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“That will never happen. It’s you only that I want. It’s you that I need. Just say, yes.”

“If I agree to be your…” she coughs, “… girlfriend.” I nod smiling. “What does that mean?”

“I’m trying real hard here not to rush this, to not fuck this up. You fit in everywhere like you’re perfect for me. I don’t quite understand it, but I get it. You were made for me.” She doesn’t say a word. “You’re also my ten. That has to count for something.”

She smiles at that. “I won’t be anyone’s second best, or second choice. I want to be first.”

I reach over, taking her hand in mine. “Oh, fuck me, you’re more than my first choice, you’re my dream choice, my only choice.” She giggles. “Plus, my mother likes you. And she never likes anyone when it comes to me.”

“She’s trying.”

I nod agreeing. That she is.

We eat and for the rest of the night we small talk. Storm tells me about how she got to where she is today in business and it makes me proud. She earned her spot and works hard for it. I’ve never been with someone who’s so career focused. The only person I know like that’s like her is Darby. If we didn’t have Darby, I’m not sure where we would be in business. Definitely not where we are today, that’s for sure.

“Your friends are… interesting,” she says as we stand. She’s asking me exactly what I do for the club and I tell her.

“So you ran a check on me?” she asks.

“I did, and yes they are.”

“Creed’s… quiet.”

I laugh at her words. “Creed doesn’t like people. Don’t take it personally.”

She nods as we walk out. Turning her around as the cold air hits our skin, she smiles.

“It’s a first date, Echo. Do you think you should be touching me like this?” she asks in a teasing voice but doesn’t pull herself away either.

“What, like this?” My hand drops between our bodies and I touch her pussy. She laughs and brushes my hand away. “I don’t think I can let you go tonight.”

She groans and lays her head on my shoulder. “You don’t get a choice.” She laughs pulling away and starts to walk off only looking back once as she gets to her car.

“Not even a kiss?”

She shakes her head. “We never stop at a one kiss.”

Damn it, she’s right. I was hoping she would forget about that. She smiles the whole way until I can no longer see her, and now I have a set of blue balls.Second Date…

Storm’s dressed in red, it makes me smile more than I thought it would.

She made me wait almost a full week to see her again, and I agreed because I want her to know that I would wait as long as it takes. I would do what she needed, so all my past fuck-ups and her thinking she wasn’t it for me, would prove her wrong. But it was hard, so fucking hard to not see her, even touch her.

Storm’s put me on restrictions, and I hope tonight she will break them. Even if she doesn’t, I’m at least going to try for a kiss, I need those lips on mine.

“Are you sure I can be here?”

I nod. Opening the door, the girls are all here, but they aren’t dressed how they usually are. We do this once a year, a gala for our existing clients so they can meet other girls who they’re usually assigned to. I asked Storm to come, it may have not been the best idea, but it’s where I spend all my time. I want her to know it as well.

“You lot are low key geniuses.” She laughs looking around. I keep my hand on her lower back not wanting to let her go. Creed, Falcon and Darby are standing at the bar talking to Johnny when I walk in. They all look in our direction as we walk closer to them.

“I see you brought a guest.” Darby nods to Storm. Usually, we aren’t meant to bring anyone, but I want her to know everything there is about me. Not hiding anything from her, like I did with Selena.

“We’re stopping by before our dinner,” I answer. Falcon takes her hand, kissing it, making her blush. “Knock it off.” He does these things to us to rile us up, more so he likes to rile up Creed as he takes longer to bite.

“I’m just complimenting the most beautiful woman in this room. Lord knows why she’s standing next to you.” I see her smile at his words, which makes me happy, so I ignore his remark and show her around. She’s careful to not step into any rooms, even when I take her upstairs to my office.

“You don’t want to come in?” She shakes her head. Then I pull the cloth away from the table showing her my plans.


Tags: T.L. Smith Crimson Elite Erotic