Rachael

I blushed, immediately thinking of one way to build an appetite, but I doubt that we’d leave his place.

“Stop it. I wasn’t talking about fucking, Rachael. Not that I don’t want to do you everywhere possible, but you have finals and I don’t want to be the reason you miss them.”

“I’ve never done it before,” I blurted out.

“Done it? Sex?”

“Yes,” I clarified.

“Good, then it’s even better that we wait. I want you to be sure. It’s been a very long time for me.”

“What’s a long time? Six months?” For guys, a day was a freaking long time.

“More like six years.” My jaw dropped, and I stared at him like he was full of shit. I shook my head in complete disbelief. Not that I didn’t want to believe it but seeing as he was sexy, rich, and all manly I figured he had multiple partners a month.

“What? That’s nuts! You’re a strong, virile-looking man.”

“I suppose so, but I never said it was easy. My success had to come first. Now that I’ve got it, all I need is a beautiful, loving wife to satisfy my needs.” His implications were turning me on. I wanted to be his wife, as crazy as it sounded. My dad did his homework and approved. He never approved of any guy I dated.

Needing to change the subject before I offered to marry him now, I asked a very important question, “So what are we going to do?”

“Five more minutes and you’ll see.” He picked up my hand and kissed it before setting it on his thigh. I rubbed his taut thigh with slight movements. I could feel him tense up, and that was when I realized I’d gone too high. Fudge pops, that was just the tip? The man was going to tear me in half. I nonchalantly removed my hand, not wanting to come off as a skittish kitten.

“I’m dying to know where you’re taking me,” I said, hoping he’d cave.

“To my lair…” he said, laughing maniacally.

“Oh hush, you already told me that’s for later.”

“I suppose you got me there. I’ll have to wait.” He gave me a subtle smirk before pulling into a large lot. I knew exactly what we were doing now.

“Skating! I haven’t been since I was fifteen.” I hopped out of his nice rental and felt the slight breeze and smelled the hint of fresh pretzels in the air. He came around and took my hand after locking the doors.

He pulled me into his arms, my chest hitting his through our coat layers. I grunted from the impact. His strong hold on me turned me into mush.  “I was hoping you’d like it,” he whispered sensually before stealing a kiss. It was slow, deep, and warmed me to my soul. His hands came up and cupped my cheeks as he pulled away enough to look into my eyes. “Come, let’s enjoy doing something crazy and semi-dangerous before I take you to dinner.”

I pulled him along to the skate rental and he bought us our skates. After lacing them up, we walked steadily over to the rink. A fair-sized crowd glided over the ice, several people falling and getting up with laughs. I stepped on the ice remembering how much I used to love it. Richard followed me and instantly latched onto the rink wall. His legs wobbled, letting the skates take on a life of their own until he righted himself. I didn’t laugh because that wasn’t nice, but it was hard to hold it in. I wanted to kiss him for braving something new and crazy-dangerous for me.

“I take it you’ve never skated before?” I asked him, holding back a smile.

“No, I haven’t.” I could see he was embarrassed. I leaned forward, my hip resting against the wall, and kissed his cheek.

“Thank you.”

“For what? Making a fool of myself?” he asked with a smile.

“Actually, for thinking about me. Let me show you how this done.” I had him hold onto the wall and slowly demonstrated the necessary footwork. For the next hour, I did my best to keep the laughs down, but the last time he took me with him, on purpose. I landed with my upper body on his.

“That wasn’t nice, Mr. Kane,” I grumbled.

“This is though,” he murmured, reaching up and cupping my chin and kissing me softly. It wasn’t a long kiss, just a peck before he got up and helped me. He was starting to get the hang of it, but both of us were tired. I was starting to feel the chill and wanted to snuggle up under a blanket and cuddle for the night. Eating out wasn’t even a big deal to me.

“So, are you ready to go? I’m starting to freeze.”

“Freeze? Shit, I didn’t mean to take the fun out of skating.”

“I’ve had a great time,” I said, squeezing my arms around his. Smiling up at him and hoping for him to turn on that thousand-watt smile, I asked, “Maybe some hot chocolate?”

