Two days later, I stopped my dad while Nathan was in the shower. I rubbed the back of my neck.
"Hey, I need a favor," I said and he nodded. "Nathan and I... we want to go on a date but... well, we can't leave the hotel to do that," I explained, my voice dropping to a whisper just in case. "Do you think tonight you could...?"
"Make myself scarce?" he finished with a smile and I blushed. "Sure, sweetheart. I haven't seen Earl and Paps in a while so we'll grab drinks. Just text me when you're ready for me to come back."
I hugged him. "Thanks."
"Of course," he said. "What time do you need me to boogie?" he asked as Nathan came out.
"Um.... He's agreed to give us some time tonight," I whispered to Nathan. "What time do you want to have dinner?"
He pursed his lips. "Six?"
"Six it is," my dad said cheerfully and got his phone out. "I'll order pizza for 'us' and then grab some drinks with the boys."
"Thanks," we said in unison and he winked.
"How'd it go?" Nathan asked, putting his dirty clothes in the hamper we bought.
"Good," I said, making sure the curtains were closed all the way. "He was a good sport about it. He hasn't seen his friend in a while so it's good for him, too." I shook my head wearily. "He works too much, Nathan," I sighed and he wrapped his arms around me from behind.
He kissed my neck. "That will change soon," he said as I leaned back into him, closing my eyes. "You'll see."
"I hope you're right," I said. "I really do."
Around 5:45, the door opened and my dad walked in with pizza. We offered some to him but he waved it away.
"I'm off to drink with the boys. You guys have fun."
"You, too," we said in unison.
When the door was shut, Nathan locked it and rolled up a towel, sticking it at the crack on the floor. We had tested it earlier and it worked well for the hallway. The people staying in the room behind the beds were planning a party today. They invited us but we politely declined. The other side was a family on vacation and they were going to our neighbor's party.
While I got the pizza on plates, Nathan scrolled through the rentals on the TV. I wasn't paying much attention to what he was renting. I put the pizza on the pillows then got on the bed behind him, wrapping my arms around his shoulders.
"So?" I asked, kissing his shoulder. "What're we going to watch?"
"The Conjuring," he said and I squeaked. "What?"
"I'm awful with horror movies," I whispered but he had already turned the lamp off.
He put his arm around me. "I'll keep you safe," he whispered, kissing my ear which made me shiver but he didn't seem to notice.
About ten minutes into the movie, I had my fill of pizza and I snuggled close to him, gripping the blankets. I bit my lower lip as the little girl walked down the stairs, moving as close to Nathan as I could. We both yelled in shock as the spirit and the doll turned to look at the little girl.
As the credits rolled, we looked at the TV then each other and started laughing.
"Oh my God!" I breathed.
"That was awesome," he laughed, turning the TV off.
"Yeah but it scared the shit out of me," I agreed, putting a hand on my heart. "Holy shit my heart is still beating like a drum. I think I'm having a heart attack."
He snorted. "Don't be a drama queen."
I stuck my tongue out at him. "It hurts," I whined.
"Aw. Does Willow want me to kiss it and make it better?" he teased.
"Maybe," I pouted and he leaned in to kiss me.
I sighed happily, wrapping my arms around his neck. He parted my lips and teeth and I kissed him back. It was slow at first and he slid us down so that our heads were on the pillows. I twirled my finger in his hair as he pushed me onto my back, his hand going under my shirt. I shivered as his fingers brushed the skin just under my breast.
His other hand was working on the clasp of my bra and my heart started to beat faster. Suddenly, he groaned.
"What the hell?" he panted. "Did you staple this bra shut?"
I laughed breathlessly. "It would help if you used both hands."
He kissed me a couple times. "That takes the fun of teasing you away," he said in my ear but lifted my shirt off.
He sucked gently on my neck and managed to unclasp my bra finally. I blushed but he didn't notice as he tossed it to the floor. He kissed down to my breasts and I shut my eyes with a sigh of pleasure.
"How long has it been?" he whispered, one hand sliding down to my pants.
"What?" I panted, focused on the other one that was running up and down my side.
"Since you were touched," he murmured in my ear, kissing it. "How long?"
"Too long," I groaned as his fingers lingered at the waist band of my pajama pants.
His hand rubbed my breast slowly and the other slid under my pants. I gasped and ran my hand into his hair as he slid a finger into me. I arched my back and he groaned in desire, pulling his shirt off and tugging at my pajama pants.
"Do you have a condom?" I stammered and felt him nod as he kissed my belly button.
"Only if you're sure," he breathed, coming back up to kiss my lips.
"I'm very sure," I said and bit gently on his ear.
"Holy shit," he groaned and I felt his arousal. "How'd you know?"
I giggled. "Is that your tender spot, Nathaniel?"
He just groaned again as I licked his ear. He dug around in his pocket then pushed his pants off completely. While I continued to kiss and lick his ear, I heard him open the condom wrapper and braced myself. He crashed his lips to mine and gently spread my legs.
He buried his face in my neck as he thrust, trying to muffle his moans the best he could. I kept my mouth clamped shut, my eyes squeezed shut in pleasure. I wrapped my legs around his waist, moving with him which made him moan loudly. He moved in deeper and I arched my back, running my nails down his back.
"Faster," I panted and he bit down gently on my neck before obliging.
I continued to do my best in keeping my moans quiet as the party began behind us. The pleasure he was bringing me was making it hard to contain, though. He put one of his hands over my mouth and I allowed my moans to escape how they wanted. While thrust into me, he kissed my breasts and bit down on them, earning a high pitched whimper of pleasure.
"I'm coming," I groaned through his hand and he pushed harder.
My eyes rolled into the back of my head as I tightened around him, doing my best not to scream. When my body finally relaxed, he pushed hard, grunting with each thrust. When he came, he rested his head on my shoulder.
We were both sweating and breathing heavily. He kissed me deeply, his hand in my hair.
"Take a shower with me," he panted. "I don't want your dad to know."
"Gladly," I whispered.