It had been sunny and hot most of the day and the ground had soaked up the summer heat. When the raindrops started to fall, the vapour drifted up softly as they desperately tried to cool things down. The setting of the sun had not helped and, for June, the way that man had been staring at her all even had not helped either. 

She had locked eyes with him when she’d first come in to the club and given him a small, flirty smile, not thinking much of it. There were always guys swarming around her and trying to get her attention. Another random one didn’t make much of a difference.

But when she glanced over partway through the night and caught a glimpse of him dancing, she had changed her mind. His arms interwove with the woman’s, spinning her and holding her close. Their embrace was electric as he led their bodies to the music. He followed the beat and played with it like nothing she’d ever known she’d wanted. But as she watched the woman, breathlessly spinning and falling into his arms, she knew there was something different about him.

As the music shifted, the woman moved closer to kiss him, grabbing him around the waist. June watched, entranced, as the woman’s body came alive as they kissed slowly and sensually. Playfully and with as much desire as she could imagine. As they parted, he glanced up to meet eyes again with June and smiled the same smile she had given him earlier.

She felt her heart start to race and goosebumps emerge, but she did not look away from him. She felt something shift within her. Something primal that needed him. And she decided then that she would have him that night.

It felt strange for her to chase after a man after so much time spent being pursued but as she sat there, rain falling over her body, and watched him approach, she had never felt so satisfied. 

As he neared her table, she shifted her body, flipped her hair and tried to sit in a way that made it feel like she wasn’t as excited as she felt. She focused on the drink in front of her as she watched him approach in her peripheral and waited until the last moment before glancing up towards him.

Her heart was hammering in her chest and she found herself biting at her lip considering if he would walk over and just kiss her outright. She turned to glance up at him but as she looked she only caught sight of his arm as he walked right past her without so much as a glance down toward her.

She spun around, outraged that he wouldn’t even look at her, and watched as he rejoined his friends at the bar on the other side of the room. The hammering of her heart from excitement quickly turned to rage as being passed over so nonchalantly. 

“Who the hell does this guy think he is?” she thought.

She tried for the rest of the night to forget about the guy and get back to a fun evening. There were several men who came up and chatted with her, buying her drinks, and flirting, but she couldn’t quite seem to stop looking around for where he was in the room. Eventually, she gave up and just went outside on the patio to get some air and try and get over the slight.

She froze as she stepped through the door. He was standing with his back to her, leaning out over the railing and hadn’t seen her yet.

She was furious that he had passed her by but she still couldn’t seem to let it go, the thought of him kissing that woman still fresh on her mind. 

She crossed the patio and sat herself against the far rail in full view. There was barely anyone outside and she took her time to get settled and watch him quietly. He didn’t check his phone and wasn’t speaking with anyone. He was calmly looking out over the water and watching some of the boats pass down the river. 

He didn’t shift when it started to rain and, so, she followed suit. She stayed put and continued to watch him as the raindrops fell more frequently. She knew it wasn’t a smart idea to sit in the rain with a white dress but she was determined to get this man’s attention and she was sure that wouldn’t hurt either. 

She let the cool drops wash over her skin and waited, watching the vapour rise from the concrete around her. 

When he finally turned and saw her, he didn’t seem surprised. He let that small smile slip out and seemed to devour her with his eyes before moving towards her. 

She didn’t say anything, only looked back. She wanted him to finally say something, to finally acknowledge her in some way.

He didn’t rush but made his way over to stand directly in front of her before grabbing the handles of her chair and leaning in close to her.

She felt her breath catch, waiting endlessly for his lips to meet hers, but he shifted and let his lips fall just outside her ear.

“You’ve been a good girl, waiting so patiently for me all night,” he said.

She felt her body melt, her legs squeezing tighter as she let herself disappear into the words.

“It’s time for you to get that dance you’ve been longing for,” he said.

He stepped back and held out his hand for hers to get up. 

She looked up at him as the rain steadily fell harder and smiled. Her heart was beating through her chest with all the desire she never knew she wanted but, now that it was standing in front of her, she couldn’t get enough of.

She rose and he took her in his arms, firmly if not a little roughly, and spun her as they began to sway to the music. His hands started slow around her waist before they began to explore her body. They would trace up her sides and back down around her ass, his hands pulling her closer to him. 

She let her hips slide and grind in close to him, moving in time with the music drifting out from the club and with their breath starting to match up. She could feel him more and more excited as she moved. It made her want to keep grinding harder, to push him further and closer to what she knew they both wanted. 

He drew his hands up along her body, catching her wet dress and dragging it up over her ass. His hands grazed her chest, sending a shudder through her, before coming to rest on either side of her face.

She looked up at him, pleading for this to be the moment he finally kissed her, but he only gave her that same smile she had greeted him with at the beginning of the night.

“This is just the start of the night. If you want more, you will take my hand and lead me back through the club to catch a cab and head home. I want you to be more than my good girl. I want you to be my slut tonight. I know you want to make me feel good and, believe me, you’ll be begging me for more when I’m through. Say the word and you’re mine,” he said.

She whimpered slightly, a sound lost in the rain around her, but didn’t hesitate. She reached up and grabbed his hand and turned him towards the door. She didn’t care that her ass was still out or that you could see through her dress. She belonged to him and that was what mattered.

He looked at her curiously, making sure she understood the choice she was making, but her mind had been made up for hours.

“Are you coming, Sir?”