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I still have my eyes closed as I slide my hand across the ridiculously soft sheets, but I don’t bump into an arm so I do one more closed-eye roll. Still, I don’t come up against a body barricade, so I crack a lid and discover I’m very much alone.
Maybe Griffin’s in the bathroom. I snuggle into his pillow, breathing in the scent of his shampoo and his aftershave. I must fall back asleep because the next thing I know, I’m being woken up with kisses—between my thighs.
Two orgasms later, Griffin prowls up my body, fits himself between my legs, and enters me on a slow stroke. We both groan—quietly since the windows are open. When his hips meet mine, he props himself up on his forearms so he’s basically sex-planking. My boyfriend is in excellent shape. “Happy birthday, baby.”
“Birthday orgasms are the best,” I mumble, still riding the high of the last one as he starts to move over me.
He nuzzles my neck. “Maybe I should give you one for every year you’ve been alive.”
“That’s a lofty goal, Mr. Mills, and as fun as it sounds, I’m not sure blowing off your entire family all day for twenty-five orgasms is going to fly.”
“Doesn’t mean I can’t try.”
Twenty-five minutes later he’s achieved twenty percent of his goal, and I’m a limp noodle. We follow it up with breakfast in bed.
“I have big plans for you today.” Griffin moves the breakfast tray aside and straddles my lap.
“What kind of plans?” He’s holding something behind his back.
“The secret fun kind.” He produces a silk scarf
“What’re you planning to do with that?”
“Blindfold you.” He grips it between his hands and lifts it toward my face.
I put a palm on his chest. “Hold on a second, are you planning some kinky sex game?”
Griffin’s smile widens. “And if I were?”
I consider that for a moment. Griffin’s a fun bed partner. He loves foreplay and apparently getting frisky in supply closets is a thing for him since it’s happened a bunch of times in a variety of different hotels. And at the office. He also gets a kick out of giving me orgasms in oddly public places—never at the risk of getting caught, but public enough that I have to remember to keep quiet.
Blindfolds are outside of the ordinary, though. “Uhhh . . .”
He dips down to kiss the end of my nose. “Don’t worry, Cosy. I won’t do anything you won’t love.”
I shrug. “Blindfold away, then.”
Griffin covers my eyes and makes sure the blindfold is secure and I can’t see anything. “Okay. I’ll be right back.”
“Wait. What? Where are you going?”
He’s already off the bed. “Give me a minute, and no peeking.”
After what seems like a long time and a lot of rustling in the other room, I yell out, “If you keep me waiting much longer, I’m peeking!”
He doesn’t respond this time, but a few seconds later his fingers graze the back of my hand. “Come on. I have something for you.”
I let him help me off the bed, and he covers me in a bathrobe. It’s one of my short, silk ones. His fingers brush along my collarbone and trail up the side of my neck as he sweeps my hair over my shoulders. Then they tickle my stomach as he pulls the two sides together and ties it at my waist. Every touch is magnified, and my nipples peak with the heightened sensation. Maybe this blindfold thing isn’t so bad.
Griffin leads me down the hall, the floor cool under my feet, his thumb sweeping along my knuckles. “Where are we going?”
It can’t be far since I’m in a robe and last I checked, he was wearing boxers.
“You’ll see.” I try to envision the space as we move through it. “Have a seat.” He helps me navigate my butt into a chair. Based on the fabric under my legs, I’m seated at the dining table. Anticipation makes my heart beat faster. He pushes the chair forward, and his lips skim the shell of my ear. “Give me your hands.”
I raise them, and he kisses my knuckles before guiding them in front of me and running them over the surface of the table. “Is this paper?”
“It’s a map.”
I grin. “Are we taking a road trip?”
He smoothes his palms down the side of my neck, fingertips skimming my collarbones. “Mmm. I thought it might be fun for you to pick a spot so we can see where the road is going to take us.”
“I thought we had to be back in the US in two weeks.”
“I might be able to extend our vacation by a couple of weeks since I have an in with my boss.”
“That’s lucky, isn’t it?”
“Mmm.” His lips brush along the column of my neck until they reach my ear. “Very lucky. Now let’s see where our next adventure takes us.”
