She paced the floor, black kimono wrapped tight over bare skin and thigh-high stockings, black heels clicking in time with her anticipation. Flashes of previous visits kept sidelining her - the kisses that filled her head with champagne bubbles and weakened her knees, the sharp sting of his hand across her sweat-slicked ass, the look on his face as she took his cock into her mouth. She shuddered, and glanced at the clock.
The doorbell stiffened her, like a dog going to point. A wide smile tugging at her cheeks, she hurried to the door and let him in, allowing her robe to sway open to expose taut, white skin. His grin matched hers as he walked in.
She slipped around him to shoot the bolt and keep the rest of the world outside, leaning back against the door, her breath already coming faster. His eyes moved over her as he pulled off his shoes and coat, hungry and possessive. On impulse, she ducked around him and ran to the bedroom to lay back against the tall bed. His steps were slow and deliberate when he followed, stopping in the doorway to take in the scene.
"You're not getting away from me, you know."
"Are you going to come and take me, then?"
He chuckled low in his throat, and began pulling off his clothes. As he walked past the threshold, he shut the door behind him.
"I'm going to take what I want, when I want it, in my own time, you little slut. Don't even think you're dictating this."
She squirmed on the bed, eyes glued to his body. Nude, he stalked to her and leaned over her, pressing her against the bed with nothing but the force of his personality.
She took a shuddering breath, tilted her head back and let him have her.
ETA: Part Two