Untitled #1061

Untitled #1061 by ssaarah on Polyvore

 

"You know you’d look good in sweats Milena!" I yelled out.

"It’s our first official date! I want to look good."

"Wow…"

"Good?"

"Better than good… Great." I said standing up.

"Thank you." she kissed me gently on the lips, "And thank you for waiting for me to finish getting ready."

"Like I said before; you’re worth the wait." I said with a smile, "And if you want, we can skip dinner and spent the night in your room." I winked.

"Nice try handsome, but I look good and I want to show myself and my amazing boyfriend off." she winked back at me.

"Fine, let’s go." I grumbled with a smile, wrapping my arm around her waist and opening the car door for her.

"Gentleman." She winked.

"For you baby." I smiled, slipping the keys into the ignition and we headed to the restaurant. Mila reached out for my hand and I tensed. I hadn't held hands with a girl in a long time. It wasn't bad....it was just. It made us real, a couple. I liked it, but I was still pretty afraid I was going to fu.ck it up.

As soon as we got to the restaurant the waiter sat us down and we looked over the menu,

"Thank you for bringing me here… This is my favorite restaurant in the city."

"I know." I grinned, pushing her hair back.

"I have butterflies in my stomach."

I reached out and tickled her sides making her squeal a little.

"Ames!!!" I laughed and poked her side again making her back away from me.

"Stop that! People are staring." she swatted at me and I grabbed her wrists to pull her back to me.

"Who cares?" I cradled her head in my hands and reached out to kiss her, loving that I could whenever I felt like it now. Milena relaxed against me, her body going soft in my arms as she kissed me back which just fueled me on. I slide my tongue across her lip and then slid into her mouth to kiss her deeper.

"Ames." she breathed against my mouth.

"Worried about people staring again?" I asked between soft kisses against her jaw.

"Worried we're going to get kicked out of this restaurant before dinner!" she laughed and I pulled away to smirk into her bright eyes.

"If you want to get us kicked out I have some much more creative ways." I joked, though it was more than true. After literally years of wanting her? I had hundreds of fantasies stored away that I was dying to make reality. Mila grinned back at me wickedly.

"Oh so do I Ames but good things come to those who wait." I let out an over dramatic sigh.

"Fine." I grinned. "But we can't exactly act like this is a first date, we already know basically everything about each other."

"You’re right… So it’s not exactly the first date between us, but I have those butterflies in my stomach." she bit down on her lip and her face went pink.

"God, you’re so f.ucking adorable…" I leaned in to kiss her cheek softy.

"Hi there. I’m going to be your waiter tonight…" The waiter smiled at the two of us, "Can I get you a drink to start off?"

"Can I get a scotch and soda." I told him.

"And I want a glass of pinot noir." Mila smiled.

"Get her the best bottle." I winked, feeling if I was going to attempt to be a boyfriend again? I might as well go all out.

"A bottle?" Mila asked looking at me, "Are you trying to get my drunk?"

"No, a bottle is better." I smiled, "Drink as much as you want baby. Get whatever you want."

"You’re spoiling me..."

"Finally....I mean I’ve wanted this for so long."

"Bottles of wine and food aren’t going to keep me." she laughed.

"I know, I want to spend time with you Mila. Be with you. Whatever you want to do… I want to do."

"Are you going to go all ‘Notebook’ on me. ‘If I’m a bird, you’re a bird?’" she giggled.

"I don't know what that means, but if it makes you happy...." Mila grinned.

"You've never seen the Notebook?" I shook my head.

"I'm worried you're going to make me watch it." Mila shook her head.

"Hell no, we're not watching anything together with steamy sex scenes." I did a double take.

"I'm more interested now..." I admitted. "Who's the girl in it?" Mila's jaw dropped open and she smacked me.

"There's no way I'm sitting next to you while you ogle Rachel McAdams t.ts!" I bust out laughing.

"I can't believe you just said that." I shook my head. "But now I know how to get out of watching chick flicks."

"Oh you're trying to trick me!" Mila grinned and shook her finger at me. "Naughty." I leaned in to nuzzle her neck before I whispered in her ear.

"Just so you know, I'm vetoing the no watching steamy sex scenes rule from earlier." Mila let out a little moan and set her hand against my chest.

"Oh? Do you need ideas from movies Mr. Alere?" I laughed beause most girls didn't challenge me like that. I liked it.

