You + Me and Whatever in Between

4

I smirked at his response and walked up the stairs abiding by his directions. Entering his room my breath was taken away from me. It was so simple yet elegant. Nothing I would expect for a man. The walls were created to reflect wood and his bed set was white along with the furniture. For some reason it tied everything together. I walked around and looked at the picture hanging above a shelf. It was a family portrait I'm assuming of everyone except his father. I kept looking at it but it always came up to a total of 5 children and 1 older woman.

"Sneak much." His voice made me jump and I snapped my head around. I noticed that his attire was different. No longer was he in jeans and a blue shirt. It was replaced with a white t-shirt and sweatpants. "Like what you see?" The famous smirk I've come into contact with appeared.

"Not really." Was all I replied too and I quickly turned around to avoid laughing.

"Well since that's the case I think I'll take the bed for myself and watch TV."

I stared at him confused. He talked about a TV as if there was one in his bedroom. But before I could bring up the absence a rectangular shape of the wall began to flip and the section of the wall was replaced with a flat screen. My mouth opened at the sight. Graham never mentioned his background but I can only assume it has wealth and lots of it.

I took a seat on the couch towards the corner of his room and he watched me as I walked. I mentally thanked Fran for the casual work attire because these jeans did my lower half so much justice. Sitting on my legs he began to click the Netflix icon. "Netflix and Chill?" I laughed. "So original."

"Well, my dear Vida. It's not really Netflix and chill if you're a half a mile away from me."

"Correction darling. 6 feet. If that."

His eyes appeared to look like if they got dark and he slid off the bed and walked to my sitting area. Getting slightly in my face he began to whisper in my ear. "Call me darling again."

I felt myself become moist and my breathing picked up. My mouth was dry and I couldn't fix my lips to do anything but moan. Building some courage I muttered the word darling. All of a sudden I was scooped into the air begging held by my thighs and dropped unto the bed. He kissed up to my ear and down to my neck no doubt leaving hickeys during his journey. My legs were wrapped around his waist and I felt his member starting to poke my inner thigh. "Fuck" came out of both of our mouths. It's been so long since I've been in this situation. Arousal filled the room and I took the chance to kiss him. We battled for dominance which I soon won.

I flipped us over so that he was on his back and I sat on his waist. "I must say Vida. Didn't take you to be a top." His words were almost coming out in pants from his lack of breath.

Bravery and hormones took over my body and I told him. "I'm whatever you want me to be tonight." The comment was enough for him to start undressing me. My shirt was being unbuttoned while I started grinding against his hips. He met me each thrust and we moved at such a rhythm I could've came right there. By the time I could comprehend I was in nothing but my underwear and he was left in nothing but his boxers.

"Mi dios, you're beautiful." His eyes scanned my body up and down and I thank myself for wearing a matching set.

I walked to him and placed my hand on his member stroking him through the material. Whispering in his ear, "I didn't know you spoke Spanish."

He pushed on the bed climbing between my legs. "Oh babygirl. There's a lot you don't know."

That night was the best night of my absolute life