I walked into The Alehouse Grille and expected to see McKinley waiting for me, angry and impatient, because I was twenty minutes late for our date. Even with my GPS, I still didn’t know my way around town and kept going the wrong way or making lefts when I was supposed to be making rights. My sense of direction wasn’t the best to begin with and given I haven’t learned where I am going yet, I knew I should have left my house earlier. Instead, I stumbled into the restaurant later, afraid McKinley had gotten angry and left. When I saw she was nowhere to be found, I went up to the host’s podium.

“Hello,” I said, trying to summon my confidence. “Is there a young lady here named McKinley? Waiting for Knight?” The host pointed to the bar, but I didn’t see her. “I’m sorry, where?” He pointed again to the center of the bar and suddenly, I noticed a beautiful woman in a sparkling silver dress, her long hair flowing down her back and accenting her gorgeous curves. She was sipping a glass of wine and didn’t seem to notice I was here. I took a deep breath and walked over to her, not wanting to startle her but not wanting to disturb her either. She looked so content, I almost hated to bother her. But all I wanted to do was kiss her again. So, I cleared my throat and softly ran my fingers down her arm, relishing the feel of her as she shivered at my touch.

“Hey, McKinley,” I said as she turned on her stool. When we locked eyes, I swear, my heart stopped.

“Knight,” she answered with a smile.

“I’m sorry I’m late. I’m still learning my way around.”

She raised an eyebrow at me. “You just moved here?”

“I guess there is a lot we don’t know about each other,” I said with a laugh. “Would you like to go to our table, or do you want to have another drink here?”

McKinley glanced nervously down the bar and then quickly looked back at me. “No, we should go to the table. Now, if possible.” I wasn’t sure why she was in such a rush, but I wasn’t about to argue with her. All I could think about was how beautiful she looked, and how all I wanted to do was make her happy.

The host came and took us to a table by the window, bathed in candlelight, with a perfect view of the lights twinkling in the park across the street. We ordered a bottle of wine and appetizers, then asked the waiter to return later for our meal choices, mostly because I wanted to talk to McKinley for a few minutes. Instead, I watched her as she scanned the menu with her eyes wide and concerned.

“Jeez… this is going to cost more than my rent,” she said in a whisper. I burst out laughing.

“Don’t worry about it.”

She shook her head. “I didn’t realize… I mean, I wouldn’t have suggested it if I had known it was this expensive.”

“Seriously, McKinley. It’s fine. Get whatever you want. I’m just happy to spend time with you. And I’m really glad you suggested this. I think getting to know each other first was the right decision.”

McKinley smiled at me and the entire restaurant seemed to light up. “I have my moments. So, Knight… what do you do for a living?”

Wow, we really don’t know anything about each other. “I’m a professor at Las Positas. Brand new exactly. I’m teaching my first classes when the fall term starts.”

McKinley’s eyebrows raised. “Really? What department?”

“Oh, I’m in the…”

Suddenly, the sound of crashing glass, followed by giggling, from the bar drew both our attention. A group of young ladies, young ladies who looked incredibly familiar, were frantically trying to clean up a spilled pitched of sangria that had poured all over the bar in front of them. McKinley dropped her head into her hands with a groan.

“Damnit,” she muttered under her breath. “I’m sorry, can you excuse me for a minute? I need to go to the bathroom.”

I nodded my head, confused, but obliged, and stood up as she left the table. A round of cheers echoed from the women at the bar as McKinley disappeared into the lady’s room, drawing strange looks from the other patrons in the restaurant. By the time McKinley came back, the girls at the bar were gone and she looked relieved.

“Do I want to know what that was about?” I asked with a smile.

She just laughed. “I’ll tell you when you’re older.”

As we ate the appetizers, we talked about where we were from, our families, how we had ended up at Las Positas, but it seemed that once McKinley found out I was a professor, she began avoiding certain subjects. And frankly, I was having too much fun to push her. I didn’t want the evening to end before it had even started. So, after an amazing meal and conversation that was wonderful, if surface level, we wandered out of The Alehouse Grille and on to the crowded downtown sidewalk. For a moment, both of us were unsure what to say next.

