Page 16 of Unchained

“What I want is to take you out on a date and buy you dinner.”

I fucking hate the fact that I can’t take her to the finest restaurant in town and show her off to the world. The feeling of inadequacy tanks my stomach. I don’t deserve this girl’s time and attention, let alone to touch her. It kills me that I’m never going to have the privilege of knowing what it’s like to wake up every day with her snuggled in my arms. Or get to go to bed every night, having made love to her for hours, talking and laughing our way to sleep.

All that I’m ever going to have is this memory. The memory of having found the perfect girl. The memory of the one who became my island of calm in a fucking hurricane. All I’m going to have is the mark left on my soul from the girl who somehow managed to save me.

“And if you could take me out, what would this date entail?”

She snuggles in closer, and I lean in, stealing a kiss before I describe exactly what the perfect date with her would look like.

“First, I’d show up at your front door with roses in hand. Dressed in a suit instead of these sweatpants.”

“That’s too bad. I kind of like the breaking-and-entering thing.” She smirks, and I shake my head on a chuckle. I do too. Though, I’m not a fan of how easy it was for me to get in here. She should have a security system, especially since her pretty ass lives alone.

“Yeah, well we’re going to have to talk about you getting an alarm installed.” I point her with a look the moment I see her head start to shake. “Anyway, getting back to our date. You’d answer the door and hit me with a smile.”

It’s one of my favorite features. The way her lips tip up. The light that shines in her eyes. It hits me smack in the chest every time I see it.

“One look at you and I’d be forcing my way inside your apartment, stealing a kiss from your lips. Then I’d steal a kiss from between your legs to get me through the night.”

Her soft intake of air has my cock responding in kind. She loves being licked, and if I had the privilege, I’d spend my days tucked between her legs, lapping at her cunt until she begs for a reprieve.

“You’d be a good girl and come so hard for me.” I shift her in my arms and tease my fingers over her skin. “Then I’d take you to your favorite restaurant and feed you your dinner, wanting to learn every detail about your life and your dreams.”

I’d want to know how many kids she wants to have. Where she wants to get married. What kind of house she imagines raising a family in, and where she’d want that house to be.

Fuck, I’m screwed.

“Afterwards, I’d take you on a stroll through town, feeling privileged that I get to hold your hand in public.” I’d feel like the king of the world having the most beautiful girl on my arm, getting to call her mine. “When the need grew too intense, I’d find a secluded place and get my fingers between your legs, needing to feel how wet and tight your little pussy is.”

I run my fingers between her thighs, wanting to feel how wet she is right now. She lets out a little moan as I rub over her clit, massaging her as I continue to let my fantasy unfold.

“I’d have you riding out your orgasm on my fingers and watch your face as you unraveled for me. As soon as you were done giving me what I needed, I’d take you to a quiet bar and tuck you into the corner so we could talk for hours and hours, shutting the place down. Then I’d bring you back home, kiss you goodnight at the door, and beg you for another date.”

Her eyes snap open as I finish, looking heavy with lust from the way I’m rubbing her body.

“You wouldn’t come in and stay the night?”

And here I was trying to be a gentleman.

“I’d try to leave,” I say, rubbing up and down between her swollen, slick lips. “I’d get in my car, proud of myself for behaving on our first date.”

Her brow cocks up and she hits me with a look.

“We haven’t even had a date and you fucked me.”

I lean forward and tug her smart-ass little lip between my teeth, shoving my fingers up inside her tight heat and proving that I plan on fucking her again before I leave.

“Damn straight, I did. And this was our first date. Now, let me finish.” I pump my fingers inside, sliding in and out slowly as I continue. “Eventually, my willpower would snap and I’d be back at your door. Only, you wouldn’t answer.”

I smirk as my mind shifts gears, conjuring up some new details in my fantasy.

“Lucky me, I find that your door is unlocked, so I let myself in.” Although, I better not find her door left unlocked; I’d be storming in and spanking her ass if that was the case.

“I’d hear a soft little moan coming from your bedroom, so I’d sneak my way in.”

“I’d never leave my door unlocked,” she groans as I pinch her clit.

“Yeah, well, you were so flustered by your needy state, it slipped your mind.” I smirk as she rolls her eyes at me. Her pussy is getting wetter. The sounds it’s making has me working her faster.