John Legend- Tonight
Juun ft Sam Smith- When its Alright
Sam Smith- Like I can
You slipped up your shorts quickly buttoning them up and slipping your fingers through your hair.
You stood up and glanced at yourself in the mirror.
"Nena, are you ready to go?"
You heard your boyfriend ask as he walked into your closet.
You fixed your flannel and turned to see your bum. "Does my butt look okay?"
Sergio's eyes scanned you up and down and he muttered:
"It's a barbecue you know that right?"
"What's wrong with my outfit?"
"Nothing, it's just a little too much skin. Like save some for me."
Your eyes furrowed together; you were wearing a pair of khaki shorts, a white croptop, a flannel, and some brown combat boots.
"Are you serious babe?"
You replied with a scoff as you rolled your eyes.
Sergio took your hand in his before you could walk away from him.
He sat you down next to him on the leather couch.
"Listen Nena, I don't want to sound like a jerk. I just don't like the way other guys look at you.
They look at you like a piece of meat, I can't stand it.
You can't really blame them Amor, you're sexy beyond compare. Anything you wear looks beautiful. It's just that I want you all to myself."
You sighed and stared into his sincere brown eyes.
You couldn't help but give in, Sergio just wanted you to understand how he felt.
He's a jealous guy, and he genuinely just wanted the best for you.
You leaned in and pecked his cheek, he smiled and took your face in his hands.
Sergio leaned in to kiss your forehead.
"Only you Sergio Ramos Garcia."
You muttered, making him chuckle.
"Only me what?"
"You're probably the only man I'd ever let tell me what to do."
"Why?"
"Because I love you."
"I love you too."
You stood up and grabbed a pair of black skinny jeans from a rack.
"Do you love me more than you love pizza?"
He asked, with a smile.
Pressing the back of his head to the wall.
"Believe it or not..."
Your voice drifted off as you slipped off your shoes and shorts.
"Yes?" He added curiously, as he typed something on his phone.
"I do love you more than I love pizza. But if it came down to choosing you or chicken strips. You're done for."
Sergio snorted and gave you a chuckle as you slipped up your dark, tight jeans.
"Chicken strips won't give you orgasms like I do honey."
He replied raising an eyebrow.
You giggled and buttoned your jeans, you made your way over to him and slipped your legs around him, straddling his lap.
His hands moved down to your sides and he stroked your bare stomach.
Your hands slipped onto his neck.
"You're right baby, but chicken strips give me mouth orgasms."
Sergio chuckled and replied slyly:
"I can orgasm in your mouth anytime. Just tell me."
You pulled away laughing:
"Eww you're such a perv."
Sergio chuckled and stood up,
"Get your shoes on Nena. We're going to be late."
"Fashionably late."
You slipped on a pair of sparkly red Toms and glanced at yourself in the mirror. You looked over at Sergio, he was fixing his hair. He looked sexy in a pair of tight khaki jeans and a black sweatshirt. (Picture)
"Is this okay daddy?"
You asked sarcastically, wrapping both arms around his waist.
Sergio lightly growled and leaned in slipping his fingers into your hair.
"Don't call me that Amor. Not right now that I don't have a chance to fuck you."
He said in the most compelling tone of voice. You bit your lip and slipped your fingers into his hair and replied quietly:
"I'm thinking the barbecue can go on without us."
Your lips pressed to his neck roughly.
"Yeah?" He asked hopefully, a little breathless.
"Hmmm. Nevermind baby, it'll be a waste of an outfit and we both look so good."
He frowned and gave you a groan as you slipping your fingers through his leading him downstairs.
"You're a such a tease Nena I swear!"
