I close my eyes and I still see it.

I can picture your perfect devilish but angelic smile towards me at that restroom.

How you moaned full of greed, guiding me through your curves.

It's been 3 days, Erica.

And since then you disappeared.

I don't receive a single message, and you don't reply to mines as well.

You are not on your apartment, which worries me a bit. But according to some messages to your friends you went to a hotel, appearently to clear your mind.

Maybe to take me out of it.

Of course I checked up on the hotel, tried to enter but they didn't allow me. At least I could see you from afar on the hall. At least you are safe.

And Sam? You didn't text her. Something seems fishy. Maybe you feel guilty. You are a person of values, of moral and honor, Erica. But you also shouldn't restrain yourself from what you truly want.

And we both know that's me.

Now I'm here, at Mooney's, people watching and listening to Jasmine sing a loud Rihanna's song. Not even auto tune could fix her voice.

-Where's your lover girl?-Jasmine sat on the balcony, still dancing to the music on her earphones.

-I'm not in the mood for this.-He cut her off.

-Someone was rejected.-She teased, giving a short laugh mocking. - Again.

-I wasn't rejected, okay? She likes me.-He assured her.- It's just a matter of time.

-You are very patient.

-Thank you.

-That wasn't a compliment.

He blinked twice, Jasmine changed the track she listened to, now Miley Cyrus.

-I'm just saying that you need to make a move, or that punk will never leave her.

-A move like you did? No, thank you.-He shaked his head.- You just made her more upset, Jasmine.

-But now you know she feels something.

-I already knew we had a...sparkle.-He tried to say.

Jasmine bursted laughing, to her, that was funny. He rolled his eyes, talking with her was no use.

He grabbed his phone again, Jasmine said something and walked away, he scrolled through Erica's instagram again. No new posts.

He stared at one of her pictures, she was probably at her apartment, a beautiful smile, her hair brushed to the left side, as she wore a dark blue blouse.

All he wanted was to see her happy, but happy with him.

Another day passed and no signs of Erica. He decided to search in his universisty, but of course, once again he wasn't allowed to enter.

Until he noticed someone, a girl he recognized from before. That was her, the girl he always aw at Erica's instagram, her friend Maggie.

Does she know how you are?

I could ask a few questions. But I doubt that @maggiexx would reply to her DMs, specially from an anonymous account.

But maybe in person, she might be more pressured to do it.

She's very different from you, Erica. Actually, she reminds me a lot Jasmine. Don't be jealous, I just see some resemblances on them.

Like how she dresses the same generic Shein and Forever 22 clothes, or how they are both blondes with increased popularity, who loves parties and status. But something between you and Maggie is different than you with Jasmine.

Maggie is more down to earth, you can tell by how she texts you, how she treats you, looks like she really cares about you, which is quite rare.

But Jasmine...well, Jasmine is "dating" me, which is why you despise her so much.

But I muts admit, seeing you jealous was fun, actually, I don't know how, but you got even more attractive, it's almosr as you put a spell on me Erica.

Please don't ever break this curse.

-Hey, excuse me miss.-Joe waved friendfly at Maggie, believing he was a freak, the girl simply walked away.

Okay, this is going to be a bit harder than expected.

-Hello, miss!-Joe walked towards her once again, Maggie ignored.-Miss!

Maggie suddenly stopped, when he was about to talk to her, she turned around, and, when he least expected, felt his eyes burn.

IS THAT PEPPER SPRAY?

GOD, IT BURNS.

WHAT IS WRONG WITH THIS GIRL?!

-I just wanted to talk! Wait!-He held her fist, Maggie freaked out- I'm Erica's friend! Wait!!

-You think I was born yesterday? Back off your pervert!-She shaked herself.

-I'm saying the truth!! I'm Joe, Erica's friend!!

That's when she suddenly stopped. He let her wrist go. Maggie scanned him with her eyes, almost trying to detect some sort of flaw.

