Summary:\u00a0 Adam encounters a sweet angel in San Francisco.\u00a0 Written for the R-Rated Anniversary Challenge.<\/p>\n
Rated:\u00a0 MA (sexual content)
\nWord Count:\u00a0 2350<\/p>\n
One Night<\/strong><\/p>\n <\/p>\n Daylight filtered into the room from around the edges of the drawn curtains gently ruffled by the breeze from the open window.\u00a0 The tickle of the breeze awakened him from his sweet dream- filled sleep.\u00a0 He became aware of a delightful weight against his chest.\u00a0 His legs were imprisoned by a long limb entwined about his own.\u00a0 As he came slowly, reluctantly, awake, reality settled in.\u00a0 He smiled.\u00a0 She was curled about him as he held her in sleep.<\/p>\n The memory of the previous evening came back to him \u2013 a delightful night it had been.<\/p>\n \u201cWhy not come to the party tonight, Adam?\u00a0 We\u2019ve put in a long week developing these lumber contracts between the Ponderosa and the Silver Queen mine.\u00a0 You deserve a break.\u00a0 Frankly, so do I.\u00a0 You\u2019re a hard negotiator, Cartwright,\u201d Quinn Monroe said as he poured fine Scotch into two glasses, extending one to Adam.<\/p>\n Adam smiled at Monroe.\u00a0 The compliment was well earned.\u00a0 Monroe owned and ran Queen Mines \u2013 lucrative producers that were into bonanza ore levels.\u00a0 The Silver Queen, the newest of the mines, had just recently exposed her treasure.\u00a0 Monroe wanted the honeycomb supports for his newest Queen.\u00a0 No fool, Monroe knew that deep safe mines were more productively worked when they were well supported.\u00a0 Safety had often proved cost effective and Monroe always knew the exact costs involved in his mines.\u00a0 In Adam\u2019s mind, he thought Quinn, too, was an equally hard negotiator.\u00a0 The final contracts were mutually beneficial to both parties.<\/p>\n \u201cSounds good to me.\u00a0 I don\u2019t want to stay late; home is calling and I want to get an early start,\u201d Adam smiled.\u00a0 Although he enjoyed travel and business, the Ponderosa was a siren song that played always in his heart \u2013 home and family.\u00a0 Always his passion.<\/p>\n \u201cYou won\u2019t regret it, Adam, there will be good food, great liquor and, of course, the most beautiful women in San Francisco will be there.\u00a0 I am sure you will find something to amuse you for a few hours,\u201d Quinn smiled finishing his Scotch.\u00a0 \u201cThe party starts about 7:00 pm at the house.\u00a0 I know Emily will be glad to see you one more time before you leave.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd I will look forward to seeing her before I say goodbye.\u00a0 I\u2019ll be there, then, about 7:00.\u201d\u00a0 Adam put down his empty glass, picked up his hat and headed out the door of Quinn\u2019s office. Back to the hotel, he would have plenty of time to pack, take a long, hot bath and get ready for the evening.\u00a0 It should be a good time and he always enjoyed the Monroes\u2019 company.<\/p>\n When he arrived, a warm and inviting evening welcomed him and the guests who were enjoying the Monroes\u2019 beautiful home, their gracious hospitality, and the music supplied by a small orchestra.\u00a0 Many of the city\u2019s most influential businessmen and their wives were in attendance and Adam recognized many friends among the crowd.\u00a0 Sometimes, he entertained the notion of moving to San Francisco and running the business end of the Ponderosa\u2019s enterprises from this lovely city that curved around a beautiful bay.<\/p>\n \u201cAdam!\u201d A lilting voice called his name in greeting.\u00a0 He turned to see Emily Monroe coming toward me, a smile of welcome on her beautiful face.\u00a0 Emily Monroe was a striking woman; a tall brunette with eyes like emeralds.\u00a0 She was an intelligent, well-educated, well-spoken woman with an agile mind and a gentle demeanor that drew people of all sorts to her.\u00a0 She also played a vicious game of chess and never missed an opportunity to engage Adam in a challenging match.\u00a0 Occasionally, he won a game.\u00a0 She, along with Quinn, was a good friend and, as with Quinn, he enjoyed her company.\u00a0 There was no jealousy on Quinn\u2019s part; he knew Emily loved him and only him, and he loved her and the way she charmed everyone she met or came into contact with.\u00a0 Among the many dynamic and glittering women in San Francisco, she was a diamond of the first water.<\/p>\n Quinn followed in his wife\u2019s wake and held out a hand for a strong handshake with Adam.\u00a0 \u201cI told Emily you would be here \u2013 but I refused to allow her to play chess with you.\u00a0 I know you want to get home early and you never have a \u201cquick game\u201d with Emily.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam laughed.\u00a0 \u201cTrue enough.\u00a0 It takes long, hard concentration to get the better of Emily on a chess board.\u201d<\/p>\n Adam heard his name called again as another friend and business acquaintance recognized him and approached with a hearty greeting. Soon another friend joined the growing group.