Since she had surprised him with a steak and a Scottish bar the night before, he surprised her by showing her that he knew a bit about her interests too. He had found a Japanese restaurant, knowing she had a soft spot for their food.
After that he had taken her to a karaoke bar. He had only bought soda for them, wanting her completely sober for the promised night. She had performed Joan Jett's song "I Love Rock N Roll" first, and he had made a fool out of himself afterwards by performing Blink 182's song "All The Small Things." She sure was the better singer.
He held her hand again as they walked towards her house. He took in her appearance for the umpteenth time that night. A knee long, light blue, denim skirt combined with a black, girly tee and a light blue, denim vest. Denim on denim. He once heard that was a no go in the fashion world. He loved that she didn't give a shit about that. And then there were those black cowbow boots that finished the look completely. His naughty, little, country girl. Hopefully ready for a wild ride.
They stopped in front of her front door. She found her keys in her purse, and looked at him hopefully. He pulled her close, kissed the life out of her, and pushed her up against the door while taking the keys from her hand. He fumbled his way on the wooden door until he managed to get the key into the lock.
They tumbled through the door, still kissing and grabbing on to each other. He slammed the door behind him, and dropped the keys on the floor. She dropped her purse too, and both of them kicked their boots off.
Everything became more and more heated. He pulled her vest and tee off, and she managed to get him out of his tee too. With him bare chested and her still in her bra, they tumbled from the hallway and into the living room. He was pretty sure they were aiming for the bedroom. Wherever she took him, he would follow. A click sounded, and the room was lit up a bit. They broke the kiss and stared at Sheamus sitting in an arm chair. He had turned on the table lamp next to him.
"Drew?" He jumped up from the chair. "You're screwing Drew?"
"Not yet, but I was hoping it would happen in about ten minutes time," she said.
"Make that five," Drew said.
"Cutting short on the foreplay?" She asked.
"Only the first time," Drew answered.
"What the fuck, Regina?" Sheamus shouted. "Here I am waiting for you all night, and you're out with him?"
"Right, my key," she said.
She walked over to him, and held out her hand.
"Give it to me," she said.
"You're a fucking bitch!" He growled as he placed the key in her hand. "She'll screw you over, Drew!"
"No, I'll just screw him," she said. "Now get the fuck out of my house."
He stormed out of the living room, and she followed behind. The door slammed after him before she even got out in the hallway to lock it. She unzipped her skirt, and let it drop to the floor before walking back to Drew. He sucked in his breath when he saw her in her underwear.
"Oh my," his eyes ran up and down her body. "You look good."
"You're still up for it?" She asked.
"Of course. Even Sheamus can't kill my boner," he chuckled.
"Good, because I'm fucking you in that chair to erase the memory of him being in it two minutes ago," she said.
She pushed him down on the chair and yanked wildly on his jeans to get them open. He lifted up his ass and allowed her to pull both jeans and briefs off him. Her mouth closed around his dick before he could react.
"Fuck!" He grabbed her hair. "I can't... I can't... No, get up here!"
He yanked her up to straddle his thighs, pulled her close, and moved his hand down her thong. Two of his fingers pushed inside her with ease, and she rocked against them.
"Drew," she sighed.
"You like that?" He flicked her earlobe with his tongue.
"God, yes!" She moaned. "But do you want me to ride your fingers or your dick? Because I'm about to burst, and I want your dick so bad."
He pulled his fingers out of her, and grabbed her thong.
"Fuck this!" He ripped her thong off. "I'm buying you a new pair."
She grabbed his dick and sank down on it with a loud moan. She didn't stop to adjust. She started riding him, moaning and groaning, giving him all she got. He managed to get her bra open and off her. His hands and lips roamed her body freely. Touching, kissing, biting.
"Drew!" She whimpered.
"Let go," another flick to her earlobe with his tongue. "Just let go, Regina. I got you."
He grabbed her ass, digging his nails into her soft buttocks. She cried out in pleasure, her movements getting more sloppy and uncontrolled as she came. Instead he took over, raising her body up and down for another few seconds until he came too.
"Fuck!" She leaned her head down on his shoulder.
"I'll say," he wrapped his arms around her and held her close. "That was amazing."
"It was, wasn't it?" She raised her head with a grin.
"Indeed it was," he grinned back. "And now I'm dying to see the bedroom."
"What are you gonna do to me in there?" She asked.
"Anything you can imagine, and probably also some things you haven't even thought about yet," he winked.
She slid off his lap, and took his hand. He followed her to the bedroom. Blue sheets with pictures of white clouds. It sure was gonna feel like heaven to fuck her on that bed. He wrapped his arms around her from behind, scraped his teeth over her neck, and tugged on her earlobe with them.
"Just so we're clear, this is not a one time thing," he said.
"It better not be," she said.
"As far as I'm concerned, we're gonna be dating until you give me the green light to officially call you my girlfriend," he said.
"Don't worry about it," she giggled. "Sheamus will have told everyone by tomorrow, so this is your one free night as a single man, so you better fuck me like a one night stand even though I'm not."
"Don't you worry about that!" He growled in her ear. "I'm gonna fuck you so hard that you can't walk tomorrow!"