“Sounds good, baby. Let’s go and get these murderous contraptions off my feet.” He crept along the wall railing and onto the walkway. We changed into our shoes in about ten minutes.

“I’d forgotten how much fun it was to skate. Perhaps, we could make it a regular day thing.” He paled despite his cheeks having been pink from the cold just a second ago. I couldn’t hold in the laugh anymore. Doubling over in laughter, I grabbed my stomach.

“Oh, you think I’m funny? Really?” he growled before grabbing me around the waist and flipping me over his shoulder.

“Ahh!” I screeched, “Put me down.”

“Nope, missy.” He swatted my ass. I was going to get him for this if he fell. Richard slid me down his body and sat me on the hood of his car. Setting his hips between my thighs, he pressed his hands on my shoulders and stared down into my eyes. “You’re laughing at me?”

“You didn’t see your face,” I answered still giggling.

“I’m going to spank you if you keep it up.”

“You wouldn’t.”

“Try me, baby.” I laughed even more, hoping to see what he would do. His hand slipped under my coat and came down over my pussy. It wasn’t hard, but it was a spank. And immediately, my panties were soaked. What the hell? I couldn’t even respond, so he did it again. A tiny whimper of pleasure escaped my lips. “You’re going to keep laughing at me?”

“If you keep doing that,” I blurted out, slightly rocking my hips forward. He gave me one more slap to my pussy before pressing his pelvis against me and slamming his mouth on mine. I felt an overwhelming pleasure rush over me. I couldn’t believe that he made me come in seconds without taking off my clothes.

“Baby, that was sexy to feel you come for me. I can’t believe that you did. Fuck, I’m going to have to be careful. I’ll have to kick some asses if someone heard your breathy moans,” he whispered against my lips.

“Then you shouldn’t do that in public again. I think I might just be weak when it comes to your touch, Richard,” I whispered against his jaw. “Take me to your place. I can cook, or we can pick up something. I don’t feel like going out.”

“I’m all for that. I have a feeling my legs are going to be wobbling for the next couple of days. I don’t know what possessed me to do this. I’m going to blame your father for it.”

“You asked my father?”

“I asked him what you liked to do for fun and, well, he didn’t have many ideas that would be good as a date, but he did mention this. I hope you’re not mad, but I wanted to surprise you with something different than dinner and a movie. And taking you to a nightclub is out of the question.”

I shook my head and smiled up at him. “I’m not mad. I think it’s sweet of you; very sweet, in fact.” I winked as he helped me off the car and opened the passenger door to let me in. I felt the coolness of the leather and it sent a shiver of cold through me which didn’t escape his notice. I didn’t know what it was or why it was, but cars tended to be a whole different temp than outside. On a summer day, the car inside was thirty degrees hotter and in the winter, twenty degrees colder. He hit the heat, then pulled out of the spot. Thankfully, I had gloves in my pocket. I slipped them on and focused on that instead of my raging hormones which the cold and orgasm had no effect on.

He was turning out to be everything he said he was. I released a big sigh of contentment and let him drive us all the way to his place.

“Do you live alone?”

“Yes, no roommates or family. I bought this place about a year ago, so other than my secretary, you’re the only female that’s been inside. And with her that was strictly work related; just in case you had that thought creeping like ivy into that brain of yours.”

“Haha. I didn’t have that thought,” I lied. I totally had that thought and then some. I’d never gone all the way with a boy. Nothing more than over the clothes touching, so if I was a tad bit jealous, he was just going to have to deal with it or send me on my way to get experience with other men. I doubt he’d do the latter and truthfully, I didn’t want it. Everything about Richard screamed Alpha-male. He reminded me of a man ready to protect and love. I wasn’t sure if it was my hopes or if it was the way he carried himself, but he struck me as someone who had integrity.

The entire drive, as we passed by many churches, I felt my skin sizzle without even having to step in. My thoughts weren’t on piety or even his integrity; one thing was in the forefront of my mind. Richard needed to divest me of my virginity. I was thinking about the way he made my body burn with lustful cravings. With a few simple flicks of the wrist and a kiss, I was singing out my praise for him. I knew that I was turning to the dark side, but I was only going there if Richard ran it.