"Mate just go over there." My friend said as he groaned. "No, it's fine, sorry, what were you saying?" He rolled his eyes as he took a gulp of his beer. "Just walk up to her the worst thing she can do is turn you down. We're only in America for so long Taron. Live a little." I laughed. My hands slid up and down my pants nervously. "That's what I'm worried about." He began talking again about something completely different. I started listening but once again my eyes were drawn away. She was the prettiest woman I've ever laid my eyes on. Her laugh was loud enough to be heard over the ear-bleeding music. She talked with anyone and everyone at the bar.

"I'm going to go up to her." I drank the last of my beer before putting some money on the table. "Don't wait up." He gave me some encouragement before I walked on. " 'scuse me miss." I had no idea what I was going to say or why I was going to say it. I just knew I needed to talk to her. Her eyes grew wide when she heard my voice. Most likely taken off guard by my accent. "Miss? That's fancy." She said with a laugh. Before I could figure out what to say next she offered me a seat beside her. "I don't talk to strangers so let's be friends. I'm Y/n." She stuck out her hand for me to shake.

She sure was confident. The woman wore a bright gold band around her ring finger. "This is the part where you shake my hand and tell me your name." She laughed and I let out a nervous chuckle. My hand wrapped around hers unceremoniously. "I'm Taron. It's nice to meet you." Her teeth peeked out from underneath her lips. "It's nice to meet you too Taron. What do you want to drink?"

"Um, a beer would be fine." She called for the bartender repeating what I had said. Y/n paid for my drink which I admired greatly. "You don't seem like the type to come here." I took a swig of the drink carefully thinking of a response. "You're right. Bar hopping is more my thing." She smiled as I laughed. "We should go." My eyebrows shot up as I sat down for my drink. "Are you serious?"

"I was, now I'm second-guessing myself." The woman nervously chuckled. I watched her toy with the wedding ring. "I would love to. It's just I don't think your husband would like it." Her eyes shot down and she pulled the band off. "I don't have a husband or a fiance anymore. He passed away last year." Guilt laid thick in my stomach. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to-" Her hand sat on my knee and she shot me a sympathetic smile. "Don't worry, you didn't know. I just wear it to ward off unwanted attention."

She gave me a look clearly insinuating something. My face grew a bit red as I laughed. "Is this your way of telling me I'm unwanted?" She pulled her hand away fixing her hair. "No this is my way of telling you..." Y/n grew quiet and I watched the gears work in her head. "Oh shit! Come here." She jumped off the stool pulling me with her. "What's wrong?"

"We're going to dance. I love this song." The people on the dance floor were grinding away on each other and the thought of doing something similar was a dangerous one. "I'm not a big dancer love." Her lips turned upwards. "I'm not either. " She grabbed my hands as she started to twist. The sight was more than humorous. "What are you doing?" I asked with a laugh. "Dancing, come on!" She moved like a child at a school dance but the pure joy on her face made it easy for me to join. The two of us jumped around laughing and singing along.

It was hard to miss the looks of people around us. "Oh my god, you were in Kingsman!" A lady shouted to my left. It was surprising I could hear her over the loud music. "I was." At this point, Y/n was confused by the commotion. "Can we take a picture?" I could tell the woman was a little out of it but I agreed. "Sure thing." She pulled out her phone and I smiled painfully wide. "Thank you so much." I turned around towards Y/n but she had already made her way back to the bar.

"Why'd you leave?" She didn't seem upset just tired. "Who are you?" An odd question but one I could easily answer. "I'm Taron Egerton. If this is about the fan I'm sorry." She smiled. "You've got fans. You don't look famous Mr. Egerton." Her laughter was sweet and contagious. "I consider that a compliment." I watched as she fiddled with her ring that was now on a different finger. "I guess that means I can't kiss you here." Just as she finished the sentence she looked up at me.

Oh, I wanted nothing more than to kiss her right now. Sure I'd have red-stained lips due to the bright hue of her lipstick. Frankly, I didn't care. "Do you have a place around here?" Her eyes lit up at the question. "It's about a ten-minute drive." I sent a wink her way before going to find my friend. He was squashed in a booth with some woman. With a chuckle, I pulled out my phone telling him to go on without me.

