One Week Trip To Nowhere With Mr. Stranger

My name...

​“Hey, wake up sleepy head.” a husky voice whispered onto my ears and kissed my temples. I groaned and covered my face with his chest as I hugged him pulling him into the bed with me wanting to sleep some more. “Nope, your trick won’t work twice on me.” he stated and began tickling my neck, armpits and the sides of my waist. I laugh heartily trying to get away from his hands thinking that I’ve been caught red-handed. I slowly opened my eyes rubbing the sleep off them and then saw the handsome, sexy guy now sitting beside me giving me his usual seductive smile chuckling. “You need to get ready. We’ll be going somewhere.” he announced as I watched him wiped off the water dripping from his hair with his towel completely dressed.

​"To where?" I asked suppressing my excitement within. Well, I'm still a little bit sleepy and the bed so comfortable that I don’t want to get up yet.

​"We're going to a place that's something wonderful, colorful, lively, joyous and lastly, magical." he said as he playfully pinched the tip of my nose making me intrigued on what place it is.

​"So, we're going out." I mumbled while nodding my head rhythmically, speaking to myself.

​"Nope, we're not going out." he said acting offended that I’m thinking this is just a casual going away as he caressed my cheek. I knitted my brow in confusion. "We're going on a date." he said winking seductively.

​"You're bluffing." I was taken aback on what he had said. Well, can you blame me for thinking otherwise? We just met a couple of days ago and although, we already shared a kiss which for me is still quite early and then on top of that we barely know each other. This thought has actually bugged me and is eating at me little by little.

​"I'm not. Want to bet?" he gave me a devilish grin getting me out of my thoughts and moved closer to me placing his both hands at either side of my legs, imprisoning them.

I gulp an imaginary lump in my throat. UGH!! His messy hair, his bright brown eyes intently gazing at me, his masculine scent, his lean and well-toned chest that clearly shows under his white sleeveless shirt, the way he licks his lower lip and the fact that I'm wearing his thin linen black polo-shirt this scene so hot making me turned on. I got to escape NOW...

​"No, thank you." I said breathless and hastily pried his hands away from me so that I could escape but as expected, he didn't even budge. Jeez!! Well at least I gave it a try to escape.

​"Are you nervous around me? Or you're being like that because you’re only wearing my polo and your undies?" he said and leaned too close pressing me down the soft bed. ABCDEFG, HE'S ON TOP OF ME!! I tried singing ABC’s to calm me down. A habit I can’t shook off from when I was still a child.

I had a nervous anxiety when I was little due to a bike accident and kind of scarred me to the point that I didn’t even recall the accident then me seeing a therapist at an early age because of it and my mom making me mentally sing the alphabet to calm myself down every time I had anxiety attacks.

"O-of course, not." I said shifting my gaze frantically at him and the ceiling. He leaned too close that our face was just less than an inch which made our breath mixes. Oh sh*t! This is bad, I groaned internally.

This is insane, I kept singing the Alphabet song to keep me calm and distracted over and over again which was very effective for me before and one thing I realized, it’s no use right now.

​"Do you trust me?" he said as he leaned closer making our nose touch, all his playfulness gone.

I shut my eyes nervously. I know, I needed to be honest with him and actually, I don’t want to lie.

I opened them and gaze at him intently. "Yes. I do trust you." I stated biting my lips still anxious, his face has no sign of any mockery in it. He's serious and it makes him more HOT!!

​"Do you trust me if I say, I really want to f*ck you hard and deep right now?" his voice ragged as he tried to breathe evenly and pulled my chin gently releasing my lower lip between my teeth now staring at it as if contemplating to bite on it.

I was shocked, no that's an understatement. I'm more on irritated. F*ck me? Hard? Deep? NOW?! Well, I can reconsider if LATER, but now? Can't he wait?!

​"Excuse me, mister." I irritably responded. "MY VIRGINITY IS NOT FOR FREE. You want to have it? Well, you’ll have to put a ring on it.” I said pointing at my ring finger. Does, he want World War Z?! Well, call me a prude or whatever but I’d like to have my first with my husband or on the second thought, I might be playing hard to get. Ugh, this is bad I’m already contradicting myself!

He chuckled a little at my overreaction. "It's just a Yes or No answer, Missy." I sighed exasperated. I don't know why I feel this way but after what he said, in the end and in the deepest part of my heart, I know that...

​"Yes, I do know you do but—"

​"I'm glad you do and don’t worry, I’ll never ever force myself on you." he interjected all too serious while pinching my cheeks a little. He then kissed both of them, then my forehead, lastly, the tip of my nose and then pulled away. "Up now. You need to get ready for our date." he commanded as he pulled me up by tugging my hands.

​"Okay." I smiled warmly at him. I was nearing towards the bathroom’s threshold but he suddenly spins me and hugged me tight, burying his face on my neck feeling his warm breath. Ugh!! My hormones are in chaos again now wanting to be laid, hard and deep. I calmed myself reminding to get a hold of my rationality.

​"You. smell. so. good." he said leaving small, warm kisses on my neck between his words sending my senses into overdrive. I hugged him back, feeling warm and secure in his strong arms. I could feel his heartbeat and weirdly, it synchronizes with mine. This is too cliché but oddly, it is true. Does every person in love felt like this? This is f*cking scary.

AND this is bad, I'm turned on and he has an erection too. Sh*t!! We’re clearly both wanting the same thing and that’s devouring one another.

These feelings are weird. I feel so hot but the wind is cold, I feel my stomach churned but I'm not hungry, our breathing ragged playing like music as our heart swayed in its rhythm. Damn!! This is all too weird. I’ve had relationship in the past of course but not like this. Nothing like this at all.

​"I love you, my Aphrodite." he pulled away and grinned then left the room as fast as his long legs could carry him. I just stood gawking at the door of the room my mouth wide open wondering...

How did he know my name?