\u00a0 A glass of good wine was pressed into Adam\u2019s hand as equally good conversation flowed with the wine.\u00a0 Time began to pass in a most agreeable way.<\/p>\n Suddenly, Emily stiffened, her eyes flashed green fire.\u00a0 Adam followed her gaze to the doorway.\u00a0 A beautiful blonde woman stood there.\u00a0 She looked like a fragile angel lost among the mere mortals of the earth.\u00a0 A small hiss came from Emily.\u00a0 \u201cWhat is she<\/em> doing here?\u00a0 I didn\u2019t invite her<\/em>.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShe doesn\u2019t need an invitation, it seems.\u00a0 But she certainly is receiving quite a welcome,\u201d Quinn remarked as several seemingly unattached males noticed the beauty.\u00a0 One man, well-known and very wealthy, came to the angel\u2019s side.\u00a0 He put his arm protectively around her, guiding her into the room.\u00a0 Many of the men smiled in welcome while many of the women responded to the angel\u2019s presence in much the same frigid way Emily had done.\u00a0 One of them, Donna Dayton, standing next to Emily, held a frozen smile on her face. It was her husband who had so gallantly shepherded the blonde beauty into the room.\u00a0 Adam now knew who the new arrival was.\u00a0 He had heard of her from many admiring men \u2013 and many unadmiring women.\u00a0 She was trouble wrapped in a fa\u00e7ade of innocence.\u00a0 It was the innocence that was so beguiling to the men who became enchanted with her.<\/p>\n \u201cEmily,\u201d Donna spoke softly through the rictus of her smile, \u201cHeywood has befriended her, he says, and is trying to help her \u2013 whatever that means.\u00a0 I don\u2019t think she needs any kind of help \u2013 especially not from my husband.\u00a0 And especially not here, in public.\u201d<\/p>\n Emily grasped her friend\u2019s hand.\u00a0 \u201cAnd especially not in my home.\u00a0 I\u2019ll put her out of here at once.\u201d<\/p>\n As Emily started toward Heywood Dayton and his companion, both Quinn and Donna stopped her progress.\u00a0 \u201cPlease, Emily, don\u2019t do anything.\u00a0 It would be so embarrassing for all of us.\u00a0 I\u2019ll deal with Heywood when we get home.\u201d<\/p>\n Emily demurred at her friend\u2019s desperate request for discretion.\u00a0 \u201cAlright, Donna, if that is what you wish, but I don\u2019t mind telling you, I hate her and all that she has done to so many friends of mine.\u201d<\/p>\n Donna, Emily and Quinn turned away from the fawning Heywood and resumed their conversation.<\/p>\n Sometime later, the angel fluttered to Adam\u2019s side, gazing up at him with eyes of sapphire.\u00a0 Her smile was devastating; her voice soft and quiet.\u00a0 She was captivating, and Adam was soon captured as he seldom was captured by a woman.\u00a0 It was not love; nothing close to it.\u00a0 She was bewitching and he was bound in her spell.\u00a0 So wrapped up in her attentions, he did not realize everyone had melted away from him, leaving him alone with his winsome companion.\u00a0 Heady champagne replaced wine as they danced in a small sensuous cocoon of their own.<\/p>\n Their bodies swayed in mutual desire as a small corner of the darkened patio became their own special heaven.\u00a0 Her breasts, warm and full, pressed against his chest.\u00a0 He drew her more firmly into his embrace.\u00a0 Sweet kisses soon grew heated with passion and desire.\u00a0 Her body, in all its fine lace and frills, promised delights that could be reveled at his command.\u00a0 His body heated with its own fire, his firmness pressing against the fabric that covered her promises.\u00a0 His hands roamed her freely and she invited his exploration with soft sighs and moans of invitation.<\/p>\n \u201cPerhaps we should continue this interlude in a more circumspect environment,\u201d Adam suggested as he began to guide her toward the door.<\/p>\n \u201cYes, yes.\u00a0 I think you are quite right.\u00a0 I am yours.\u00a0 Command me as you will,\u201d she teased, flirting outrageously and obviously, but not ignorant of his intent and her part in it.\u00a0 Yet, despite the obvious inuendo of their conversation, she seemed fresh and sweet and delicate, as though she did not fully understand the momentum of the moment and where it was leading.<\/p>\n Replete with food, wine and champagne, Adam was in a mellow sexual mood.\u00a0 It had been a while since he had a woman, and this one would certainly fill that empty longing that now seemed to overwhelm him.\u00a0 His manhood ached for the release she seemed to so willingly promise.\u00a0 He would be gone in the morning, never to see her again.\u00a0 It was not often he sought a night\u2019s anonymous pleasures, but this did not seem an ordinary night for she was no ordinary woman.\u00a0 \u201cSweet angel,\u201d he mused, \u201ccome take me on a flight with your magical wings.\u201d<\/p>\n She crooned softly in acquiescence as he handed her into the carriage.