The two of us walked outside heading around the building. "I hope you don't mind." She huffed before planting her lips on mine. My back slammed against the brick building. I feverishly kissed back before the setting dawned on me. "Y/n.. this isn't exactly where I wanted us to get to know each other." My tongue darted out to lick my lips. I thought much more of her than a quick fuck in a club parking lot. Embarrassment flashed across her face before her eyes bounced around.

A dangerous smirk crossed her lips. Her hand slid down my chest gently cupping the discreet bulge in my jeans. She moved next to my ear whispering small words. "I need you. Now."  Just as the last syllable left her lips her hand gave a small squeeze. "Shit.." I groaned earning a chuckle from her. I wrapped my hand around the back of her neck as our lips collided. A small moan from her encouraged my actions. We spun around her back meeting the familiar wall.

Before had I planned on at least an hour of foreplay but considering our place that wasn't possible. She tugged her dress up so the fabric sat on her hips. I broke the kiss looking down at the sight in front of me. It doesn't seem right that a person could be that beautiful. The woman cleared her throat bringing me from my thoughts. Her painted nails pulled on my belt buckle quickly undoing it.

Paranoia and lust clouded my mind. Before I knew it my pants were unzipped and my briefs were on display. "Hey, we don't have to do this," She grabbed my chin slightly comforting my nerves. "I want to, fuck I want to." My lips lay upon her neck as she sighs beneath me. I left little bites and small bruises down her skin. Y/n rubbed my clothed dick making my hips buck involuntarily. "Someone's eager." She giggled. My right hand fumbled with my underwear pulling my cock from the confines.

She immediately wrapped her hand around my erection. Her strokes were slow, feeling myself harden under her touch. My lips once again found hers the contact muffling my groans. "Do you have a condom?" Her question bounced off my mouth and into my ears. Do I have a condom? My mind was hazy as I slapped my jacket pockets. I grabbed the square packet out of the denim showing the woman before me. "Thank fuck." She laughed before snatching it from me. Within a second the foil was opened and she carefully slid the rubber over me.

Y/n pulled her underwear to the side impatiently waiting for me. I looked around one more time before sliding the tip along her folds. Her bottom lip fell between her teeth. Slowly my cock sank into her disappearing before me. "Ah-" Her hands gripped my shoulders with a great force. "Are you alright?" I managed to grunt out. "Never better." She laughed as I moved my hips. With every thrust, a small whimper or squeal would leave her stained lips. "You keep making those noises I'm not going to last very long darling."

The quicker I moved the louder she got. It was quite possibly the sexiest thing I've ever heard. But being in public wasn't an ideal place for it. My left hand fell over her mouth trying to muffle the beautiful sounds. It was there for a short time before the girl grabbed my wrist. She guided my hand down to her throat and I hesitated. "You sure?"

"Please Taron.." She whined and I could help but oblige. My large hand wrapped perfectly around her neck. I made sure not to squeeze too tight. Her hands went right back to my shoulders. I watched as her tits bounced with every flick of my hips. At this rate, there was not a chance in hell I was lasting very long. "Right there!" She hiccuped as I slammed into her. Her eyes rolled back in ecstasy. At least I know I'm doing something right. I repeatedly hit that spot causing her to squeeze around me. "Fucking shit.." I growled as I chased my orgasm.

A few thrusts later cum filled the condom. My thighs and arms contacted from the sheer force of my orgasm. She licked a stripe up my neck as I softened within her. "Are you always this fucking hot?" I asked genuinely. She laughed. "You brought out something in me tonight." If that's the case I should stick around. I pulled out, carefully sliding off the rubber. Quickly I tied the condom and slipped it into my pocket. Y/n sent me a look. "What? I'm not going to litter." Her eyes squinted looking me up and down. "Add that to the list of weird turn-ons." She said as she adjusted herself. "What do you say we go get ice cream?" She added. I zipped up my jeans, buckling my belt in the process. "You're rather spontaneous." The woman took my hand in hers, smiling as the moonlight bounced off her skin. "We're here for a good time not a long time."

A/N: Sorry for the late chapter life is kicking my ass lol