him, my arms flying into the air with exasperation.

“Did you really think I’d just leave you in a dark alley by yourself, Lily?” He cocked his head, watching me closely. “I’m a fucking cop. Do you honestly think I would leave any woman alone in a dark alleyway, let alone you?”

“Sure seemed like you were fine with it when you walked away.”

His eyes darkened, and he took a step closer. “I walked away and stood around the corner. So what does that tell you?”

“That you’re a fucking asshole, like I told you earlier.”

Gripping my waist, he pulled me flush against his body as he chuckled darkly, leaning down to reach my ear. Every time he did that, I swear he stopped time. I loved it. I’d never tell him that, though. “I might be an asshole, but I’m your asshole, Flower. Now, let’s get you home.”