-You are the Joe guy?-She asked with a bit of disappointment in her voice.

She knows about me?

-Yeah.-He tried to blink multiple times.-I'm Erica's friend.

-I know who you are.-She confirmed.-I'm just a bit disappointed.

-What?

-When Erica mentioned you, the way she spoke...I expected to be someone, you know...-She tilted her head- A bit more handsome.

I wil try not to be offended by the mean girl, and focus on the fact that you talked about me, Erica.

-Look, Erica's not with me as you see.-She said bored.

-I just wanted to ask if she is okay, it's been some time since I could have reached her.

-Yeah, you seem pretty desperate.

And she is pretty rude.

-Look, if she doesn't want to talk with you, that means I shouldn't speak about her to you either. Bye.

-Wait, wait!-He ran in front of her.- Erica and I don't have any problems.

-Doesn't look like it.

-It is the truth.-He assured her. - I just...want to talk to her, please.

Maggie sighed while rolling her shiny eyes.

-Fine. I'll tell her you're worried.-She pointed to him. -But stop following me, your creep.

He stepped away from her path and she left, shaking her ponytail at each step with her chin held up high to the sky.

Well...that went...well? I guess.

Now, I shouldn't just rely o Maggie's words. I need to do something.

...

I don't know what type of flowers you like, or even if you like them. You liked some posts with roses in 2014, but besides that, not much to be said about it at all.

In any case, a bouquet with mixed flowers has a bigger chance to impress you. Oh, and no jasmines. I made sure they wouldn't include them.

Getting into your hotel though, was easier than I thought, sneaking into the back and finding a uniform, entering without being noticed, since luckily, by some sort of rumor, everybody thought Lady Gaga had stepped into the hotel.

They put tags where the keys are hung withe client's name, so, voilà, your room was easy to find.

He was at the hotel's hallway, just in front of the white door that blocked the entrance to her room. He wouldn't enter it, of course, even though he'd love to, there was a high probability that she would be inside and freak out if he appeared.

He simply let the bouquet in front of the door, took a deep breath and knocked three times. Before Erica could open it, he ran away, hiding at the end of the hallway behind a wall.leading to the right side of the hallway.

She was there, using bathrobe, the dark hair tied into a bun, as she looked around, looking for whoever knocked, but wouldn't find anyone.

As she grabbed the bouquet, immediatly read the card:

"Dear Erica,

I hope you are doing alright, I've got to say that I am a bit worried. Call me if you can, please.

Saudades (Miss you), Joe."

The letter made her stop for a moment, look again at the hallway, expecting to find someone there, but she didn't. An audible sigh was made and she closed the door as she entered the room.

Once inside, Joe left the hotel, staring at his phone, expecting for any sign that she would come back to him.

She had to.

...

-Jasmine did what?!- He exclaimed to Ethan incredulous.

Yes Erica, I don't have any idea of what happened just now. Appearently, Jasmine left the shop without further notice, besides a note she let on the counter with the writting:

"hey Joe, my aunt said I can come back home, she regrets her decision now and said that will help me financially again. That means: no more work! I know I promised to help you with the Erica thing, but I really need to go, I don't want to stay here collecting dust, these shoes aren't made for this, boy. Anyway, good luck!"

-She just left this?- Joe asked his coworker who didn't seem much affected by the decision.

-Yup. Refused the payment check also. Probably will receive much more wherever she's going to.- Ethan commented as he counted the coins inside the cashier.

Joe stared at the window, where people continued to walk, busy with their own lives and thoughts.

I must say, I wasn't affected by Jasmine's suddenly absence. I was much more affected by the void you left inside of me, Erica. And that is quite...disappointing.

But also intriguing, specially after who I bumped into at the market.

-Watch where you're going.-A hoarse voice growled to him.

-Sorry, I- That's when he saw her. The eyes that stared into his soul, almost stabbing him inside. -...Sam?

-How do you know my name?-She furrowed her dark eyebrows, not recognizing him at all.