"Yes that's it." I nodded. "I'm terribly uncreative in bed. What you've already gotten is all there is." Mila smirked as she tried not to laugh.

"Why don't I believe you?"

"Are you ready to order?" I looked up and realized the waiter was there. Either he was like a panther or being with Milena made me oblivious to everything around me. I was leaning towards the latter.

"I'll have the salmon." I turned to Mila.

"I'm surprised you're not ordering for me like the control freak you are." she smirked and I rose a brow at her.

"Control freak huh? I just know what you want." I added an edge to the last words so she knew I wasn't just talking about food and she grinned.

"Prove it." I grinned wider and turned towards the waiter who was looking at us with an amused expression on his face.

"She'll have the filet mignon, no sauce, and the vinigrette dressing with the salad." I replied. "No onions." The guy looked to Milena for approval and she nodded.

"You are good." she nodded.

"I know."

"You’re perfect." I swallowed, hoping she wouldn't put me on a pedestal, even though I knew I was doing the same to her.

"I’m not, but you are. You’re the one that’s amazing… So what do people who know each other so well talk about on their first date?"

"I honestly don’t know." Mila laughed as she shook her head.

"We never talked about New York… How was it? Really?"

"Amazing… It made me want to start designing… but of course I missed you." her hair fell over her shoulder as she talked, a long silky curtain that was practically begging a mans hand to tangle in it.

"And you really didn’t date?" I teased her

"It’s a shock to me too honestly, but I was there for me, not for anybody else. Dating was honestly the last thing on my mind."

"I’m relieved… Ever since you left, I was kind of going insane…" I kept an eye on her through people I knew in New York, making sure she was okay, but I had wanted to respect her privacy.

"I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to."

"Don’t worry about it… You’re worth everything…"

"God, you know exactly the words to say. It’s going to be hard not to rip your clothes off Ames." Damn the woman knew how to make me nuts

"I can help you. I’ll just take off my clothes for you. No need to rip them off." I replied, trying to make light of the situation even though I was aching for her.

"Thanks for the help. I appreciate it, but I just have to be careful."

"You’re slowly killing me you know that?" I admitted, my voice breaking more than I really wanted it to.

"I’m sorry." She replied, a little breathlessly. I groaned and pressed my lips against hers again.

"You're turned on." I whispered against her mouth.

"How can you tell?" I wrapped my arm around her waist and pulled her harder into me as I trailled my lips down her neck and then back up again.

"Your eyes......your breathing, your face gets flushed.....you get a fuck-me look that's so damn hard to resist."

"I have a fuck me look?" she asked with a grin, biting her lip through a grin.

"Yes." I said in a strangled voice that barely sounded like me, she grabbed my tie and pulled me back to her lips, kissing me softly before speaking against my lips.

"If your hand was between my legs you'd realize my face isn't the only thing saying fu.ck me right now Ames."

"Milena, I'm trying damned hard to follow your rules but you can only push me so far before I will break." I saw her eyes heat up with more arousal at my words before she pulled back and shook her head.

"I know, ugh I'm so sorry, you just bring out my slu.tty side." I gave her a lopsided grin and pushed her hair out of her eyes.

"I didn't know you had one of those." I grinned. "You should tell me more about it....." Mila opened her mouth to speak and I held up a finger to her lips. "At a time where I'm able to do something about it." She giggled and nodded just as our food was being brought out.

"Thank you." Mil smiled to the waiter before we dug into our food.

"How’s your steak?"

"Delicious, like usual." she smiled, looking back at me with that same damn look on her face.

"What are you thinking about beautiful?" I asked with a knowing grin.

I shook my head, "Just how lucky I am…" she leaned over and gently kissed me on the lips, "Thanks for pretty much being perfect."

"You are instead." I whispered, kissing me her back once more before turning back to my food.

"So, I know we’ve gone through this whole stuff and now we’re finally dating… so what happens next?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, god, we’ve gone through this whole back and forth teasing thing for so long now and now we’re actually dating. Which I love, but only a week ago, I didn’t imagine what would happen after… Does that make sense?"

"Yeah. I just want to be with you Mila. Be near you… Not even sexually. I just love the way you are…"

"God, if you keep talking this way, I’m going to have to throw out the celibacy pact with you." I laughed.

"Even though I am looking forward to that, I’m being honest Milena… I’ve never been so attracted to a woman completely as I am with you. I can’t stop thinking about you."

