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  Cort laughed. “No, I have to admit my exercise is mostly confined to jogging and weightlifting. I’m not sure I’m flexible enough to do that.”

  “Well, you have to build it up. It’s harder than it looks and a lot of people give up on it too soon. But I swear if you hang with it then it will change your life.”

  “I love the passion you have for it,” Cort said. “That’s the best thing in the world isn’t it? To earn your living through your passion.”

  “Yes! It absolutely is. I couldn’t imagine ever going back just a job again. What do you do?”

  Cort thought a moment. He was not about to tell her that he was Prince of Rovenia.

  “I’m a musician and I also teach surfing,” Cort said. Both of these could have been true, except no one ever heard him playing music and surfing was something he did alone or with a few friends. He hardly had time to teach it to anyone. But he was deeply passionate about both. Somehow this helped him feel less guilty about the fib.

  “That’s great!” Teegan replied. She seemed genuinely impressed. “I’ve always wanted to learn to surf.”

  “Oh, it is just life changing. There is nothing more exhilarating than getting out on the waves and just becoming one with the force of nature, you know?”

  “I do. I feel like that when I’m in the zone doing yoga, as lame as that might sound.”

  “No, not at all,” Cort replied. “I couldn’t imagine you doing anything lame.”

  Teegan glanced down, then looked back up at him with a big smile.

  God, she was perfect.

  5

  Teegan

  Teegan couldn’t believe how amazing this guy was. She’d never felt such a strong connection with someone she’d just met before. He was tall, handsome, and beyond sexy with the most perfect smile. He was probably dressed down more than most of the people in the bar wearing a tight t shirt with a pair of tight jeans that had a few rips, but it seemed to suit him. He gave off the impression of being a bit of a bad boy but the way he spoke to her was like a poet almost.

  They’d been chatting for almost an hour and the conversation was flowing even better than the several drinks they were both having. Teegan was not typically a heavy drinker but she was having so much fun that it just seemed to be the thing to continue doing. Plus this guy seemed to be tolerating his liquor quite well. She sure as hell didn’t want to come off as a lightweight.

  She was feeling something that she hadn’t felt in so long. The connection to another person, the connection and real genuine attraction to a guy—she wanted to stay there and talk with him all night. But she knew that she couldn’t. At some point she had to say goodbye. But she was going to stretch this out as far as she possibly could, that was for sure.

  He told her all about his music and how he played mostly small shows in clubs and bars around here and some over in France as well. At one point he told her about taking off with nothing more than his guitar and a backpack to just go around city to city playing and singing his songs. He didn’t have any gigs set up or anything beforehand. He was really just flying by the seat of his pants.

  She found that sort of dedication admirable. It was something she related to quite well with her yoga practice.

  “Of course everyone told me I was crazy and that I could never support myself with music, but I told them to go take a flying leap for lack of better terms,” Cort said.

  “That’s awesome. And you are proving them wrong,” Teegan added.

  “Yeah, I guess. I mean it is not much of a living but I do get by. And I get by doing what I love, so that means more to me than a lot of money.”

  “I totally agree,” Teegan said.

  “What about your yoga practice? How did you get started with that? It sounds like starting up any business like that takes lots of work. I mean with my surfing I don’t need a shop or anything. I just get work from referrals and lots of word of mouth, you know?”

  “I built mine up in a similar way. I started to offer lessons to friends and people they knew. Eventually I had enough people for some regular classes but I didn’t really have a place to put them. Luckily the weather in San Diego is nice all year and I had some sessions in the park until I got enough money together to start renting the studio. And the business has just grown from there.”

  He was leaning in hanging on her every word. It was nice having someone take such an interest in her passion, in what she actually did. Corey had never even really cared about it that much. She always got the impression he thought it was some sort of a glorified hobby and she was wasting her education. The man did not have enough artist in him. Or maybe he had too much as it turned out since he left on his little trek of self-discovery.

  “I would love to see you do some yoga for me some time,” Cort said.

  “I’d love to teach you some,” Teegan replied. “But I’m not going to be in town very long I’m afraid.”

  “I didn’t say I wanted to learn some necessarily,” Cort replied with a grin. “I’d just like to see you doing it.”

  Teegan felt herself blushing but the alcohol had emblazoned her with abnormal confidence.

  “Oh, I might find the time to show you a few things,” Teegan said. “I’m trying to think of what outfit might be best for that.”

  “I don’t think the clothes matter that much,” Cort replied. “You might not be wearing them for very long.”

  Teegan could not believe he’d just said that to her. She supposed she could have been a bit offended at the nature the conversation had suddenly shifted to but she was feeling frisky after all. And she was in a foreign country, she was on an adventure, and she’d decided that while she was on her little siesta that she would not allow typical moral conventions to shut down her experiences.

  “Well, someone is thinking they might get lucky tonight aren’t they,” Teegan said.

  “I think I’m already lucky to have met you,” Cort replied. “It’s been a long time since I met someone like you. Maybe never.”

  “I find that hard to believe. A guy as sexy as you are. I can’t believe you don’t have women eating out of your hand.”

