“Yes, I’m open for a date as long as it’s memorable.”

“You’re going to make this hard for me, aren’t you?” he said.

“You’re already hard,” I said, feeling his thickness knocking against my stomach.

He laughed, looking down at his crotch. “It’s impossible not to be,” he said, running a finger up my stomach, which made me shiver with need.

“Need help with that?” I whispered, kissing his neck.

He draped my leg over his waist and pumped into me slowly and deeply. I bit into the skin of his neck, stifling a moan. His hands roamed up my stomach, and then his fingers traced my nipple, and it left me shuddering. I kissed my way up his chin and met his beautiful lips in a soft kiss. I pressed against him as his fingers traced the scar on my back.

He didn’t need to win every piece of me with a date. He already owned every piece of me.

***

I woke up to an empty bed. It was bright outside from the sunlight streaming into the room. I brushed my hair back and sat up. I checked my phone, and it was past seven in the morning. Tristan and I had stayed up till four a.m., talking, laughing, and fucking.

I heard the sound of the shower running, and I felt a sudden warmness in my chest. I came down from the messy bed. Clothes had been tossed around the floor with some pillows and the duvet. I groaned at the soreness between my legs and tried to walk straight. I grabbed my panties from the floor and slipped them on before walking into the bathroom. I saw his figure under the shower. I watched his strong arms flex as he washed his hair. He hadn’t noticed me yet.

I rushed to the toilet, desperate to relieve myself. Tristan had seen me do worse, so I went ahead and sat down to pee. His head whipped my way when he heard me, and I waved at him. He rubbed the steamy glass and stared at me. I realized I was still naked.

I waited for him to look away before I cleaned up and flushed. I walked to the sink and washed my hands. My eyes widened at the marks on my body from Tristan’s teeth and fingers. I heard the shower door open. I watched him from the mirror as he stepped out and grabbed a towel to tie around his waist.

I looked away and tried to tame my messy hair as I ran my fingers through it. Tristan filled the space between us and wrapped his arms around me.

“Hey,” he whispered, kissing my neck.

“I stink,” I said as he peppered my cheek with kisses.

“Hmm,” he hummed and licked my cheek, literally running his tongue over my skin.

“Gross.” I laughed, turning around.

He smiled and leaned closer, placing both hands on either side of the counter, trapping me with his big and tall form.

“You will need to put me on a leash if you plan on walking around the room, naked,” he said, looking down at my breasts and slowly sliding down to the apex of my thighs.

His finger drew a line down between my breasts and stomach and played teasingly with the waistband of my panties. My body reacted almost immediately, my nipples growing hard. I expected him to slip his hand into my panties, but he only patted my ass and pulled his hand away. I was insatiable.

“Noted.” I smiled. “You smell like me.” I laughed, smelling the cherry-scented body wash and my shampoo on him.

“Smells like a fruit bowl,” he said, and I rolled my eyes. “I have something to do at the office, or I would’ve stayed in bed with you.”

“It’s fine,” I said, placing my hand on his chest.

“We’re still on for the date? I just wanna be sure you were not high on the orgasm when you agreed to the date.”

“Yes.” I laughed, hitting him playfully.

He leaned down to kiss me, but I turned my face away.

“Morning breath,” I said quickly.

He kissed my cheek and pulled away. I followed him to the bedroom. I picked up his T-shirt at the foot of the bed and put it on. I walked with him to the door. He opened the door and faced me.

“I’m going to check on the twins,” I said.

He moved closer, circling his arm around my waist. He leaned down and pressed his lips to mine, just a peck on the lips.