Code Of The Nerd

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Today is my first date after Valfrid!  

I finally accepted the fact that we were over and decided it would be fun to try and go out with Marcus!  He asked me if I would like to go out with him this Friday, which is today!  Jazz has been helping me get ready for the day.

I love my dress.  It flowed nicely near my knees and showed off my tan skin.  My blonde hair shined, because of the dark blue.  I loved how I felt.  I went bare face and opened my dorm room to see Marcus wearing a button down white shirt, black suit pants, and nice shoes.  His muscles were able to be seen.  His hair was still messy and his black glasses were running down his nose.  Glasses problems!

I leaned forward and pushed them up, "You look handsome."

"I don't have enough words to describe how you look," he held out his hand and I gladly took it.  He walked me to his car and opened my door.  I love how he's so sweet!  He drove us to this expensive restaurant.  I felt my mouth drop.

Getting out, he held my door open and walked me up.  The building had chandeliers hanging from the roof and glass windows covering the walls.  The walls are painted this nice reddish brown that went with the golden glow that came from the lights.  People were dressed business casual and were seated at tables with a white table cloth with wine glasses.  I was impressed, but I also felt guilty.  I mean, he is really spoiling me.

He went up to the front and his deep voice rung out, "Villosa."

The woman typed into her little device and sent him a smile, "Hello Mr. Villosa, follow me please."  I bit my lip, I knew that name.

She guided us down hallways and soon came to a room that was a blood red.  Gold outlined the the walls and shapes were made, covering the walls.  The room was a little darker than the rest of the building, but it was beautiful!  The room held the wonderful scent of food and old art covered the walls.  Marcus held out my seat, then pushed me in once I was seated.  I took the thick fabric napkin and laid it on my lap.  I was baffled by the room.

His chuckle echoed off the walls, "You look like you've never seen such a designed house."  

I stared at him with my mouth hanging open, "How can anyone afford this?  I mean, I would have to sell everything I owned and it still wouldn't be enough!"

He bursts up in laughter.  I was astonished that he could afford this!  I mean, how?  He soon came back and sent me this sexy smile, "Have you heard of the Villosa Industry?"

I was confused.  He laughed at my confused state, "It's a company that makes schools and restaurants, sometimes hotels.  My father made the company.  I will be taking over it in a couple of years.  This restaurant, " he gestured to the wonderful walls, "is one of my family's many places."

I was silent.  I didn't know he was banking!  I mean, I wouldn't date him for his money, but damn!  He is a multi-billionaire!  I couldn't believe me ears and eyes!  He couldn't stop smirking at me.  I finally formed words in my head, "So what you're telling me is that you are rich, smart, good looking, kind, and good with children!"

He grinned, "Well I was telling the rich part, but I like what I heard."  I turned best red and let him see me.  The waitress came, setting menus down.  Usually waitress would eye the guy at the table, making the girl he is with jealous.  What was weird was she was eyeing me!

Marcus cleared his threat and she scurried along.  Marcus sent me his signature look, "Sorry Maddy is lesbian."

"It's no problem," I opened the menu and saw a variety of foods.  They had these complex names and were crazy expensive!  I gulped down air.  If I was to buy this, I could only pay for water!

Marcus set his menu down and took a sip of his water.  He was swift and calm with his movements.  This explains his calm and serious behavior!  He is the heir of his family's business! I would be just like him if I had that responsibility.  

I decided on a small plate of chicken that had asparagus on the side.  The asparagus had butter and garlic sauce.  The chicken was described as roasted and a bit crispy.  My mouth was already tingling!

Marcus caught my attention as he just watched me, "What?"

"You're so funny and inquisitive.  You hold this childish aura, but you also can get serious when  necessary.  You're so interesting to me," he spoke slow and as if he was wondering what to say next.  He reached out and pushed a strand of hair to the side of my face.  

"Well you're very mysterious and interesting yourself Marcus," I moved from his touch, making his eyes narrow.  I had to bit my lip to hold back a giggle, "You'll just have to play the game to get the rhythm."

"I'm so looking forward to play the game Miss Lynn," he soon leaned forward, his hot breath tickling my ear, "the question is if you are."  I felt my body tense.  He nipped at my earlobe.  Soon I pulled away and made him stand there, eyeing me.

A smirk playing its way onto my lips, I felt the words slide off my tongue, "Game on."  He shoved the table to the side and picked me up.  He soon pushed me onto a wall, holding my hands, so I couldn't touch him or get away.  He left little kisses on my shoulder.

He then ran his free down my right side, leaving a trail of tingles.  His actions were rough, but gentle as well.  Even if he did dominate me and held me with restraints, he made sure to make me feel comfortable.  Not holding my wrists too tight.  Never forcing me to deal with his touch.  I knew if I didn't like it, all I had to say was stop and he would.

He nibbled on my skin, leaving marks.  He let go of my hands and I flung them into his hair.  He groaned against my skin.  I loved the feeling I got.  He soon lifted me up once more.  He walked me to one of couches in the room.  He laid me there and traced my body.  He pulled me to him and I could feel his harding member.  I gasped at the feeling, to only let a moan escape my lips as his hands cupped my inner thigh and his teeth tugging at the sensitive part of my neck.  It sent delicious tingles through my body.

"God you sound amazing," he sucked harder.  I wanted to have him, but I kept myself down, knowing we're in a public place.  

After settling our selves, we took our seats and had dinner.  Marcus and I would sneak glances every once a while.  I would just blush and return to eating.  After he paid the bill, making me feel angry that he wouldn't let me at least take care of the check, he dropped me off at my dorm.

"Thank you for dinner," I shuffled my feet.

"It was my pleasure," I couldn't bring myself to look at him.  He made me want to melt.  He made me remember things I kept locked up.  

He ran a finger under my chin and lifted it for me to see him.  He gazed in my blue eyes and me at his.  He then wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me to him.  He then gave me a kiss that made my lips tingle, but not making my knees weak.  I ran my fingers through his hair and moaned into our kiss.  

He pressed me against the door and slipped his tongue into my mouth.  I was burning with desire.  I let him ravish my mouth and a little bit of my body, to tell him something that would change me forever, "Take me."