  Teegan was impressed with how forward she was being. It was amazing who one became when no one they knew were within a few thousand miles of where they were.

  “So, how long are you going to be in town?” Cort asked.

  “Probably just for the night,” Teegan replied. “Why do you ask?” She flirted.

  Cort flashed that devilish smile at her. “Well, then I guess we have to make our time together count.”

  “That we do.”

  Cort ordered them a few more drinks.

  “Are you trying to get me drunk?”

  Cort smiled. “No, I’m trying to get you to make some bad decisions. Getting drunk is more of a means to an end.”

  Teegan laughed. She grabbed the whiskey and took a healthy sip. She usually didn’t drink whiskey. It was a bit harsh for her tastes, but this was really smooth and had a great after taste full of all sorts of rich, almost fruity after flavors.

  “I will drink to that,” Teegan said.

  “So, what is your ten year plan?” Cort asked.

  Teegan laughed. “Wow, that is random.”

  “Nah, I’m curious. Isn’t that a thing people ask in The States? Or am I watching the wrong American shows?”

  Teegan giggled. “That’s hilarious. I don’t know, really. Right now I’m just living moment to moment and enjoying that. I mean hopefully I’ll be married with some kids and my yoga practice will be thriving. Or maybe I’ll be into something else then. I think ten years down the road is too long to plan, really. I mean the thing is, when people make plans like that they always feel like some sort of failure if they end up getting off the train at another stop along the way, you know?”

  Cort was leaning in smiling. He really seemed to enjoy listening to her ramble, which she discovered she did a lot of when she was a bit drunk. The more he leaned in though the more she wanted
to reach out and just plant one on those luscious lips of his. He was so damn handsome. It was ridiculous. If thirty year old Brad Pitt, George Clooney, and Tom Cruise all had the best parts of themselves mixed together in a lab experiment the result would have been this man in front of her.

  “That sounds great,” Cort replied. “I totally agree with what you are saying. My friends and family are always laughing at me for being a bit more of a free spirit, but I’ve always kind of gone with the flow.”

  “Right on,” Teegan said.

  Cort leaned over right then and planted a kiss on her. She completely was not expecting it. Suddenly his warm, soft mouth was on hers massaging her lips with his own. He was so sweet, so succulent. This intense rush of excitement combined with the liquor racing through her system created an effect that felt like the room was spinning around her. She was sure that she was going to fall to the floor, but somehow she knew that if that happened this wonderful man would catch her in his powerful arms.

  “Wow,” Teegan said as he pulled back from the kiss and brushed a few strands of her hair out of her face gently. His fingers were so thick, so masculine. She was becoming overwhelmed with feelings of pure intense desire. She wanted this man. She needed him deep inside of her.

  It was just a thought that flew through her mind. It was just a reflex really, but she knew as sure as her next breath that it was happening. And she was not going to regret a moment of it, even if it went against most of her own moral guidelines for her life. For once she was going to throw logic out the window and just indulge in nothing but pure lust. The animal would now take over and that was just fine with her.

  “Come on,” Cort said.

  He slapped a wad of cash on the bar and nodded to the bartender. Then he grabbed Teegan’s hand and led her out of the bar, down the block and around the corner to a darkened alley. Only the lights from streetlamps across the street and a few shops existed casting slight shadows of the two of them against the walls of the buildings that created the channel of the alley around them.

  She was a bit spooked out for a moment under the realization that she was standing in a dark alley with a total stranger. But somehow she felt safe with him, that he would protect her from any harm that might befall her. And this only added to her lust and her excitement at what was about to happen.

  What happened next was not romantic, or soft. It was frenzied, sexy, hot, animal lust on a level she’d never experienced before. It was not sweet infatuation with a prince charming character. The sex was untamed, it was wild, and it was perfect.

  Cort kissed her hard on the mouth as he reached up under her skirt and pulled her panties down. She wiggled enough to drop them to the ground, not giving a damn about the dirt. He flipped up her skirt exposing her bare ass to him. She could hear his heavy breathing and the grunt that escaped him then. It was the growl of a bear about to pounce on its prey. It was the sound of an animal about to claim what was his.

  And she was more than happy to play the part of the victim here.

  She could feel his raging hardness pressing against her through his pants. Oh, he was hard as a rock. She had to have him inside of her now!

  Cort obliged by quickly unzipping his pants and pulling his thick member out. He slapped it against her ass a few times as if warning her of what was about to happen. It was thick and heavy, yet smooth and warm against her skin.

  She took a deep breath as she felt him rubbing against her growing wetness, moving against her outer lips, teasing her, stoking her oven to grow hotter and wetter. Just when she thought he was just going to keep playing with her he slowly slid his thickness deeply into her wet mound, parting the crevice as she moved around him to accommodate his massive wad.

  And he was now inside of her, deeply reaching and moving forward. Her body lurched as she absorbed the shock of what was happening. She’d never had anything that big inside of her before and she reached behind her to grab his hips, to hold him in place. She had to steady him.