Luckily, she spoke first.

“Do you want to go for a walk in the park? It’s usually pretty empty at night.”

I chuckled as I peeked over into the lovely tree-lined enclosure. “I’m from New York, you know. We don’t go into parks after dark unless we have a death wish.

“It’s not that kind of park,” McKinley said with a laugh. I nodded and reached down, taking her small hand in mine. I saw her cheeks flush pink which made me go warm as well; as we crossed the street into the park, I had to suppress the urge to just grab her and pull her into her my arms right there. But it seemed she had the same idea I did, because we hadn’t made it more than a few steps in before she lead me into a secluded grouping of trees with a sly smile on her face.

“What are we doing, McKinley?” I asked with a grin. She didn’t say anything; she just pushed me up against a maintenance shed and pinned me there, her arms brushing against my sides.

“Now that we know each other a little better…”

I spun her around so she was against the shed and kissed her with all the passion I had felt for her since the moment I saw her in Frankie’s. McKinley slid her leg up and against mine and I dropped my hand down to hold her up, bracing her for what I knew was coming next. I felt my cock twitch and swell with excitement as it pressed against her. She reached down and undid my pants, letting them drop to the floor so she could touch me. The feel of her small hand on my manhood was like electricity and I knew there was no way we were going to be able to draw this out for long.

I reached my hands up under her sparkling dress and slid down her black thong, shivering as her tongue thrust in and out of my mouth. I couldn’t wait another second; I thrust myself into her and she felt like fucking heaven. McKinley lifted her head and her face settled into an expression of surprised pleasure. Her forehead was speckled with beads of sweat, delicately twinkling under the dim streetlamp above us. She dug her nails into my back, which made me draw in a sharp, silent breath of surprise. It was an excruciating reminder of the very faint threshold between pain and pleasure; it actually made me think of the claws of a lioness as she played with her prey. The comparison was reinforced by McKinley’s low groans, which were almost as visceral as an animal’s. It was an unusual combination of refined beauty and primitive temperament.

I could feel her walls clenching my cock tighter as she threw her head back in ecstasy. Her carefully tended curls scattered, turning into a messy, glowing mane. I took hold of the back of her head, inhaled shakily and plunged deeper, but not too much because I didn’t know what she could handle and didn’t want to hurt her. She let out an agonized but pleasurable moan and I knew I had reached my limit.

We stayed like that, exploring each other, for another ten minutes, and I felt myself approaching the edge. I held her close and watched her beautiful face as she got there first. My heart was beating a thousand times a second as McKinley came in the moonlight. I think it may have been the most gorgeous thing I’d ever seen. I followed behind her, coming faster and with more ferocity than I think I had in my entire life. She was perfect and the feel of her pussy clenching and drawing me in was better than I could have ever imagined.

After giving her a slow kiss, I pulled myself away from her and tried to find some semblance of a center. McKinley pulled her thong back up around her beautiful hips, and I fumbled with pants. Suddenly, we heard a group of people entering the park, startling McKinley and me. I didn’t think they saw us, though.

McKinley shook her now-frazzled, wet hair in an effort to get it back under control, but honestly, I liked the way it looked when it was messy. She looked up at me with a beautiful smile but a second later, it turned to an expression of exhaustion.

“I think I need to get home,” she informed me suddenly, as she adjusted the rest of her outfit. “I really need to get to bed.”

“You’re bored already? The magic is gone?” I asked her jokingly.

“No, you were great. You are great,” she laughed. “I’m just super tired. I haven’t really been getting that much sleep lately.” She could barely get out the last word before a yawn escaped her mouth. “Excuse me. I’m so sorry. That wasn’t a reflection on you.”

“Would you like to come sleep… at my place?” I offered, my hands wrapped around her waist as I gave her another kiss. “You shouldn’t have to walk home when you’re this sleepy.”

McKinley nodded at me with a tired smile. “I normally don’t go home with guys after the first date… but I guess I can make an exception for you.”

It wasn’t as enthusiastic as I hoped, but it was enough.