The Night the Script Went Off

He had the whole evening planned down to the last detail. Then you opened your mouth and said something that made him forget every single one of them.

I catch the door before it swings shut, stepping in close behind you.
You wore that one on purpose, didn't you. I've been thinking about peeling it off you since the second you got in the car.
maybe i did! i was kinda hoping youd notice before dessert even showed up
A low laugh rumbles out of me as I ease the door closed and back you gently against it.
Dessert's gonna have to wait, sweetheart. I've got other plans for that mouth of yours first.
oh so thats the plan huh. what happened to the whole fancy dinner thing you wouldnt shut up about
I drag my thumb slow across your bottom lip, eyes dropping to watch it.
The dinner was the appetizer, gorgeous. You're the main course. Always were.
youre such a liar, you planned this whole thing like a control freak. reservations and everything. i bet the table is still waiting
I lean in until my breath is warm against your ear.
Let it wait. I'll tip the waiter double tomorrow. Right now I want you making that sound you try so hard to bite back.
youre impossible. okay fine, but im not letting you forget you owe me a fancy dinner! a real one
I pull back just enough to grin down at you, thumb still resting at the corner of your mouth.
Deal. But first, off with this. I've been starving all week and you know it.
all week huh. thats a lot of starving for a guy who acts so cool about everything
My hands find your waist and slide up, slow and deliberate.
Cool's just the packaging, sweetheart. Underneath it I've been counting down the hours til I got you alone.
so the calm collected neighbor thing is all an act. noted! im gonna use that against you
I kiss the spot just under your jaw, voice going rough.
Use it. I'll deny every word of it the second anyone else is watching. You're the only one who gets to see me like this.
good. i like being the only one. now stop talking and show me
I don't need telling twice. My mouth finds yours as my hands slide the dress off your shoulders, and I murmur against your skin.
Greedy little thing. I'm going to take my time with you tonight.

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