  “Ohhh.” The groan escaped her lips.

  He kissed her on the ear and breathed hot breath against her skin.

  “Shhh…it’s ok,” he whispered. He was going to be gentle. She thanked him silently as he moved slowly out of her and then back in, loosening her up, getting her body used to the onslaught of total bliss that was about to happen to her.

  Teegan leaned against the wall and let it happen.

  Soon he was pumping her in long, steady strokes. The head of his shaft hitting the end of her journey slowly triggering the build up that was going to be a massive climax of total perfection.

  His large hands were clutching at her chest now, using her breasts to hold on as he thrusted harder and harder into her. She was getting close now. The way his hands felt clutching and squeezing her chest, was only adding to her bliss as she climbed higher and higher.

  She felt his body shake as he groaned loudly in her ear and released what felt like a gallon of his hot, thick, salty seed inside of her. A second later her own climax was triggered. Her whole body was shaking as she felt the quivering blasting out, all of it emanating from her innermost beacon of pleasure.

  She screamed, crying out in pure bliss, but her voice was cut off by his heavy hand wrapping softly over her lips. She loved the taste of his skin as she found herself licking at his hand, lapping at it. Her hips were still bucking back against him trying to milk every last drop of his essence out of his body and into hers, to be absorbed in the continued perfect pleasure.

  Cort pulled out of her and with his wet, thick member still hanging out of his pants he spun her around and pulled her close to him.

  He kissed her sweetly and the two of them embraced, hugging each other for what felt like an eternity.

  6

  Cort

  Cort’s legs felt wobbly as he escorted Teegan out of the alley and the two of them started walking back towards the club. His mind was still racing with the amazing events of the past hour, but he felt overall peaceful. The stress that had been plaguing him all day was now alleviated. It was funny how mind blowing sex could do that to a person. It was just knowing that you could feel so good and that nothing bad could ever take that away from you.

  Teegan was amazing. He hadn’t felt a connection, a real bond with anyone like this in so long. He wasn’t sure he’d ever known an attraction like this. No, it was beyond attraction and mere physical lust. It was a need. She was like a drug he’d taken a sample of and now he wasn’t sure how he could ever not have it again. It was a beautiful addiction. That was the best way he could describe it to himself.

  But he wasn’t about to confess his feelings to her. As a man he’d been taught since he was a child to keep his feelings mostly bottled up and to deal with things on his own. That was what his culture taught all of their men and he’d always been naturally that way. Plus if he told her how he felt she might think him weak, or she might think him some kind of a crazy stalker.

  It was best to be nonchalant for now he thought. But he did want to see her again. That was for sure.

  “So, you say you are leaving town soon?” Cort asked.

  Teegan smiled at him. “Yes, unfortunately.”

  He held her hand just then, feeling the soft fingers in his, doing his best to not caress her even though he was dying to.

  It was just too perfect and he did not want it to end.

  “Well, let me get your number. Maybe if you are back this way again soon then we can go out. Maybe do something fun.”

  “Oh, I think we just did something fun,” Teegan teased.

  Cort felt himself blushing. That was a new one for him.

  Teegan nudged his arm playfully and he held her close to him and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek.

  “You are a brat, you know?” He joked.

  “I do know. But that is one of my more endearing qualities,” Teegan replied.

  “I’ll have to agree,” Cort replied. “But how about that phone number? Do you have a phone that works her
e?”

  “I do actually,” Teegan said. She pulled a small flip phone out of her pocket.

  “Wow, they still make these?” Cort joked.

  “Yes. I got one just in case I needed a phone while I was here. I put just a few minutes on it for emergencies or something.”

  “Well, if I want to chat, that is definitely an emergency,” Cort replied.

  She pulled up her number on the settings of the phone and he copied it into his own phone.

  “Great,” Cort said. “Where are you staying? I’ll walk you back.”

  Teegan smiled. “That’s ok. You don’t have to.”

  Cort was a bit taken aback but he played along. “Sure, I do. My mother raised me right. Plus I’m enjoying the walk. My legs are still shaking, but stretching the muscles out seems to be helping.”

  Teegan laughed.

  “I mean it,” she said. “I’ll be fine. You take care of yourself.”

  Teegan kissed him quickly and then walked away turning the corner in front of the bar.

  He thought about following her, but he decided to respect her wishes and let her go. As he walked back towards the bar where he’d left his friends a bit ago he couldn’t help but feel a bit… insulted? Was that the right word? He honestly wasn’t sure how he was feeling. He’d just met this perfect girl, they’d had the most mind blowing sex ever, and then she brushed him off, but she did that in the sexiest, most charming way ever.

  Who was this girl? He realized he didn’t even get her last name.

  But at least he had her number, right? If it was a real number. He thought about calling it to test it, but how desperate and weird would that have been. Cort had to laugh at himself. This was perhaps the most normal dating experience he’d ever really had. Most guys went through this—most people went through this actually—waiting to see if the person they liked really wanted them too and then playing the waiting game to see who was going to call or who was going to wait three days. All of the stuff he’d heard his friends and other people talk about.