Walking up the steps, Natalie unlocks her door and looks up at me. I can see all of her emotions swirling in her eyes, and I feel incredibly lucky that she’s allowing me to see her vulnerability.
“The choice is yours, babe. I will happily come in and ravish you until morning, or I can give you the best goodnight kiss you’ve ever had and go home to think about you all night.” I grin at her so she knows I’m teasing while giving her the time to make her decision.
“Can I still have the best goodnight kiss if you come inside?”
“Abso-fucking-lutely,” I say, grabbing her face and moving in to finally kiss the hell out of her. As soon as our lips meet, a groan rumbles through my chest. Her mouth is soft and pliant under my unrelenting and dominating lips. I can’t get enough of her.
I fumble around to open the door, keeping her lips fused to mine, and lift her into my arms to carry her inside. My fingers dig into her ass as I kick the door closed, spinning around to press her up against it. Her hands dig into my scalp, fisting my hair. A growl rumbles through me as she tugs on the strands.
Our tongues duel for dominance, and I slap her on the ass to remind her who’s in charge here.
“What was that for?” she squeaks.
“You’re trying to get control, and it’s not gonna fly with me.” I kiss her again and push my cock into the V of her legs, making the hemline of her dress push up to her hips. “Where’s your bedroom?”
“Up the stairs, last door on the left,” she pants.
I carry her from the door, up the small staircase, and down the hall, working my mouth along her neck. She smells fucking fantastic.
Inside, her bedroom is dark, making visibility limited. I let Natalie slowly slide down my body, every curve and bend sliding through my hands, making my blood pound. I’ve always been able to stay in control with women. They’ve never affected me to the point where I’d lose my head, but Natalie... She’s made me forget what control even looks like.
We’re both breathing heavily as we hold on to each other. My eyes have adjusted to the darkness, her silhouette coming into focus. She’s so goddamn beautiful.
“Go turn the lamp on. I want to see all of you.” It sounds more like a demand than a request, but I can’t help it. She’s taken over every brain cell I have.
Thankfully, she doesn’t seem offended and goes to turn on the lamp. When the bulb brightens, I take a quick look around her room. It looks exactly how I would picture it. Sophisticated and perfect, just like she is, with white furniture and gold decorations.
I beckon her to me, her hips swaying as she walks like a siren’s call, begging me to take her.
I plan on answering the call and ensuring she stays mine forever.