Temah Amoah's POV.

"Can I take your order?" The waitress standing next to us, says, eyes glued to me.

She's tall, with blonde flowing hair and dark green eyes, with a light tan, making her look like she's more suited to the beach.

Douglas' hand moves to my thigh possessiveness in his grip.

I give him a pointed look and turn back to the girl.

"I'll have the double cheeseburger with bacon, the curly fries and the lemonade." I say, with a polite smile.

She beams back.

"Sure" she responds and then he turns to Douglas.

I notice that her demeanour changes and she looks bored.

His eyes flash with annoyance at her behaviour and it oozes from his voice.

"I'll have what my girlfriend is having. Thanks" he clips and she shrugs, turning to me and giving me a short wink.

"I'll be back soon with your order doll" she says, leaning forward slightly as she talks, her boobs spilling out of her top slightly.

Next to me, Douglas seethes silently.

I nod, speechlessly.

When she leaves, Douglas turns to me.

"She fucking wants you!" He groans.

I lean forward so that my lips brush his ear.

"Well, I want you" I respond, kissing his ear and his body relaxes.

His fingers trail the inner seams of my pants and I look at him.

"I can't wait to get you completely alone tonight" he says, looking at my lips.

I bite my lip and his eyes linger there.

His hands find my zipper on the pants and he tugs it down slowly.

"Douglas!" I warn.

"Hm?" He mutters, fingers slipping through my underwear.

I'm about to speak, when his fingers brush against my me and my voice comes out a little moan.

But just as quickly, it's over.

I pout at him and he grins.

"I'll give you more later" he says.

But I want more now!

"Okay" I say with a shrug, when an idea surfaces.

I lean forwards, lips brushing his ear.

"Hm, Douglas you should start something you can't finish" I tease.

"I will and so will you" he says with a grin.

I start to feel my whole body flush as he rubs his thumb absentmindedly on my inner thigh.

We chat and flirt a little, when the food finally arrives.

Of course, I take a picture of my huge meal, when I notice a small slip of paper under my plate.

I pick it up and read it to see a name and number on it.

Before I can react, Douglas snatches it out of my hand, and squints to read it since he doesn't have his glasses on him.

The vein in his neck starts to throb and his eyes immediately snap to the waitress, who is busy serving another table.

"Baby, please don't" I say, taking his hand.

He clenches his jaw and relaxes, repeating the action until I can finally get him to relax.

I prise the paper from out his hand and tear it in front of him, so that he knows I'm not interested and he nods.

We eat our food in comfortable silence, before we resume our chatter and when we're done, we sit there, stuffed for a moment.

I look at his face with a grin then giggle, when he smiles sheepishly.

The intro to 'Owner- Dexta Daps' starts to play and I get up.

Douglas gives me a look.

"Let's go dance" I say.

He shakes his head.

"I can't dance" he tells me.

I grin at him.

"Pleasee!" I beg, giving him my best begging eyes.

He sighs and rolls his eyes, standing up and I bounce with excitement, giggling at his unsure look.

I take his hand and drag him to the dance floor.

He wraps his arms around my hips.

I pull him impossibly closer and sling my arms around his neck.

He grins as I start to move my hips against him and he moves to the soft beat, hands falling to my ass, as he grabs and squeezes it, face falling to my neck.

Me move in time with each other and when the chorus starts up, he turns me around so my back is to him and my ass is against his hips and he moves with me.

I bend forwards a little bit, so that I can whine on him properly and he grips my hips harder as I start taking my time on him.

I continue, smirking, when I feel him grow underneath me and he gyrates against me, making me gasp.

'Can't dance' my nyash.

I wait until he's semi hard and then pull away from him.

I turn to face him and see that his eyes are slightly hooded, lips turned into a smirk.

He shakes his head and leads me to the bar as the song ends

He leans back against it, taking me with him.

"What's it going to take for me to get you alone?" He asks into my ear.

His voice is low and husky, sending shivers along my spine.

I look around and my eyes land on the mechanical bull in the corner of the room.

"Take a turn on the bull, don't  fall off and then we can go" I tell him.

He looks up at it, from over my head.

He shrugs.

