I stared at myself in the mirror, sighing as I once again attempted to fix my tight curls.
I wet my fingers under the tap and used the water to bump some of the ends. Frustrated as a continued to do nothing to my deflated hair.
Finally with a defeated sigh I gave up, I was too tired for this.
When I had agreed to this date night I had agreed post seven hour shift. Work had kicked my ass and I was exhausted, but I owed it to Max. I came home late every day for the past two weeks. We barely spoke, barely hung out and worst of all hadn't fucked. The last one has really been driving me crazy. It's had been a week and a half and I had no one to blame but myself.
Anyway, put on a smile, you love Max and frankly he deserves this I snapped to my reflection. I let out a frustrated huff, when was my caffeine pill gonna kick in.
I exited the bathroom, suddenly conscious of how long I'd been in there.
As I walked out to the table I suddenly became very aware of every sound, smell and sight around me. Every sense seemed to dial up to a hundred. But not in a bad panicky way, I could suddenly feel everything around me. It was, nice?
I also became hyperaware of the fact that I wasn't sure if I knew how to walk anymore. My legs began feeling like jelly. I didn't fall but I did stop for a moment and hold onto a wall to catch my breath.
I took a few deep and grounding breaths, and my senses returned to somewhat normal. I used the moments of clarity to walk back to my table.
Max looked up at me with a quizzical expression, his large brown eyes, looking concerned under is thick brows. My breath caught in my throat.
"Hey baby, you okay?" He asked as I sat down, "You were gone a while"
"Yeah, just feeling a little light headed that's all, I'm all goood now" I smiled, doing my best to convince him. The look on his face indicated he didn't believe me.
He reached across the table a placed his large hand on mine, prompting me to look up at him.
"Listen you've had a long day, let's go back to yours and just go to sleep, we can take the food to go" he spoke gently his voice low against the background music.
I felt a twinge between my legs as I watched him speak. A deep a caring look in his eyes.
Maybe it was how attentive he was being or how in that moment he had read me like a book. I suddenly felt very bare in front of him.
"Sorry," I explained looking away, "I know I owed you a date night, and I've been so busy with work, we've barely..."
"Hey" he interjected, "You've had a lot going on at work, it's okay. Has it been a little hard? Yes, but don't beat yourself up."
I looked at him again, another twinge shooting down between my legs, this time it stayed. There was so much love in his eyes, it was making the heat in my legs grow.
"Thank you," I whispered, my voice coming out lower than expected.
Unfortunately our waitress walked by at that exact moment.
He let go of my hand, making me feel a little cold honestly.
As if to make up for it, Max turned to talk to our waitress, his shirt rose a little at the waist revealing part of his tattooed abdomen.
It was a black tiger that wrapped up round his waist, it was quite large and more importantly very very sexy. Suddenly I was
I crossed my legs a little tighter, catching a moan in my throat.
Fucking hell, what is going on with me?!
I felt hot and flushed, the tiredness had evaporated from my bones and been replaced with a need.
Max also seemed to catch onto my weird behaviour.
"You okay? You're very silent," He enquired, raising a brow.
"Umm I don't even know, I took this caffeine pill earlier and it's making me feel weird," I choked out, using everything in my not to moan.
"Oh baby are you okay? What are your symptoms?" Max asked a worried look etched in his brow, as he reached over to touch my hand across the table again.
This once again sent a pulse to my clit, my hips moved to grind against my panties. As I prepared to reply, the waitress came over with our food in to go boxes and Max paid the bill.
Before I knew it we were walking out the restaurant and to the car, the cold air felt good on my hot face, and my boobs.
My nipples hardened as Max guided me to his car, his arm around my waist.
"We'll be home soon bby." He opened his car and I climbed in.
"So you were telling me the symptoms," Max continued the conversation from earlier, clipping on his seatbelt.
"U-umm" I stuttered unable to find the words, but then thought fuck it, "I'm really light headed but not in a naesous way but a floaty way, and yeah I'm really really horny, and really really wet"
Max's eyes widened. He looked at me and then down at my hardened nipples.
"Oh" was all that left his lips.
