Next Guy Through the Door

“Harder? Please…”

Releasing her fingers, I gripped her waist with one hand, while rubbing her clit with my other thumb.

Instantly Lindsay began twitching, pushing her hips up against me. Her heels dug into the back of my thighs as she tensed. Thrusting deeper, faster, her mewling little cries stirred the deep heat inside me until I could barely hold back.

“Yeah, baby,” I growled, “Let me hear it. Let me feel it.”

Her eyes flew wide as she squealed, her back arching, thrusting her breasts against my chest as I drilled into her even faster. Feeling her delicate body clench around my cock so hard pushed me over the edge.

“Oh, baby, yes…” I breathed, kissing her hard and rough as I emptied myself inside her. She gasped at the heat flooding her, those lovely blue eyes locked on mine as we moaned together.

After a few moments, we arranged ourselves so that I was sitting up with Lindsay nestled against my shoulder.

“Sweetie, I’m likely going to tell you this a million times over the years, but I’m so glad that you were brave enough to come to talk to me that night.”

She giggled, then burst out laughing. “When I said I’d talk to the next guy who came through the door, I would never have guessed that he’d be the first to... You know.”

I joined her laughter. “Knock through your door? You naughty thing.”

Her fingers trailed along the edge of my face. “I love you,” she whispered.

“Mmm, I love you,” I murmured, kissing around her temple then moving in to catch her lips. “I can’t wait for you to teach me how to love you right every single day.”

I rudely cut off her laughter by kissing her deeply, but I was pretty sure she’d forgive me.

EPILOGUE

* Lindsay *

*** Six Months Later ***

I had no damn idea how I let Dale talk me into this. Standing in the wings, I smoothed my purple dress down for the thousandth time. My fingers dug into the top of my hair, fluffing it. Glancing out to the audience, I saw Charity and Nadia in the front row, waving and giving me a big thumbs up.

This week on Chatty with Natty they were featuring regular people to talk about regular problems. They claimed to be saving the best for last – the shy girl who would rather have her appendix out than walk in front of a TV camera. Amy, Devon, and Natty had promised me that it would be very short, with incredibly easy questions.

They made it sound like they wanted it to be inspirational for shy people, but had called half the city and couldn’t get a volunteer. Dale begged me to help out his friends. There was no way I could refuse when he made those puppy eyes at me.

As the music swelled, Natty introduced me as the girlfriend of their set designer, and I could see my friends twitching in their seats.

“Now, we’ve talked her into doing something utterly terrifying, so we’re going to keep this segment very short, and try to make her feel more comfortable. Let’s have a calm, mellow round of applause for Lindsay!”

Blowing out a breath slowly, I lifted my chin, putting one foot in front of the other as I walked out on the stage. Unlike the other guests who strolled across the stage, Natty rushed to me, taking my arm and escorting me to the couch. “You’re already doing great, Lindsay,” he said under his breath. “Just breathe and smile.”

Once I was settled, he clumsily jumped back over the desk, making the audience howl with laughter as he sat up as if nothing had happened. “Welcome to Chatty with Natty.”

“Thank you,” I said as clearly as possible.

“How are you surviving so far?”

I tried to laugh, but knew it likely looked forced. “As long as the mic isn’t picking up my heart rate, so far so good.”

“Now, you were here at our very first test show, is that right?”

“Yes. My boyfriend Dale is the set designer,” I said proudly, glancing over to see Nadia and Charity giving me a big thumbs-up.

Natty grinned. “And it was your idea to change up the set with knick-knacks from the audience?” He waved to the set pieces behind us, as everyone stared to pick out their donation.

“Yes. They were brainstorming how to get new things every night for free, and I figured since all of these nice people were coming here anyway...” I gestured to the audience, and was shocked when they applauded.