The Guy from that One Summer by Monroe CC

Author:Monroe, CC
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-06-14T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER THREE

ROLE PLAY AND A HAPPY MARRIAGE

“Maybe I don’t want to. Maybe I want one more round, baby?” I tell my husband.

Yep, my husband. Tonight, we role played a scenario we often talk about. Nine summers ago, when I met Finn, it was here, the Hamptons, the night after I was left at the altar. Except he was a gentleman and had a drink with me, him stopping at one, while I downed enough shots it could have taken out a horse.

“No, you’re going to be sore in the morning, and we have the kids and my parents flying back in from Australia. Let’s get some rest.” He carries me wedding-style up to our room, and I sigh in defeat.

“Fine. But you owe me a morning session,” I tell him, kissing and sucking on his neck.

“I can do that, but it’s going to be slow and gentle next time. I want to make sure you really feel me.”

“You mean feel your love. I love that after all those summers ago, you can role play with me and fuck me like I’m a whore, but you turn around and tell me you want to make love to me. How did I get so lucky?”

“By being my good little wife. Now let’s go to sleep.”

He tells me this, but I want to do anything but sleep. Our children have been on a two-week vacation with Finn’s parents in Australia. They come up every summer, spend a few days here, then take our two children back with them. We have seven-year-old Oliver and five-year-old Olivia.

And every summer, when they go on vacation, Finn and I come back to my family’s summer home here in the Hamptons, and we spend days lost in one another. Touching, teasing, laughing, playing, being sun-kissed, and making love like we can never be stopped. Nine years later and it still feels like the first time.

“Do you remember the night we met? The real version, I mean?”

He gets us settled in the sheets, and I tangle myself around him while he answers. “I do. You were such a wreck. But somehow, you were still charming. In fact, the more drunk you got, the more charming you were.”

I slap his chest and laugh. “That’s not offensive at all.”

“I’m serious. I don’t mean that you were better wasted, baby. I just mean how much more you shared about yourself. You didn’t hold back, and I found out so many things about you that the alcohol let you reveal,” Finn admits.

“Like what?” I question him, curious to see exactly what it was he remembers.

“You were not a timid or shy woman. You told me how much you loved to stand out in a room.” Running his hands up and down my spine sends shivers through me, but it feels just right. “You confided you once told a man to shove his hand up his ass and be his own puppet for talking to you like you were a woman with no sense.”

We both laugh at that.

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