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Harper took her hand and helped her sit up. Her sweater was already falling off her shoulder, he merely helped it along. As much as he wanted to strip her and fuck her until they were both satisfied, he also wanted her to know that this was more than just a lunch quickie. She mattered to him.
He bent his head, kissing the top of her shoulder and down her arm as the gauzy garment slid off her. Robin sighed and turned her head, pressing her lips to his temple.
Then it was her turn to push his shirt up his stomach. He straightened, and she leaned in, running her lips and tongue over his skin.
This, being touched by her, it was different. He didn’t know how to explain it and he wasn’t sure he wanted to. Not yet at least. Not until he knew how this job would end.
Harper pulled his shirt up over his head while Robin stroked her hands up over his chest.
Robin looked up at him, her mouth almost brushing his sternum. “Promise me one thing?”
The word anything was on his tongue, but he held it in.
“When we’re in Florida, I get to tell you what to do once.”
His gaze narrowed. “Hm, I don’t know about that…”
She splayed her hands against his sides and slowly inched them down to his hips. “You’ll enjoy it.”
“I enjoy everything when I’m with you.”
“Then why not agree?”
“Okay,” he said.
How could he deny her a request like that?
She grinned, and he knew he was completely hers. Whatever it took to keep her smiling like that, he wanted to do it.
Robin reached for his belt, but he caught her hand first.
“I am trying very hard to be a gentleman here,” he whispered.
One side of her mouth hitched up. “I never asked you to be a gentleman.”
He leaned down and allowed his hands to slid up her legs again. “In that case, I want these.”
Harper grabbed her panties and pulled. Robin’s eyes widened, but she didn’t protest as he drew the black lace off her and down her legs. He crawled off the bed, shoving her panties in his pocket. They wouldn’t lose this pair. He’d be keeping them.
Robin lost no time shifting onto her knees. She bit her lower lip and reached down, grabbing handfuls of her skirt, then pulled the dress up and over her head.
His mouth dried up. The gray knit fabric few off the edge of the bed leaving Robin wearing a bra made of sheer lace.
Harper reached down and grasped his dick through his jeans in an effort to calm himself.
“Damn, princess. You’re fucking amazing, you know that?”
Her smile widened.
She seemed rather proud of herself, which just made him want her more.
Robin crooked a finger. “Come here. We don’t have all day.”
Harper didn’t need to be told twice. He undid his belt and jeans, letting both fall to the floor. He kicked off his shoes and shoved his underwear down. Then he was on her, pressing her back against the bed. Her legs wound around him.
He slid his fingers along the lace cup of her bra to the center before lifting her breast out of the cup.
He fucking loved all these less structured garments women wore to contain their breasts. Most of them did a fantastic job of framing and plumping boobs at just the right spot. He licked one nipple as he freed the other, all while Robin whimpered and tightened her hold on his hips.