"Alright I'll do it" he says, looking back down at me.

My mouth drops open at his eagerness to do it.

I quickly shut it and try to act nonchalant.

He grins at me, taking my hand and pulling me towards to mechanical bull.

He waits his turn and then mounts it, wrapping his arms around the rope on top of it.

A lot of the girls around him giggle excitedly at him and he winks at me, making me flush.

The man at the controls, starts it up, clearly bored with the amount of drunk people that have fallen off it this evening.

The machine starts of rocking gently, back and forth, while Douglas sits on it.

Then it starts to become more vigorous, jerking left and right.

Cheers start to get louder as the machine bucks wildly, and Douglas holding on firmly, legs clenched to the side.

My heart starts to thunder in my chest as the bull gets even quicker.

Douglas holds on even as it tips to the side, his muscles bulging.

I use the opportunity to take a good look at my boyfriend.

His black t-shirt clings willingly to every contour of his muscular upper frame, his broad shoulders tense with effort, biceps bulging a little, forearms, showing off his prominent veins and his torso showing slightly, ripped abs on display.

His powerful thighs clenched on the sides, face taut with effort.

I feel heat start to build up between my thighs as he makes eye contact with me, smirking and giving me a wink.

The machine starts to slow down and it comes to a halt, the crowd erupting into cheers.

He jumps off the machine and makes his way to me, avoiding the swarm of girls and he dips down to kiss me, knocking the wind out of me.

Hands on my hips, he pulls away slightly.

"Did I earn the right to get you alone now?" He asks and I nod with a big grin.

He smiles and takes my hand, pulling me out of the bar and out of the building.

"Let's go to the hotel... I'll drive" I tell him.

He nods in agreement.

"Okay" he responds.

***

"I'm gonna take a shower, I smell like sweat" Douglas tells me once we're in the hotel room.

I nod, feeling a little restless.

Could he not do that later?!

He's only going to sweat again.

I sigh, change into some cute pyjamas and start to unpack our stuff into a couple of drawers.

I'm nearly done, when I hear Douglas call me.

"Temah" he says.

I turn to him and freeze.

Body still slick with water, he is in just the towel, droplets sliding down his dark skin, his brown lips parted a little.

Fuck. Me.

He approaches me, tongue slipping over his lips gently as he takes me in.

He wraps his fingers around my draw strings and pulls me closer.

"I have you to myself now" he says.

"But you're far too overdressed" he comments.

"Do something bout it" I respond. I almost whisper.

He grins and in one fluid motion, he sweeps me up, dropping me onto the bed.

He gets in between my legs and presses his dick into me, making me gasp aloud.

He slowly pulls my top over my head and kisses my neck.

I open my legs a little, giving him wider access.

He smirks and I look away.

He pulls my shorts down and I tug at his towel and he helps me to pull it away.

"Now, Douglas" I goad, wrapping my legs around his hips.

He nods, picking a rubber off the nightstand and rolling it on and slipping into me slowly.

I gasp and bite my lip stifling a loud moan.

He moves out of me and back in slowly, teeth clamping around the firm shell of my ear.

Everywhere he touches, is calculated to make me feel good, his talented fingers pinching and teasing me until I can't take it any further.

Unable to hold it in, I let out a tortured moan in appreciation.

"This time, I'm gonna make love to you" he says.

His voice comes out low and rough, turning me on even more than I thought possible.

He continues bucking his hips into me harder but slower.

I moan out his name and I feel him twitch in me slightly.

"Don't make noises like that" he growls.

I bite my lip, contemplating wether I should push him or not.

Of course I will.

I lean in and take his earlobe in my teeth, sucking a little.

He bucks into me hard, making me scream, and finish unexpectedly.

"Douglas!" I yelp.

He groans and also finishes, pulling out of me and rolling onto his back, our breaths coming out shallow.

He disposed of the rubber and looks at the ceiling.

I lay my head on his chest, trailing my fingers down his chest and abdomen.

"What's on your mind" I ask.

He turns to face me.

"I love you" he responds and my heart hits my stomach.

"What?" I gasp.

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Hey all.

What did you think?

I feel as if this one was too long, so I'm sorry!

~ Xo.