"You are such a sweet talker." she told me before reaching in to kiss my cheek again.

"Well look who we have here..." A voice pulled us away from our embrace and when I saw who it was? I tensed.

"Braden?" Mila's eyes went wide and I felt her stiffen next to me.

"You sure this guy is "just a friend?"" he glared at Mila.

"Walk away." I ordered, narrowing my eyes.

"I'm sorry I was pretty sure I was talking to the woman who agreed to marry me, not the loser she's whoring it out for." he glared and I stood up, a good half a foot taller than him I walked closer.

"Insult Milena again and see what happens to you." I dared him, narrowing my eyes and using the same no-nonsense voice that got me a law degree.

"I'm not afraid of you." He retorted, though his voice gave him away.

"You should be. You don't have the right to look at her much less anything else. When a guy has a girl like Milena and still can't keep his di.ck in his pants? You know he's a pathetic excuse for a man. Leave now."

"Fu.ck you. You don't know me, or anything about my relationship with Mila."

"Relationship?!" Mila was on her feet and as much in his face as I would allow, her eyes blazing. "What part of what we had was a relationship!? The part where you ignored me? The part where you put your job before me every time? Or was it the part where you were screwing someone who wasn't me? We weren't in a relationship Braden I was just arm candy for your massive ego!"

"I loved you!" he growled and Mila used the element of surprise to get in between us and slap him hard across the face.

"Don't you dare call what we had love!!! Itsan insult to what true love is. Something you will never understand since you only love yourself." he looked so shocked he stumbled backwards. "Now get the hell away from me you're ruining a perfectly good date. And no. He's not just a friend. But that's no longer any of your buisness." He glared at both of us for a second, looking like he might say something or retaliate, but I shot him a look that told him just what would happen if he tried. He walked away before he stopped and turned back around, getting a new bout of courage,

"Just one thing; Don't you love it when she purrs for you?" He smirked, "When she's riding you." I saw red. I knew better than to start a fight anywhere, much less this publicly but his words made me so angry I couldn't eben breath. I lunged forward but Mila pulled me back to her

"It's not worth it Ames. He's a pathetic person, who knows how to get a rise of you." she placed her palm on my cheek, "It's okay, letting him go without a black eye just proces how strong you are."

"Yeah, listen to the little bitch." Braden smirked at the two of us.

"If you don't leave now, I will kill you." I said seriously.

"You're too much of a coward to do anything."

"Leave!" Mila screamed at him before slapping him hard once more. He glared at her but did as she said, turning on his heel and storming out as I stood there fuming at him, but so impressed with my girl.

"I'm so sorry baby." Mila grabbed my hand and squeezed it.

"Sorry?" I gave her a small smile and placed my hands on her cheeks, "Baby, that was amazing!"

"Amazing?"

"You were amazing. I've never seen you be that strong!" I reached in and kissed her hard, "You were perfect."

"God that felt good." She admitted and I laughed before kissing her forehead.

"Let's go to Ladurée and get some macarons to celebrate."

"That sounds amazing baby."

I wrapped my arm around her waist and kissed the top of her head.

"Great. Do you want to drive or walk?" She didn't say anything. "What's wrong Mila?"

"Ugh I just hate that he said that. I hate how I wasted my time on him, my body. I hate that he used that against me, against you!" I stopped outside the restaurant and turned her in my arms.

"It's in the past Mila. Remember? We started clean, no matter what he says. He's not a part of us."

"You're right....I'm sorry. Let's walk, its surprisingly nice out tonight." I nodded and guided her down the sidewalk.

"Besides....you purr when I kiss you. From what I remember? When you're riding me you're screaming." I grinned wickedly down at her and I watched as her eyes glazed over with arousal.

"Ames..." She whispered out licking her lips. I smiled wider.

"Have I mentioned how much I like the way you say my name?" I asked, leaned down to nuzzle her neck and inhale the sweet heady scent of her perfume. Mila grinned and let out a light moan as she let her eyes flutter shut.

"Mmmmm Ames....." I groaned and nipped at her neck.

"Tease." We reached the pastry shop and I held the door open as she laughed.

"You like it." I shrugged.

"I might, but I'd like it more if I knew when the torture would end." I joked. But I understood a little better why she wanted to wait even though we'd already slept together. I never wanted her to think being with me was a waste of her time and her body. I wanted her to think it was important, that I was worshiping her, not using her. And I'd wait until I could prove it.