I Have Your Back

"I'm sorry for scaring you," I spoke softly as Claude's arms were wrapped around my body loosely.

"Don't be baby, it wasn't your fault." his voice was so warm and comforting. My eyes fell closed, I felt safe in his arms.

"She's coming over again tomorrow. Danny said she's spending the night," the words formed on my lips and I hated saying them.

"What are you gonna do?" I shrugged in Claude's arms. "Do you... do you wanna spend the night at my apartment?" his voice was so quiet that I didn't know if I had actually heard him or not. A few seconds had past before I felt his lips against my neck. I hummed as he kissed my neck. "Is that a yes, baby?" a smile came onto my lips as he said that.

"It's definitely a yes," I turned my face towards him and my hands went to the sides of his. I bit my lip and smiled at him before kissing him softly.

***

"What did Danny tell you before you got in the car?" I asked as I put the pasta that Claude and I made into my mouth.

"He said to be careful, not to hurt you or he was going to kick my ass, and not to get you pregnant." he said a little smirk on his lips. I giggled as a blush attached itself to my cheeks. "We don't have to, I mean unless you want to." he stuttered out, blushing slightly and stared at his plate.

"Who said I didn't want to...?" I asked confused. I wasn't a virgin by any means and just because I was abused in a past relationship didn't mean I didn't want to have sex with my new boyfriend. Wait; my sexy as fuck boyfriend.

"Danny," his voice was quiet. I placed my fork on the table and walked over to where Claude was sitting across from me. He wasn't siting really close to the table, which worked to my advantage. I straddled his waist and grazed his lips. His hands were glued to my waist like I was going to run away. I pulled away from his lips slightly and smirked as a groan left his lips. "Baby, why are you doing this to me?" he muttered. I giggled and let my hand fall down to where there was a growing, prominent, bulge in his pants.

My fingers moved across his growing erection then got off his lap. I glanced back at him as I walked away. There was a confused look etched onto his face and it made me laugh.

"Come upstairs in a few minutes, okay baby?" I smiled over my shoulder. I don't really know what got into me, but something did. And I loved it. I swayed my hips more than usual as I walked to the stairs, and once I hit the first step: I ran. By the time I was in his room, I was down to nothing and I was digging in my bag for my lace v-string and matching bra.

I stood in front of the mirror and heard his foot steps on the stairs. My hands quickly took my hair out of my bun and let my wavy brunette hair cascading down my back. I quickly shook it out before I heard Claude open the door.

"Baby..." his voice was husky as I turned around and saw him standing in front of me clearly admiring how I looked. I giggled and bit my lip. I watched as Claude took off his shirt and walked towards me. His hands went to my waist as his lips went to mine. This kiss is different from every other kiss we had. It had lust and hunger and want and need in it. His hands roamed my body as our tongues fought for dominance.

Claude lifted me up and carried me to his bed. He laid me down and began kissing my neck. His hands went to the back of my bra and took it off with ease. He smirked at me as he saw the tattoo that my bra hide. His lips danced across it.

"Italian?" he asked softly as he traced the words sempre bello.

"Always beautiful," I translated.

"The tattoo fits you babe," he kissed it once more before making a trail to the top of my thong.