21 Days (Time for Love 2)

“You did not,” Sasha countered.

Gaby grinned proudly and nodded, causing me to chuckle. I only laughed harder when Sasha turned and hit me on the arm.

“Hey, I was a pawn in this just like you were.”

“What’s this about a kiss?” Brock asked in his deep baritone as he entered the group.

I looked at Brock, surprised, when Gaby put her arms around his waist and said, “Just a little game we were playing, it was no big deal.” He smiled down at her, her head barely reaching his chest.

The sound of a throat clearing behind us had me turning, and I wasn’t all that surprised to see the look on Scott’s face. But, when I turned to look at Victoria and saw her watching him suspiciously, I knew I was going to have to have a serious heart to heart with my friend soon. He was going so far off path, he was going to end up miserable and having a heart attack at thirty. I hated to see him so upset all of the time.

“Shall we sit?” he asked stiffly, and I noticed Gaby go rigid and step out of Brock’s arms. Brock seemed to notice too, and reached out to take Gaby’s hand in his and led her to the table.

I guess it wasn’t going to be a drama free night after all.

Gaby and Brock sat next to Sasha and me, and across from Shelly and Cal, leaving Scott and Victoria across from us. It seemed best to keep the two couples on opposite ends of the table. Scott leaned in to say something to Shelly, which caused her to smile as he laughed, and I hoped we’d be able to keep it light the rest of the evening. Last night had been heavy enough to last me a few years.

I decided it was time to pay attention to my date.

“What are you in the mood for?” I asked in her ear, as my hand traveled under the table to her leg. Her breath hitched when my fingers made contact and I began to make my way under the hem of her dress. I watched her try to school her features as the waiter asked what she’d like to drink.

“A dirty martini, please,” she replied somewhat huskily, clearing her throat to try to mask it.

I leaned in a little closer and lowered my voice a couple notches. “You want it dirty?”

I pulled back before I drew attention to what I was doing, but not before I saw her smile naughtily and give a slight nod.

“So,” Victoria began, drawing my attention to her from across the table. “This is new, right? How long have you been seeing each other?”

I kept my face neutral as my hand crept farther up Sasha’s thigh. “Just about a week, I guess, right, Red?” I asked, turning innocently to her. Her cheeks were a little rosy, and her breathing was becoming shallower with every touch of my fingers.

“Ummm-hmmm,” was all she managed, causing me to chuckle as I turned to Victoria. “She’s so excited about being with me, she can barely form a coherent sentence.”

“Ow,” I said with a laugh as the heel of Sasha’s shoe came down on my foot.

“You okay?” Scott asked, looking from my face to Sasha’s, his eyes narrowed.

“Yeah, I’m fine, I just have this issue with my foot. Sasha, can you come with me for a moment?” I asked, moving my fingers from her lap and pulling her skirt down.

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Of course,” Sasha said with a smile for the group as we excused ourselves from the table.

We walked back inside, and I let my eyes rove the room as I searched for a private nook or cranny … any place that had a semblance of privacy. I reached behind me and pulled Sasha into a closet in the back corner by the bathrooms. I shut the door behind us and locked it, turning on the light to check out surroundings, and turning them back off when I found that we were in a supply closet.

“What are you doing?” Sasha asked, her voice full of excitement.

“Exactly what you expected me to do when you decided to come out without underwear on,” I muttered before I pushed her back up against the door and fused my mouth to hers. Our hands were everywhere in a flurry of movement. Not bothering to take anything off, just moving it to allow better access. My hands reached for the hem of her skirt and brought it up above her waist, as her hands went to the fly of my pants and maneuvered through the slit in my boxer briefs to free my raging cock. I place my hands on her ass and lifted, her legs coming around my waist in one fluid movement. Just as I was about to ease our frustration, my brain cleared and I muttered, “Fuck … condom.”

Then Sasha said the words that made my dick jump in delight, “I have the IUD, I’m clean.” I pushed her hair back from her face.

“Me too,” I assured her, and when she nodded her consent, I buried myself fully in her wet heat.

“Fuck!” Sasha moaned, mimicking my thoughts exactly. I spun us around quickly, knocking over some wayward cleaning supplies, until I found the small table I’d seen in the corner. I laid Sasha on the edge of it, and braced my hands on her hips. She brought her legs up higher, so I could feel her sharp heels digging into my ass as I thrust in and out of her. She placed her hands behind her and arched her back, so I bent in to sample what she was offering. I shoved her dress down, freeing her breast so my eager mouth could reach her nipple. I gave it one good lick and tug, before I said fuck it and lost control. I heard throaty moans emitting from Sasha’s mouth, and brought my hand up to try and cover the sound, aware of the fact that someone could pass by the closet at any second. Sasha sucked my pinky into her mouth and ran her tongue along it, biting the tip lightly, and that was all it took to push me over the edge. As I threw my head back with my release, I felt Sasha’s body spasm around me, and I swear it drew out my orgasm until I thought I would die from sheer pleasure.

I pulled Sasha to me and held her as we both tried to level out our breathing. I kissed the top of her head and stroked her back, bringing my hand around to pull her dress back up over her beautiful breasts. I reached around until I found a roll of paper towels, tore a bunch off, and handed them to Sasha, before getting some for myself and cleaning myself off. I helped her off the table and walked her over to the door, pausing to kiss her thoroughly then walking out.

“I’m going to stop off in the bathroom,” she said with a grin when we got back out into the light.