Chapter 11

Samantha's POV:

I shook my head and cleared my throat, knowing that he was waiting for my response.

"The date isn't over yet. I'll tell you later tonight," I winked and turned around, trying to calm my racing heart. The night was so peaceful and calm with the cold air blowing around us. It felt so good against my skin and I felt free for the first time in forever.

"Sit down, milady." he gestured towards the bench and I tried to hide the huge grin that was about to break on my face.

"Stop being so nice," I chuckled as he sat down opposite to me.

"I'm always nice, darling." he smiled and started to unravel the picnic basket.

"I know you don't like garlic but I have packed us some garlic bread and I'm making you eat it today," he stated firmly and I scrunched my face in disgust.

"God, please don't." I whined as I helped him spread out the food. I noticed that he had brought pork ribs and not just any pork ribs. This was my usual order at the place we had lunch earlier.

"Oh my god, Did you just?" I started and looked at him with wide eyes in shock and surprise.

"Yes, don't be mad. I asked your usual order at the diner and got this from that place. I hope it isn't creepy or anything," he spoke nervously and I was literally blown away by this man who was right in front of me. I couldn't believe he actually remembered such small things.

"No, it's perfect, Nate." I blushed, not meeting his gaze.

"Although I must say, it's very lady like." he teased, earning a glare from me.

"Shut up, I love to eat." I replied, and weirdly it felt nice to admit it instead of being embarrassed.

"Didn't take you for a foodie with a body like that," he roamed his eyes all over me and I was enjoying every second of it.

"In my defense, I do workout." I smirked, making him raise his eyebrows.

"I want to know more about you. You are a freaking mystery to me," he spoke with his mouth full of food and I kept playing with the fork, poking at my food.

"Well, I'm your boss. You know where I live and we already slept together. Why would you say that I'm a mystery?" I asked, taking a sip of red wine.

"Because you are totally different around me now. In the office, you are the exact opposite of how you are now." He explained and looked straight into my eyes as if he was looking right through my soul.

"I love my job, Nate. I know I can be a bit ambitious and competitive sometimes but that's just me being professional," I replied with a small smile.

"I'm impressed with the way you carry yourself. It is pretty hot. Although, I was really intimidated by you in the beginning," he chuckled, taking a few bites of his food.

"Really?" I asked in surprise.

"Yeah, I was shit scared when I spilled coffee all over you." he admitted and I couldn't help but laugh out loud. That was actually funny to think about it now.

"Tell me about you," I asked, changing the subject and he told me all about his childhood and family and his college days in New York.

"So you are a player?"

"Not anymore," he raised his hands in defense and I narrowed my eyes at him. We had a good time and the conversation flowed smoothly.

"Just take one bite of it. I swear you will love it," he tried to convince me to eat the garlic bread.

God, I couldn't say no to that face!

"Alright, fine but if I feel like throwing up, I'm gonna throw up on you." I threatened him and took a quick bite of that stupid garlic bread, squeezing my eyes shut.

Woah!

"How is it?" he asked eagerly with wide eyes but I was too proud to admit that it actually tasted good. It wasn't so bad as the cheese dominated the garlic flavor.

"Meh." I shrugged and took a sip of my wine. 

"You liked it. Just admit it, baby girl. Stop denying the real pleasures that I'm giving you," he spoke in a low sexy voice and I licked my lips.

"Dessert?" he asked, clearing his throat and I stood up from my seat while his eyes followed my every movement.

"Scoot over," I walked towards him and was about to sit down next to him but he pulled me on to his lap, making me gasp a little at the sudden action. I threw my hair to one side and placed my hands on his rock-hard chest.

"I will admit that you impressed the hell out of me only if the dessert is also a winner," I whispered and noticed his Adam's apple bobbing up and down.

"Everyone loves chocolate, baby girl," he rolled his eyes, making me raise my eyebrows.

"That's a dangerous assumption, Mr. Wilson."

"Are you saying you don't like chocolate?" he asked with a small frown on his face and felt his grip on my waist tighten.

"Why don't we find out?" I spoke seductively, running my hands all over his chest and he let out a shaky breath.

"Ummm...okay," he pulled out something from the picnic basket and handed it over to me.

"Chocolate cupcakes," I tried to hide my smile and he just shrugged.

God, he was so cute.

"Do you like it, Ms. Perez?" he asked as I took a bite of it, running my tongue all over my lips to lick the cream.

"Yeah but I prefer something else," I whispered, placing the cupcake on the table and wrapped my arms around him. I wanted him so badly. He grabbed my face and brought it closer to his lips, licking the extra cream from the side of my mouth. My skin was burning from where he touched and I crashed my lips to his without thinking twice. We both started kissing each other with so much need and urgency.

"God, you taste so good," he spoke against my lips as his hands pushed my dress up, tracing the length of my thighs. I could feel his boner poking my ass and I was so damn turned on. I wanted to fuck him right then and there.

"Wait," I stopped him and lifted myself up a little, placing my legs on either side of him. He groaned out loud as I sat down on his boner and my panties were drenched already.

"You are so beautiful, Sam." he whispered, kissing my neck and I threw my head back in desire, "Every inch of you is beautiful and perfect," he murmured against my skin as his lips went down to my boobs. He pushed my dress down my shoulders, freeing my breasts and I noticed his eyes going wild with desire.

"I hope no one sees what we're doing," I moaned in delight, pushing his coat of his shoulders and pulling him closer by his tie.

"We are all alone here, don't worry," he replied and continued to fondle my boobs, sucking and kissing them. I started to unbutton few of his buttons and ran my fingers all over his perfect body.

Fuck, he looked flawless.

"Are you sure about this here?" he asked and I nodded, unbuckling his belt. He immediately pulled out his rock-hard cock and ripped my panties apart with great force.

"Are you wet for me, baby girl?" he whispered in my ears, sending jolts of pleasure all over my body. God, I loved the way he spoke so dirty.

"Why don't you find out?" I smirked, stroking his dick and he groaned in pleasure, closing his eyes. I lifted myself and placed him at my slick entrance while he kissed me, grabbing my ass and I moaned against his lips.

It was the most erotic and sexual thing I've ever done in my entire life. We were out in an open place, fucking each other and not caring about the world. All I could think about was him and the feel of his hands on my body.

"You feel so good," he lifted me up and placed me on the wooden table, pushing the contents to the floor.

"Was it this good the first time?" he grunted as he kept slamming into me with such force.

"Tell me about it," I gasped, running my hands through his luscious hair. He gripped my waist tightly, holding me in position and kept thrusting inside me harder. I loved the way he took control of my body. It was like he knew exactly how to pleasure me and I felt my orgasm building up.

"Oh my god, Nate." I gripped his arms tightly while he buried his face in the crook my neck. I felt my body tremble as I had an earth-shattering orgasm and threw my head against his chest. He held me tightly and I felt him releasing himself inside of me shortly.

We both started to breathe heavily and I pulled myself back a little from him.

"That was even better than the first time," I grinned widely while he took my lips for a deep kiss.

"You are fucking amazing," he whispered, caressing my cheeks softly and I found myself melting, looking at those grey orbs.

"Well, I'm impressed, Mr. Wilson." I smiled, running my hands through his hair.

"Woah! Not so soon. I'm not done with you yet. Your place or mine?" he asked with a sheepish grin while I smacked his arm.

"And here I thought you were a gentleman," I fake gasped, earning a rumble of laughter from him.

"Not when it comes to fucking," he replied in a deep voice, looking into my eyes, making my heart skip a beat. We did end up going back to his place and fucked each other all night long.

Man, I got to admit it. It was hands down the best first date ever!