-Joe. Joe Goldberg, don't you remember? Erica's friend?

-Oh, right, that bitch's puppy.

What did she just call you?

He tried not to appear affected by her words, but inside, he wanted to throw a fit for what she just said about his soulmate. Sam sighed, annoyed that he was still there, pulled a strand of her hair to the side, now painted with some red strands, a whole new revamped aesthetic, and looked at him:

-Look, if you want to ask me about her, that's useless, I don't talk to her since that date at the diner. If we can call that a date.-She replied, visibly displeased by the subject. - She broke up with me. Thought she dumped me over...you.-She seeemed disgusted by him.- But I guess she isn't so stupid to do this after all.

I must say, Sam is...terrible. And I'm glad you're over her. That you left for good. But I can't help but notice how odd all of this is.

I mean, if you let her go, I should be the next one in line, right?

But I was the last one to know about all of this!

-So you're not talking to her anymore?-He asked.

-Are you deaf? No, I'm not!

-Why? I mean, weren't you both dating I thought-

-It was a one time thing, now leave me the hell alone. I've got better things to do.

And, with those words, she wapked foward, bumping into his shouldwr with strentgh, walking away.

Well...she's definetely upset. But I can't blame her, I mean, loosing you Erica...that can break anyone's heart.

Including my own.

But that's alsp great news, I mean, you're free from her.

I just wish I was your savior.

...

4 weeks later

There was no food in the fridge, he needed to go shopping, the apartment was also a mess, a small, thin layer of beard grew darkly on his chin.

Imagine how frustrated Joe Goldberg was about not receiving any news from Erica in almost a month. She didn't disappear, she was still at that hotel, whwre he couldn't get in anymore, and go to college only for assignments or tests.

All he knew, by a notification linked tp Erica's phone, was one single message that made him jump from the sofa. The device trembled in his hands as his eyes sparkled:

"Public Presentation at the University's 200th auditorium at 15h p.m."

A public presentation. Sweet.

I mean, yes, you clearly don't want to see me Erica, that is clear. You ghosted me forever.

But I miss you. I really do.

And even if you don't want to see me...I mean, there's no problem if I just sneaked into the crowd to watch you, right?

And that's exactly what he did. Mixing up at the auditorium, with a cap, sitting at the back row, was Joe, his eyes searching desperately between the figures for any sign of his angel of love.

-And now, ladies and gentlemen, I'm honored to introduce you...Erica Souza.- A short haired blonde teacher announced, clapping her hands and smilling at the young woman who came onstage.

He immediatly adjusted his posture on the chair, the back standing still as he watched the grace in her gestures as she approached the center of the stage.

Breath escaped his lungs at the formal yet charming black dress she wore, the hair delicately brushed down, and the lips a dark red as she smiled. His heart melted, speeded, crashed at just seeing her again, it was feeling he couldn't control.

-Hello, good afternoon.- Her polite voice invaded the room with a microphone's help. -First, I'd like to thank you all for your presence. It means a lot to all of us, since today we will speak of an important project of our class that needs your attention.- The slide presentation behind her changed. - Charity.- She heard someone sigh in mocking. Her expression changed into a somber one for a second. Joe wanted to punch the man in the face. -Don't worry, we won't ask for money.-She faked a smile. -We are here to speak about our project to advocate children in situation of vulnerability in Manhattan. So please, enjoy the presentation and join us into this important cause. -Cue to more applauses.

I knew you were intelligent, Erica. But this? God, why do you have to be so perfect?

You carry the whole project's group on your back. Your presentation, orality, gestures...they are flawless.

You get more and more attractive by each second, each time I see you I can't help but want you even more.

That scene in the bathroom keeps haunting me, if I only I could show you what I'd like to do...what I'd like for you to do...

-And the numbers showed that these communities lack judicial protection, so...-Erica suddenly made a pause. Her eyes lingered at a figure at the back, stuck on the last row of the crowd. They locked eyes.

