Edge walked behind one of the people working at the arena. He watched her long, black hair put up in a ponytail sway from side to side. Both of them were leaving. The show was done and they all needed to get out. She opened the door and stopped.
"Oh, fuck me!" She said annoyed.
"Is something wrong?" He asked.
She turned her head, settled her pearl grey eyes on him, and sighed. He looked outside and saw that it was hailing.
"Run as fast as you can to your car," he said.
"That's just it. I don't have a car. I usually walk here," she said.
"How far away do you live?" He asked.
"Not far. 15 minutes by foot. Most likely 5 minutes by car. I should get a car. This fucking sucks," she said.
"I'll give you a ride," he said.
She looked surprised for a moment that someone as famous as him would offer her a ride.
"But you don't know me," she said.
"You don't know me either," he said.
"You're Edge," she said.
"You know my character," he smirked. "Hi, my name is Adam. What's yours?"
"Ardath," she said.
"Ardath, may I offer you a ride home?" He asked.
She broke out in a smile and nodded.
"Yes, you may," she said.
"Okay, follow me," he said.
He ran through the hail with her right behind him. He pressed the button on his car key to unlock the car in good time. They both jumped into the car, looked at each other, and laughed.
"Okay, where to?" He asked.
"Straight ahead," she answered.
She gave him directions, and 5 minutes later they were in front of her house. A nice, little house with yellow brick walls and a black roof.
"Do you wanna come inside for a cup of coffee?" She asked.
"That might be nice before I hit the road. That way I can stay awake better," he said.
"Get ready to run again," she said. "Will this stupid weather ever end?"
They got out of the car and ran to the front door. She unlocked it and they both got inside. She went to the kitchen and started the coffee maker. She turned around and found him standing right there.
"You're close," she said.
"Too close?" He asked.
"I don't know," she answered.
She blew out her breath and placed her hands on his arms.
"I haven't been with a man for so long," she said.
"Do you want to tonight?" He asked.
"I do," she answered. "Very much."
He leaned down and kissed her. He moved a hand behind her to unzip her long, black skirt. It fell to the ground. He pushed her panties down her legs and felt her lift her legs one at the time to get out of them. He moved a hand between her legs and ran two fingers over her hole.
"You're already so wet," he said.
"I'm sorry," she said.
"Don't be. I love it," he said.
He pushed two fingers inside her and she let out a whimper of pleasure. He watched her as she closed her eyes and enjoyed his fingers moving in and out of her. She broke apart two minutes later, digging her nails into his arms while she shook from the pleasure. He pulled his fingers back out and sucked them dry.
"Up you go," he said.
He grabbed her under her arms and lifted her up to sit on the counter. He opened his jeans and pushed them down to his knees along with his briefs. He grabbed her under her knees and yanked her to edge of the counter and entered her. She whimpered and closed her eyes again. He leaned in and kissed her while rocking his hips back and forward. For each thrust she would let out that whimper of pleasure, and he tried to prolong it for as long as possible. She finally came a second time, and he let go too. He held still and waited for her to open her eyes. When she did, she sent him a little, tired smile.
"Was that good enough?" He asked.
"That was perfect," she answered.
"Coffee's done," he smirked. "I would still like a cup before hitting the road if that's alright with you."
"Of course," she smiled. "You can even drink the entire pot if you want to. You've earned it."
