The moment I said the words, his face changed and he looked ready to kill himself.
“Are you serious?” he asked and I nodded.
“Fuck!” he groaned, shaking his head. “Why didn’t you tell me? I would have made sure that it was more special. Hell, I wouldn’t have treated you like that.”
Quickly, I shook my head and said, “I loved that.”
His eyes widened at my words and I smiled before continuing, “I loved that. It was rough and sexy and just amazing. I’d prefer a rough and nasty fuck over a gentle one any day.”
He still didn’t look convinced, so I sighed and continued, “but, if you truly want to make it up to me,” I paused and smiled wickedly at him, “you can always show me how you would have fucked me if you’d known.”
At my words, a smile crossed his face and he kissed me before saying, “I knew that you were a special one. Right from the moment I saw you.”
“And I knew I wanted you right from the moment I saw you,” I replied, causing him to chuckle.
“What?” I asked and he shook his head.
“If I’d known, this would have happened much sooner,” he replied, giving me a wink.
With that, he picked me up and carried me towards the bedroom, where we proceeded to fuck and fuck and fuck, while the documents sat on the table, completely forgotten.