I sighed and got up, walking down the stairs, heading straight for the kitchen. He was an awesome cook. He made us salads and some chicken. God did I love chicken. Especially when he cooked it. The food was amazing! When we got done he told me he would do the dishes and that he would meet me upstairs. I smiled and said ok. He had no idea that I was planning to attack.
But before you get too ahead of me I'm not going to kill him I'm play fighting with him. I put clear tape right at the door so when he walked in he would smack right into it. I was going to surprise attack him. My pain was brilliant by the way. I had to keep the idea of this whole thing out of my head so if he was reading my mind he wouldn't know my plan.
I hear him walking up the steps right, left, right, left. I was nervous my plan won't work out, then again if it didn't I would just tackle him to the ground and run. SMACK! He walked right into it. YES! I ran and tackled him to the ground pushing off of him so I could quickly get up and run for my life. I laughed and said "catch me if you can!"....knowing he would.
Yes I'm childish, there's nothing wrong with that, so if you don't like it then you can just shut up and deal with it. Anyway I was just about to run outside when he came out of nowhere and blocked it. Damn he was fast....but I had a back up plan. I ran upstairs locked myself in the bathroom, knowing that there's a window, climbed out of the window and climbed on top of the roof. And yes I thought of this in just a few seconds. Anyway I'm on the roof and I don't see or hear him. And then I heard him. He's husky demanding voice.
"Come down from there now before you get hurt."
"Ummmmm...I think I'm going to stay up hear."
"Come down now" He said.
"Nope...I'm not moving...and you know how that worked out last time" I said with a smirk on my face.
"Yes and you also know how I got you like I told you I would"
"It seems like we both keep our word... now doesn't it."
"Yes it does" he said.
That was the last word I hear from him for a minute or two. Suddenly I feel strong arms around me knowimg who it is. He jumps off the roof with me. I hold on him for dear life. Damn, why does he have to go and scare the shit out of me like that. We land on the ground safely. He wasted no time and threw me over his shoulder like I was a rag doll.
I thrashed around and told him to let go but he wouldn't. He took me up stairs, threw me on the bed, pinned me down while he opens a drawer right beside him and pulls out a pare of handcuffs. He hand cuffed one of my hands to the bed and held the other. He put a blind fold over my eyes that came out of no where and he stayed quiet. HOLY SHIT! WHAT WAS HE UP TO?
I could feel my heart race as he kissed me down my neck. I heard a moan escape my mouth. He then stopped and took the blind fold off of me. He looked me straight in the eyes and said..."Do you want to tackle me again?" already knowing the answer. I said "maybe...I don't know... It was fun watching you be surprised." He bit my ear playfuly and said it again. This time I said no, laughing.
He smiles and got up and un-did the hand cuffs. I sat up and knowing me being stubbron, I tackled him to the ground AGAIN. But this time I didn't run or nothing intend I kiss him. He accepted it and his hands quickly found my waist as mine found his chest. I pulled away and smiled at him and said.. "Yes... Yes I vary much do want to tackle you again."
He smiles and says "I figured that, you being hard headed and all." I laugh and get up. It was now 5 and I was getting tired. We had a long day...but a fun one. Anyway I walk over to the closet get matching bra and panties and put a long shirt that just stops right below my butt. I walk over to the bed and plop down on it.
I feel the bed sink in and a hand on my back knowing who it is. "Tired babe..."he said. "Yes" I say. I smile and get up and sit in his lap where is was nice and warm. He smiled picking me up and laying in bed with me. By then I knew sleep was taking over.