Shit. You saw me.

People started to gossip why did she suddenly stop talking, one of the other colleagues pushed Erica's shoulder delicately so she could continue.

-So, what we mant as a group, is to provide this support.-She cleared her throat and continued as a pro.

You stopped the presentation because of me. This either can be something great or terrible.

And I shouldn't stay here to find out.

Fearimg her reaction, Joe discretely disappeared, escaping any arguement.

-You did great Miss Souza.- Teacher Tatcher complimented her work. -I'm very impressed.

-Thank you Mrs.Tatcher...-But Erica's mind was elsewhere, her eyes looking for someone. -Uh...please excuse me.

Her feet fastly madw way through the crowd until the laat row of the auditorium, many people tried to approach and talk to her but that didn't stop her, she needed to see it with her own eyes, dis she deceive herself? Was it a mirage? She could swear it was him, it had to be.

A man weearing a cap next to the exit, his back turned to her. Her jeart speedes anxious as she came.closer and her hand trembled to touch his shoulder. The man turned around.

-Joe?- She whispered helpless.

-Who?- It wasn't him. It was a man witj dark brown hair juat like him, but comepltely different and younger.

-Sorry, I was looking for someone else.-Erica replied embarrassed, leaving through ghe exit, ignoring the happy crowd and letting past thoughts consume her mind.

...

The neighbors were loud again. They could at least try to be more quiet, specially at that occasion when Joe was so frustrated.

Had arrived home it's been 30 minutes exactly, yes, he counted. Actually, tried to anything to keep himself distracted, anything to stop thinking about her.

The rain poured violently outside, his hair shaked by the cold breeze thatbcame from the open window. Threw away the trash, cleaned and organized the house, and yet was still unquiet, uneasy.

Sat on the sofa, ran his hands through his face, almost about to acream at the couple next door to be more quiet.

Sighed heavily, why did things had to be so hard? Why couldn't Erica simply accept him? He was her best option.

Heard a knock on the door. Couldb'tbbe the neighbors, they were too busy. Maybe someone selling products, he wasn't on the mood, could send anyone to hell at that moment.

Opened the door, and his eyes widened at the figure in front of him, audibily gasped. The hair soaked by the rain, the clothes tight to the body, wet from the storm, the breath heavy, the eyes sparkling with determination but also fear.

-Erica?-

Suddenly felt a grip behind his nape, a strentgh pulling him close, and her figute leaning foward, the wet lips crashing into his, hungry, heated, spicy.

Was schocked at first, the eyes open as she pulled him against her body, to feel him against her. But couldn't resist to her touch, finally realizing that what happened was true, allowing himself to absorb that sensation.

The coldness from her body exposed to the storm against his warm one, the lips dancing, synching as he sighed, letting her take complete control. Erica guided his hands towards her hips, as hers explored and played with his fluffy hair, smilling against his lips making him melt in lust.

-Erica...-He groaned as he bit his lower lip, she was unstoppable, similar to the same way she was atvthat bathroom or at that car so long ago. There was something dirty and wicked in her eyes that made him trenble.

Aparted breathless, hands still at each other, the eyes intense, sinking, quesgioning, thristy at each other.

-What...how did you find my apartment?-He asked.

-You were at my presentation. I saw you.-She ignored his question.

-...I...yes...I was. I'm sorry, was I-

-And the flowers at my doorstep. It was you.

-Yes...Yes it was me.-He was still schoxked about the whole situation, stared at her clothes, still the same from the presentation. -Did you come walking in the rain until here?

-Running.-She answered not able to look away from him. -I couldn't wait anymore.

-What?

Her hand tickled, slowly caressed his cheek.

-Damnit Joe, I really tried...I did but...I can't ignore this.-She said frustrated.

-What do you mean?

He could feel her gaze slighy lingering at his lips, a cold feeling inside his stomach.

-I want you.

-You...do?-He whispered as she leaned foward again, her breath mixed with his. She nodded a little.

