"Okay, you can open your eyes now." I lowered my hands and saw that we were on the roof of his building. There was a small intimate table, with candles and a glittering of lights that draped from the plants and railing. It looked like a dream.
"Wow" was all I could manage to say. I looked at the view and again, I was speechless. You could see the Verrazano Bridge light up against the night sky, the cars zooming from afar. Just a bunch of people living their lives and me up here having the time of mine. I kissed his cheek. "This is..." I couldn't even finish the sentence. I grabbed my chest and breathed deeply. My heart was beating a hundred miles a minute. Oddly enough, I felt my eyes well with tears. I blinked really fast because not only did I not want to cry in front of him, but it also took me a while to put on my makeup just right tonight. I know I'm usually not vain, but when he called saying to dress special, I decided to take it up an extra notch.
We ate and had a great time. I could barely contain myself. I was smiling like a lovestruck teenager. I was so consumed in how I felt, I didn't even hear him speak.
"What?" I said when I realized that I was daydreaming.
"I was simply saying that I wanted to apologize to you. I know you and I have decided to take things to another level, but I've been so busy with work. It hasn't been fair to you."
"No, no, I understand. Work can be hectic and you're trying to do something big."
"But that doesn't make you any less of a priority." I smiled at him. "There will be big changes," he said and looked away from me. For the first time I saw Blake, really saw him, and realized that his eyes had been a dark green all night. His smile was strained. My chest constricted. Is he going to break up with me? "I'm sorry," he finished softly.
"Sorry for what?"
He didn't answer me. He wasn't even looking at me. He just went back to concentrating on his food, but there was barely anything left and he was just scraping at an empty plate.
"What's on your mind?"
"There's just so much going on, Christina. I don't know where to start," he sighed, then shook his head.
"Is anything wrong?"
"I honestly don't know how to answer that question." He refused to meet my gaze.
"Blake?" He shot his head up. "Promise me that you'll tell me the truth even if it hurts me."
"Christina..."
"No, we don't have to discuss anything now. I know that work is stressing you out so let's not rehash things like this tonight. Especially not a night as beautiful as this one." I looked around at the twinkling lights and the stars above. "You went through so much effort to make this special. So please, no drama or work stuff tonight." His eyes shimmered.
"You are truly unique."
The rest of the night, we just talked as if everything is normal and watched the city lights together. The view from his roof was truly one of a kind in its beauty.
"You are so lucky." I was looking out at the bridge.
"I know." He was rubbing my back.
"The view from here... It's spectacular."
"That's not what I was thinking. I was thinking more along the lines of I am lucky to have you." He brushed my hair to one side and then kissed the back of my neck. "I'm so lucky."
I was spun around and kissed with such passion, my knees buckled. He was holding me by my waist and he wasn't letting me move an inch away from his body. He started to lift up my dress and instinctively reached up to pull down my underwear, except I was commando.
"So, you're not wearing any underwear?" he murmured huskily.
"You can say that I made some assumptions about tonight. I just thought I would be surprising you in your bedroom." I smiled. We walked over to the railing.
"Good girl," he said approvingly, his voice thick with lust. "Hold on," Blake ordered as he bent me over the railing.
He was inside of me without hesitation. He was pulling my hair hard and every time he was up in me, he would mutter something. I could have sworn that he was saying sorry but between the city noises, who knows what I really heard? I was winding my hips as much as I could, however, the long evening gown was really restrictive. I should always wear something light and fun when around Blake. Who knows when and where he will decide to enter me?
My whole dress hoisted up and he tucked the fabric in. Certain layers of his clothes were on the ground.
"Take both of your hands and hold on tightly to the railing. And then with all of your might, slam your hips up and down on me." I did as he asked and it was more erotic than I could have ever imagined. I even clenched my muscles only to be met with him spanking me. "You trying to get me to finish fast?" he breathed dangerously into my ear. I giggled and slammed down my hips, but every now and then, I clenched my muscles. Those Kegel exercises I did just because were really being put into good use right now. He spanked me harder and harder. My wetness was starting to slide down my inner thighs.