Page 147 of Once a Month

“Only one more time?” she asks.

I smile at her, the woman I love.

MONTH 12. PART 2. – Contract Ends

(POV Escort)

“I hate this,” I tell her.

“I’ll be back tomorrow night,” she says.

“It’s been two weeks.”

“I know.”

“We’ve had one date,” I say.

“One perfect date,” she says.

She’s right, but still.

“I want another one,” I say.

“So do I, babe. I’m sorry it’s taken so long. I really thought we’d have this whole account sorted, but I have a flight booked for tomorrow afternoon, and I won’t miss it, I promise,” she tells me.

“That’s cutting it pretty close,” I say.

“I know. I can just meet you there,” she says.

“I thought we were going to go together,” I say.

“Can we, really? You’re still technically working,” she replies.

“Yeah, working out ways I’m going to make you come,” I say, picturing a few.

“Babe, I’m at work,” she says, sounding so damn adorable and shy.

God, I want her.

“Well, you should have thought about that before you called me. You know how hard-up I am for you.”

“I’m hard-up for you, too,” she whispers. “I can’t wait to see you.”

“I’m thinking about doing something tonight,” I say.

“Yeah? What’s that?”

“FaceTiming you while I touch myself,” I say.

“Yes.” She clears her throat pretty loudly after.

I laugh and say, “You really like that idea, huh?”

“It’s been too long,” she says.

“I know. We’ve both been busy, but you’re all mine tomorrow night.”

“I am. I have to go. I’ll call you tonight when I’m back at the hotel.”

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