-Joe...-She whispered to him, her lips brushing against his made the bookshop worker close his eyes for a second aching with desire. -Can I come in?

-Yes...-He bary could say before she kissed him again, this time stronger, rougher, the tongues dancing, lips noiaes and sighs. Her hands wandered through his chest, Joe barely could apeak.- Yes...yes...

TW// SMUT SKIP IT UNTIL THE NEXT WARNING IF YOU FEEL UNCOMFORTABLE!

She grinned, pulling him inside as he closed the door behind her. The kisses gained more heat, hands exploring curious each other's bodies, mischievous smiles exchanged.

Erica's started to unbotton his shirt, she stopped kissing him for a second as she threw away the fabric across the living room. Her eyes slowly looked at his body as a smirk formed her lips.

-Are you blushing?-She watched his flushed cheeks.

-No, I...I-

-That's so fucking hot.-She kissed him again, biting his lower lip, as Joe involuntairily moaned. Erica showed a challenging, controlling and irresistible side of her now that he just adored.- Show me how much you missed me.

He pressed her body against the wall, Erica chuckled against his lips as his kissed lowered down her neck. Little noises of pleasure as his hands wandered down, slow, teasing, until they reached the center between her legs, an audible moan escaped her lips satisfied.

-You're so wet..-He whispered with a smirk at her ear, his fingers flickered as she felt butterflies inside her stomach.

-Yeah?-She teased him. -And what you're gonna do about that?-Her eyes closed tight with the movement of his fingers at her warm intimacy. -...oh, shit...!

His lips delivered kisses on her neck, fiery, heated.

-You like that?- He asked in a whisper as she moaned softly, turning him on even more.

-Mhmm...-She threw her head back, her body trembling.- You talk too much, Joe...-She pulled his chin so he could stare at her, the eyes lingering towards his lips.-Should we put that mouth to a better use?

His breath suspended, he felt flames consume his whole body. He didn't know how, or what that woman was doing to him, but he loved that. It almost felt like a dream, and he didn't to wake up.

-On my knees now?-He smiled sassy.

-Right now.-She ordering lowering his head as he kneeled at the floor, pulling up her skirt as Erica stepped out of her panties. She gasped with the contact os his tongue. -...Fuck.

Her hands carressed his curly hair strands as he looked up, teasing between kisses at her core that almost made her scream. He could feel his pants tighter as never before. He needed her, right now.

-You want more, princess?-He asked, now taking charge, her lips parted, the breath unstable as she nodded fastly. He removed her dress completely now, exposing her naked body to him, his hands touching every inch of her immaculate skin. -God Erica...You are so beautiful. -His lips crashed against hers again, he felt her hands moving beneath his pants, Joe gasped in lust.-I want you so bad...

-I noticed it...-She smirked against his lips.-...What are you waiting for?

His eyes sparkled in mischief, his breath hoarse as they both watched Erica's low touch on his body.

-You can't even make it to the bedroom, can you?-She whispered taking off his pants, as they made sure to put on protection. He pressed her body even more against the wall, his chest against her breasts.-What is it, Joe? Um?- She looked into his fragile puppy eyes.-Tell me.

-Can I...-He hesited, she caressed is cheek softly, as he melted over her touch.-Are you sure?-She nodded.

-Tell me, Joe... What do you want?-She brushed her fingers against his lips, he slowly sucked one of them while staring at her, she felt her whole body burn.- You want to fuck me?- He nodded obedient.- You have been wanting this for a long time, haven't you?-She adored to see him like that, to feel desired.- Have you touched yourself while thinking of me?-Her lowered hands on his cock made him gasp into a moan.

-Shit, Erica...-He moaned as she stroked his hard member.-Yes...yes...

