Roughing

“I hope you don’t mind that I bought you some new clothes to wear, seeing as we’re not going home after this.”

I lift my wine glass to my mouth and chug down a big sip, trying to prepare myself for what comes next. “Where are we going?”

He hugs me tight and kisses my hair. “It’s a surprise, one I know you will love.”

“I can’t wait to see what you planned.”

Bash dips down to kiss my lips, his hand slipping between my legs in the process. I want to pull away from him because I’m afraid the waitress will come back, but I also don’t give a shit. I wish we could skip dinner and go right to the sex. Bash makes it hard for me not to straddle him in the restaurant. Just thinking of his giant cock excites me. As I massage him over his pants, my panties get so fucking wet I want him to drag him into the bathroom or force his head under the table to take care of the situation he has created.

With his hand beneath my dress, I consider pushing further when the waitress comes back with our salads, interrupting our almost under the table action.

“Hungry?” Bash asks, digging into the salad with his fork.

I nod, maintaining eye contact with him as I lift my fork from the table. “Starved.”

“There’s something else I would rather eat,” he mutters under his breath, “but you're shy.”

I shake my head, issuing a silent warning with the waitress still at our table, refilling our water glasses with a pitcher.

He smiles and shoves the lettuce in his mouth, grinning like an idiot as he chews his food, giving me the lust glaze that fills his eyes every time we are together.

We eat in silence with me trying not to think about what I want Bash to do to me, and him staring at my breasts while he eats his food. Even though I’m not allowing him to make me his meal, he sure as hell can have me for dessert.

Chapter 13

Bash

To say Tori is impressed with my choice in the hotel would be an understatement. But she had also expected me to pick something as fancy as the Ritz Carlton. I’m so accustomed to staying in nice hotels that I often forget that most people consider this a luxury. That much I had forgotten until Tori steps inside the suite, her eyes jumping off her face and her mouth

opens wide in shock.

“This is…incredible,” she mutters. “Just like last time.”

“It’s the same room,” I confess, offering her a little bit of information from the past.

“No shit.” She glances around the room in awe of her surroundings.

When I had sex with Tori for the first time, I wanted to make losing her virginity special. So, I had planned out this elaborate date with dinner and her favorite musical, followed by a very long night of breaking her in and making her mine.

I step behind Tori and wrap my arms around her stomach, leaning my chin on her shoulder as I whisper into her ear, “You’re beautiful, and I’m so glad you’re here with me. I’ve been waiting a long time for this.”

She cocks an eyebrow at me. “To have sex with me? How romantic, Bash.”

“Yes and no. Being here with you is far more important to me than the sex.”

“So you’d be okay with us lying in bed and watching movies all night instead?”

“I’ll do whatever makes you happy. This is your special night, Queenie. You call the shots.” I take her ear in my mouth, tugging on it with my teeth.

She makes a purring sound and leans her head back against my shoulder. Enjoying the kisses I plant on her neck, she stirs in my arms, speaking my name under her breath.

Not even realizing the words coming out of my mouth, I mumble, “I love you, Tori, so fucking much.”

That’s all it takes before she slips from my grasp and spins around, attaching her body to mine. I lift her up, underestimating my strength when her back hits the wall with a thud. She throws her arms around my neck and kisses my skin, as she hooks her leg around my back. Taking her face in my hand, I slip my tongue into her mouth and use my other hand to hold her against the wall.

Each kiss goes straight to my balls, making it harder for me to take things slow. But I can’t rush things. With how long it has been since Tori’s last time, it’s as if I am taking her virginity all over again. I’d be lying to myself if I didn’t admit that the idea of being the only man inside her excites me. She is mine.

Tori takes my bottom lip in her mouth and tugs on it, her breath warming my mouth as she purrs my name. She reaches between us and pulls down the zipper of my pants; her dress already hiked up to her waist. I am so hard my dick pokes through the slit in my boxers and grazes her leg.