Page 108 of Your Sharpest Edge
She took it and walked to the other side of the room, throwing it down on the table and quickly opening the zipper. She rifled through her bag, and a smile lifted my cheeks as she frantically searched for something. I stayed behind her, giving her space because she had just fucking said yes, she wanted to come.
Although I didn’t think I’d be able to believe it was true until we were headed to the party.
“Aha,” she exclaimed. “I found it.”
“Found what, malyshka?” I asked, and she held up a very lace, very sheer blue lingerie piece.
“This.” Her eyes matched the blue of the thin pieces of fabric in her hand.
Taking two large steps, I closed the distance between us. “What is... this?”
I knew exactly what it was, but my blood was pumping south, and we hadn’t even made it out of the studio yet. I glanced behind her at the table, calculating how I could throw her on it and fuck her.
“Is this good enough? For the party?” She shook her head. “I mean, if I wear it underneath my dress. It’ll fit fine, you might see?—”
I grabbed the skimpy piece from her. “It’s more than perfect, but if you change right here, I don’t know if we’ll even make it to the party.”
“No.” She shoved me back from her a little and snatched the teddy from my hands. “I want to go to the party.”
“Are you sure? You don’t have to.”
She nodded. “I really want to go, but I have one stipulation.” She tucked the piece of lingerie underneath her arms.
“Anything.” I promised her.
“I don’t want to do anything without you. I was thinking, and I still don’t think I’m ready, but I don’t want to do things without you.”
“I want to be there for you. I want to give you space when you need it, but I’ll be right there.” I ran my hands up and down her arms.
Her eyes lit up, the blues bright in the dark studio. “This is all so wild and new for me, but it’s also exactly what I asked for, Alex. Thank you.”
“Anytime.” I stepped closer to her and pressed a kiss to her forehead.
“Let me get dressed, then we can go?”
A sly smile crept onto my face. “I’m ready when you are.”
38
stassi
What was I thinking? What was I doing?
I must’ve been possessed by aliens or something because I had no idea why I suddenly decided to have some grand ole fuck-it moment and say yes to going to this party with Alex. I mean, did I want to explore my sexuality more? Absolutely. Have I always wondered what it would be like to go to a sex party? Yes. But I also thought those things happened in movies and romance novels, not in real life. Yet, here I was, headed to a sex party with Alex, the man who confessed that he loved me, on my arm.
It was kind of a weird feeling. He was safe—he was always my safety and the only reason I would’ve entertained coming here in the first place. Yet, I wanted to have the time to explore. I huffed out a breath as we walked down the sidewalk together silently, hand in hand. I could never have imagined saying that I wanted to do this with my ex. He would have slapped me across the face, belittled me, and then gone to the party himself.
“Where are we going?” I said, trying to break the silence between us. I didn’t want him to think I was too far in my head.
“So tonight is actually at a hotel.”
I shot him a look. He said these things were private, which was the main reason I was going. I didn’t want to be seen going to a sex party and then having to face the same people when I left. What would I even say with my hair all messed up? I knew I wouldn’t have to explain myself, but my anxiety was making me feel like everyone would be judging me.
Oh my God, what if someone else wanted to fuck me?
My rapid-fire thoughts ceased as realization dawned on me. I wanted to explore my voyeuristic side, but I didn’t think I wanted Alex with anyone else. It took us so long to get here, I didn’t want to ruin that.
“Hear me out though. One of the guys rented the suite of this hotel. It has three floors, five rooms. It’s basically an apartment. In fact, it’s probably bigger than mine. This also ties in with surprise number three.” He held a duffle out in front of his body as he walked.
