Page 60 of Passing the Red Line
“Me and only me, nobody else. No sharing. No cheating. You want a side piece, you walk away.”
“It's only been you since the day you broke into my house.” I haven’t spoken truer words.
That gets me an eye roll. “For the thousandth time, I didn’t break in. The door was wide open. Are you ready for the final condition?”
I give her a curt nod. “Give it to me.”
“No matter how much I get on your nerves, you will not throw me in the ocean. Ever.”
Now it’s my time to narrow my eyes at her. “I will agree to every other condition but the last one.”
We have a stare down for what feels like forever, but I come out the winner when she cant hold her eyes from blinking anymore.
“Fine,” she finally concedes. “At least do it while we’re at a warm beach or something. Not the Pacific.”
“All see what I can do,” I say, throwing her a wink. “So is that it? Did we officially move to the next step in our relationship and agree that you are moving in with me?”
“We did and to celebrate gaining a girlfriend, we’re going to ride a some rides, you’re going to win me a few prize and buy me corndog and after the fact you will take me back to your house and get on your knees so you can show me how good of a boyfriend you are.”
I like how this woman thinks. “Deal and after I get on my knees and make you come so hard you forget your own name, you’ll get on yours and swallow my cock like the perfect girlfriend that you are.” I press my body to hers so that she can feel just how hard for her I already am.
“Deal.”
…
We lasted until two in the afternoon. The second that the time on our phones hit two, we were racing away from the boardwalk and the rides and straight to the car to get home and get naked.
The whole day was filled with laughs and creating fun memories but also filled with suggestive comments, over the top flirting, sensual glances and a very inappropriate way to eat a corn dog. Everything started becoming too fucking much around three hours ago. I even tried to sneak in a quick orgasm for Eliana in the haunted house but she wouldn’t me. Something about cameras. As if I wouldn’t be able to buy the security footage, but whatever.
We spent the last hour on the beach taking pictures. Well, Eliana taking pictures and me posing my body in whatever way she told me. At some point, because I wanted a picture with her, I grabbed her camera and set it up on a lifeguard shake and took a handful of pictures of the two of us.
After that my balls couldn’t take it anymore, so I suggested we get out of there. Thank fuck she agreed.
As soon as we got to the car though, she forbade me from touching her and told me to wait until we got to the house. Which only made me want to get to the house faster.
Which is why I’m currently speeding up my street and making my way up my driveway a lot faster than five miles an hour.
“I swear, you have issues with speed,” Eliana grumbles from the passenger seat as soon as I come to a stop and turn off the car.
“No issues, baby. It’s just pure adrenaline running through my veins, both on the ice and off.” I quickly get out of the car and go to open her door.
“That makes no sense whatsoever,” she throws out, getting out of the car.
“It does in my head. Are you going to walk into the house so I can eat your pussy or am I going to have to drag you in?”
A pretty blush creeps up her face. “What does dragging me entail? My hand or hair? Or is it you throwing me over your shoulder like a starved man,”
“The latter. You want your hair pulled, I'll do that inside,” I growl out as I close the distance between us, already imagining the feel of her silky locks in my fist as I pound into her from behind.
“Then I’ll take the getting thrown over the shoulder, please.”
“Thank fuck.”
I don’t waste any time, bending down and throwing my woman over my shoulder. My hands instantly grip onto her thighs and I hold her tightly as we walk toward the front food.
No time is wasted punching in the door code, a new one thanks to my idiot brother, and heading inside, straight to the bedroom.
The second I step over the threshold to the room, I feel my shirt lift up and a mouth meeting the skin right on top of my ass.