\u00a0 He had not said proper goodbyes to the Monroes, but that did not cross his mind as his hands caressed her lush breasts.\u00a0 The small, darkened carriage offered a brief privacy for them to explore grasp, touch, fondle and enjoy each other\u2019s body.\u00a0 Soft moans and sighs from her lips augmented their efforts with a small chorus of building excitement.\u00a0 Adam\u2019s hands wandered beneath skirts and petticoats to find the nest of his desire.<\/p>\n The carriage arrived at the hotel. Momentarily, they halted their simmering passion long enough to discreetly entered the lobby.\u00a0 They briefly detoured to the bar to acquire a bottle of fine champagne to enhance the burning between them.<\/p>\n Not long after the door clicked shut behind them, the uncorked champagne flowed freely as he began the pleasant task of slowly removing layers of filmy, silky finery and lacy lingerie.\u00a0 Taking his time, the task became part of the capture of the wildness within them.\u00a0 Moving with practiced adroitness, she stood before him, her femininity in proud display before him.\u00a0 Adam\u2019s strong nude masculine form was soon upon her, his manhood in splendid display and he prepared her for him.<\/p>\n Laying her upon the satin coverlet of the bed, he easily parted her, his fingers seeking the hot wet essence of her.\u00a0 Her small gasp as he touched her flamed his passion even more as he began a rhythmic stroking of her, urging her to rise to his own passion.\u00a0 She found him and grasped him with a steady firmness that spoke of her familiarity with those who had come before him.\u00a0 Adam did think of the others; he did not particularly think of her, he was consumed only with his need and her ability to slack his hunger for her.\u00a0 This was a passion of the moment \u2013 both knew what they wanted and took it fiercely from the other.<\/p>\n Parting her trembling thighs, he plunged slowly and deeply into her.\u00a0 She welcomed him, wrapping her legs around him to pull him even further into the place of fire that burned within her.\u00a0 He changed the movement of his body as he suckled the dimpled peaks of her breasts, thrusting upward to encourage her in his want of her.\u00a0 His hands slipped underneath her to knead her buttocks and push her up to him that he might fill her even more fully and deeply.<\/p>\n He rolled onto his back; she now straddled him as he held firmly to her buttocks to keep her anchored to him while he bucked hard against her.\u00a0 She leaned forward as he pulled her down to him, his tongue delightfully vicious as he ravaged her mouth, keeping a powerful masculine tempo beating within her.\u00a0 He released one lovely globe of her backside, bringing his skilled fingers to tease her swollen female bud.\u00a0 She thrust upward, her spine rigid, as a primal cry escaped her lips as she rose to her burning release.<\/p>\n She quivered and whimpered as she melted against him, replete in her satisfaction.\u00a0 He did not stop his own relentless passion, quickening his movements even harder and faster, keeping her tight against his firmness as he sought his own satisfaction.\u00a0 He pulled her hard upon him as he let his own passion escape to its fullness.<\/p>\n As he relaxed from his excellent exertions, he let her slowly slip from his body.\u00a0 They were exhausted and wet from their primitive mating.\u00a0 Yet, only moments later, he sought her again, arousing her to even more cataclysmic heights, and following her with his own soaring cravings of desire.\u00a0 Again and again, throughout the night he took what she offered and did so without mercy, excuse or explanation.\u00a0 No love words passed between them. No words passed at all.<\/p>\n At last, they slept \u2013 the deep sleep of those fully spent from their endeavors for physical hunger.<\/p>\n As morning crept into the room, he quickly and quietly dressed, not wanting to disturb her to say any kind of parting.\u00a0 He had parted from her when he released her from his arms.\u00a0 Yet, as he stood at the door, looking back at her, she was beautiful to him.\u00a0 An angel of spent passion, yet an angel once again.<\/p>\n He took a $100 bill from his wallet and placed it on her black panties where they lay on the dresser where they had ended up when he tossed them over his shoulder when he removed them from her.<\/p>\n He appreciated the time they had spent romping with abandon with each other.\u00a0 Still, he knew he would remember only the sex and not the woman.\u00a0 Gently he kissed her one last time, then closed the door behind him, leaving her only this thought: \u201cGoodbye, sweet one, may your memories of me be as joyful as my memories of you.\u00a0 Goodbye, Regan Miller.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Summary:\u00a0 Adam encounters a sweet angel in San Francisco.\u00a0 Written for the R-Rated Anniversary Challenge.<\/p>\n Rated:\u00a0 MA (sexual content)
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