-I knew it.-She grinned as the devil.-Let me tell you a secret...-She leaned fowaed whispering at his ear as he breathed heavily with her movements.-Me too...-Joe let a breathless moan escape his mouth in preasure, high by her words. -I kept imagining us together...with you inside me...-He kissed the crook of her neck- touching myself imagining you fucking me so hard...or riding your dick...fuck you must feel so good...-She kissed him on the lips hungry, slowly. Joe whimpered now with her touch.- Shh, not yet baby, I want you to come inside of me...-She pulled her chin and spread one of her legs, positioned himself between her so they could ride against the wall.-Don't be gentle.

Joe chuckled softly as he slowly thrusted inside her, Erica bit her lower lip as her nails buried on his back, scratching as he movrd in synch with her hips gaining speed. The cold wall against her warm body as her eyes rolled back. He couldn't help himself, Joe was completely mesmerized by Erica, and only her.

Her moans filled the room as a sweet profane melody that he just wanted to liaten more and more. Her back brushing against the wall with his thrusts, his low groans as he barely could breathe right.

-You like that?- She teased him again, he smiled, how could she be so despicable?

-I love that. Fuck...you're so tight...- He muttered in a rough kiss as he felt himself even more inside her.- Shit..Erica..

-Not yet...- She moaned, he could feel ger scratvhes and her grip stronger, her eyes closing strongly. -Mhm...yes, just like that...good boy...

The nickname made him whimper. That's what he wanted, to be hers, and hers only. If he could only be that, her toy on her hands, that would be already perfect. At least he knew that he caused her pleasure, her heat, wetness, tears from satisfaction and nobody else.

Amd those possessive, submissive thoughts just made him even more lusty leading them both to an upcoming inevitable arousal. His veiny hands gripped om her ass as he felt himself closer and closer.

-Erica..-He begged. She clenched her jaw, seeat dropped from.their bodies as if they were inside an oven. -Ugh, Erica please...

He knee she was close too, by how her boxy curled up against his, by how her lips parted in so many moans that she barely could keep herseld quiet. Their eyes locking, bewitched, enchanted.

-Now...yes, yes, now Joe...!- She bit her lower lip as he slammed her ahainst the wall in a huge noise, with deep rough movements. -Come for me...ah...porra (fuck)!

He let out a loud groan while staring at her, a sweet climax reached them both as a fresh wave in a hot summer day, 2 pairs of shimmering chestnut fragilly staring into each other helplessly, lovely, obssessively.

His forehead met hers, both sweating, ss he slowly removed himself from her, but keeping his arms around her body as a warm blanket, for a moment just trying to absorb the feelings and reality of what just happened.

They both helped each other clean and calmly lied down in his bed.

END OF SMUT

Erica rest her head on his chest, playing with his body bair as they exchanged shy smiles. Who knew she had that inside of her? All that fire, and lust with someone who appeared so innocent, so sweet. He loved it.

So, let's just make it clear. You appeared at my door, soaked by the rain, almost as a movie, helpless, completely in love for me, seductively entered my home and we had a rough, hot sex session that, for God's sake, you are a sex goddess, and your body? Damnit Erica, I'm addicted.

Now you're here, adorably lying on my chest, on my bed, looking at me.

I told you, we were made for each other. And you finally realized it. You did it. Ah, it almost feels like a dream, wanna pinch me?

-Hey.-She muttered awakening him from his fantasies.

-Hey.-He said in a low, aftersex tone petting her head.

-This was so nice.

-Yes, it was.

-Joe...- she looked at him with a thinking expression. -I know this is...awkward but...can we take things slow? I just...I'm not really good at this.

You are not good? Erica, wake up, you are perfect. Perfect in every single way possible.

-Of course.- He said softly kissimg her forehead. -Whatever you want.

She giggled softly and snuggled more into his chest, feeling the warm sheets above them in contact with his body. Her eyes slowly closed, delicately falling into a deep, peaceful sleep.

But he...he didn't sleep.

He only watched.

Watched as everything worked out the way he wanted.

He finally had her stuck in his web, as a predator finally catching his prey.

And he wouldn't let her go anymore.