Page 33 of Once a Month

“Well, if you want to look for us later, we won’t mind at all.”

“I kind of just want her tonight. Obviously, she’s the member, so if she wants to, I’ll come find you guys. I’ve got to go.”

I’m sure I sounded rude, and I’ll apologize to them later, but I need to get back – I want all night with this woman. I knock on the door with my elbow, looking not at all like a secret agent, and she opens the door. I walk in, and she locks it behind me. I smirk – she doesn’t want to be interrupted, either. I place everything on the dresser and uncork the champagne.

“I was hoping you’d be here,” I say.

“You were?”

“Yes,” I say as the foam pours out of the bottle and onto the floor.

“Oh, no,” she says, laughing a little.

“They’ll have it all cleaned anyway,” I reply, not at all concerned about the damn carpet in this place. I pour us each a glass and set the bottle back down. “Cheers,” I say.

“What are we toasting to?”

“This,” I say. “You look amazing.” I can’t resist telling her how hot she looks. Then, I lean in and kiss her neck, one of my favorite spots on her body. Our glasses join, and I add, “You smell amazing.”

She sips her own champagne and kisses my neck. God, that feels good.

“You have to take a sip or it’s bad luck. You don’t know that?”

“Bad luck?” I say.

“To toast and not take a drink,” she says.

I down the whole glass and take hers from her as well.

“I want all the good luck tonight,” I say, putting the glasses down and stepping into her space. “Tell me what you want tonight, and I’ll give it to you.”

“I just want the whole night with you. No interruptions,” she says.

I smile and say, “Okay.”

“And I don’t want you to have to ask.” She wraps her arms around my neck. “You can just take; you know my safe word.”

My hands move to her back.

“Wall Street,” I say.

“I want you to have me any way you want me.”

She leans forward, and fuck… I think she’s going to kiss me. We haven’t done this yet. Are we even supposed to do this? She waits – she’s giving me an out. I don’t need an out, so I lean in closer. She smells so damn good. When she presses her lips to mine, I’m lost from the beginning. I think I make a sound. Her tongue meets mine, and we deepen the kiss together. On their own, my hands go to her dress zipper, and I pull it down. I can’t help but spread my hands across her back as I revel in this kiss. She’s got her hands on my neck and in my hair. It’s turning me on. I want more. She pushes my jacket down, and I remove it the rest of the way. She untucks my shirt, and her hands are under it instantly, touching my skin. My muscles are tightening as she caresses me.

“Turn around,” I say, pulling my lips away.

“I–”

“Turn around,” I tell her again.

She turns, and I want what I had that first time we were together like this – I need it in a way I didn’t expect to. I need to remember how good it feels to have her like this, her back pressed to my front. I stroke her while I caress her breasts. She’s wearing all red tonight, and it’s see-through lingerie. I’m lost in her body, and while I want it all to stay on her, I also can’t wait to strip it off and see more.

“Fuck,” she says, leaning her head back against me.

“I want to. Tonight, I want to fuck you.”

“Yes,” she replies.

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