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“Sutton, seriously it’s 2021, why can’t you ask him for what you need?”
“I, well, I just can’t...that’s embarrassing, right?”
“Is that a question?” Amanda smiled. “No, it's not embarrassing. Do you want to have sex with Storm?”
“Yes,” I said without hesitation. He made me feel things I’d never felt before. I’d had a couple of serious boyfriends and dated since I was 15 years old and those were fun at the time, but they didn’t tilt me sideways like I was going too fast and too slow all at once. It was a bizarrely pleasant feeling though a little scary too.
“Well, then tell him. Maybe he’s being a gentleman. I mean after the way you guys started. I imagine he wanted to give you space.”
“Space for what?”
“To decide if you want to take it to that level,” Amanda shook her head and began to walk out of the bathroom, but before she got fully out the door, she turned to look at me, “Sutton, this guy likes you. No doubt in my mind. Maybe he didn’t want you to assume it was just about sex for him.”
“Ugh!” But my reflection in the mirror refused to comment.
***
The club was busy, tables booked to capacity, which wasn’t unusual for a Friday night. Misty was on stage and she was jamming to a Buck Cherry song. My blond hair was down around my shoulders and my make-up was subtle. The wedge sandals I wore accentuated my legs and I was feeling sexy and a little naughty because I didn’t have panties on. The dress I selected was midnight blue with thin straps that crisscrossed along my back.
Buzz had his elbow against the bar as I passed and he whistled low, “holy shit is that you Serenity?”
“Not tonight, it isn’t,” I smiled and kept walking.
It took Storm less than a minute to answer when I knocked on the office door. He remained sitting at his desk, he was looking at his laptop as I closed the door behind me. I leaned against the wood and watched his expression as his eyes roamed up and down my body. Tension coated the air in thick tendrils.
“You busy?” I asked.
He stood up and closed the top of his laptop, but didn’t move from his spot behind his desk. His expression didn’t tell me much as it remained neutral. “Nope, did you decide to change your look for tonight?”
“I’m not dancing tonight,” I confirmed, and placed my hands behind my back so the motion would accentuate my chest. Storm’s eyes widened as he seemed to gravitate toward me.
He stood within a few inches, his eyes were intense, the hunger clear on his face. I licked my lips, my stomach a bundle of nerves.
“What can I do for you?” He asked, but doesn’t reach out to me.
“Are you going to make me say it?”
“I insist,” he said, not moving an inch.
“I want you,” I said softly.
“What do you want, Sutton?” He enunciated every word.
“Touch me, please,” I nearly whined.
He moved closer, his finger tracing down my arm, “like this?”
“No.”
“No?”
After a deep inhale and exhale, my voice just above a whisper, “put your mouth on my pussy.”
I felt the heat of those words in every part of my body, I’m sure my cheeks were crimson, but Storm was on his knees in front of me, sliding my dress up my legs.
“I thought you’d never ask, Sutton.”
He chuckled, probably from my lack of panties, but he didn’t comment as he put his tongue on my clit and got to work. I was a writhing mess and only stayed upright because he held me firmly against the door as my legs were nudged wider. My moans were growing as the delicious sensation was building, but I wanted him inside me so bad.
