no idea I’m standing there, laser pointed at his back.
“Sorry to have to do this to you, baby,” I call out before shooting him in the back. “Haha! Gotcha!” I yell jumping up and down in excitement.
“Wow, really? You’re just going to rub it in, huh?”
“Yes,” I squeal as he wraps an arm around my waist and pulls me into his ridiculously defined upper body. He goes in for a kiss, which I graciously accept, again making me wish we’d have stayed in bed.
“Good job,” he whispers in my ear.
We spend the next few hours here playing games, riding bumper cars, and eating junk food. Nathan was right when he said we would make a memory. We did—and it was a good one. Even though it wasn’t my idea of the best way to spend my day, I can’t deny that I had a good time. I laughed a lot, played a lot, enjoyed the company I was keeping, and perhaps a piece of my soul may have gotten just a little bit lighter today.
After walking around the city for a while longer and having a quiet dinner at a little hole in the wall Italian restaurant, Nathan and I finally make it back to my place.
“I had a good time today.”
“I’m glad, baby. I did, too,” he says with a grin. “I should get going.”
“Do you have to go?”
“I don’t want to outstay my welcome.”
“You’re not. You should stay; I want you to.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah,” I confirm.
“All right, then. Let’s go to bed.”
I shake my head. “I’m not tired.”
His eyes heat, freezing me in my spot. One look from him and I’m a puddle of mush. He takes two strides in my direction, bends down, and I’m up and over his shoulder. “I said it’s bedtime, young lady,” he says, smacking my ass and causing me to squeal in shock. I start kicking my feet and yelling for him to put me down, but that only garners me another smack. Once in my room, he tosses me on the bed where I land with a bounce. I lift up onto my elbows and watch as he toes off his shoes and pulls his shirt off, followed by his pants and underwear. I stare at him in all his glory and I’d be crazy if I didn’t tell you that I am instantly drenched.
“Are you on the pill?”
“Yes.”
“Are you clean?”
“Yes.”
“Good,” he says, tugging my jeans off along with my panties and sandals. “I am, too.”
He climbs onto the bed and grabs the hem of my shirt to help me get it off. With only one hand, he reaches around and undoes my bra, ripping it from my body.
“I want to fuck you raw tonight. Would you like that, too?”
My heartbeat speeds right up, so fast that I’m afraid I may have a coronary any minute now.
“Answer me,” he commands, tipping my chin up with his hand.
“Yes.”
He spreads my legs and runs a finger through my folds. “I see you’re ready for me, baby,” he says coating his finger with my juices and licking it off. “Because I really need to take you hard right now.”
By the time I’ve registered what he’s said, he’s flipped me over onto my hands and knees, and in one motion, he’s inside of me, shoving into me mercilessly. And, fuck me, if it doesn’t feel phenomenal.
“Oh, fuck, you feel good,” he groans, using his hands to pull my hips back into him. “That’s it, baby, just like that. Do you like that?”
“Yes.” I whimper my response, unable to give him more because all I can do is feel what he’s doing to me. I’m shocked when I feel the sting of his hand on my ass again and surprised at how good it feels. As the sensations become more and more intense, my head instinctively falls. I bury my face in the mattress, crying out, “Oh God,” and other incoherent words, but Nathan has other ideas in mind. He smacks me again, eliciting another pleasured cry from me, wraps his hand around my ponytail, and pulls until I’m up on all fours again, taking what he wants to give me. I feel an intensity unlike anything ever before. I’m barely able to stay up in this position; I need to grab onto something, hold on for dear life and brace through the orgasm that’s surely about to destroy me.
With his arms wrapped around me now, he pulls me up so I’m on my knees, my back to