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“I have my ways,” he grinned, before kissing me again.

“No, I’m serious,” I said, stepping back as I looked around. “How did you do this?”

“I called KO and asked for help,” he shrugged. “She had some of her friends come in and decorate after you left to come pick me up.”

“Ah ha, you have helpers,” I smiled, as the mystery was solved.

“I bought the flowers and wrapped the gift,” he said a little defensively. “They just hung the lights. Notice there is no fire in this setup.”

“What?” I said, before realizing he was teasing. I lightly slapped his arm as I laughed, “You’re mean.”

“Well, I figured you, fire, and holidays are never a good mix,” he grinned, as he pulled me to the couch and sat down. I joined him as he handed me the shiny box.

“This is beautiful,” I said, turning it over and admiring his handiwork. “You did a nice job, but you really didn’t have to.”

“I know I didn’t,” he leaned over and whispered, before kissing my cheek. “But I wanted to.”

I carefully unwrapped the package, and inside found a beautiful cashmere scarf and matching gloves in a gorgeous shade of cornflower blue. I wound the scarf around my neck and pulled on the gloves, marveling at the softness.

“Oh Blake, these are beautiful,” I sighed, as I reached out and stroked his cheek with a cashmere-covered hand.

“Mmmm, soft. Just like you,” he said, as he leaned in and closed

his eyes. “I thought the color matched your eyes perfectly.”

“You’re so sweet,” I said, replacing my glove with my lips.

“How sweet?” he asked, as he opened his eyes and turned to face me. He raised one hand and gently trailed the tips of his fingers down my cheek.

“Very sweet,” I sighed, as I leaned into his caress, and then sighed as he took my face in his hands and bent down to kiss me. A wave of pure desire swept through my body as I felt his lips on mine, and I quickly pulled off the gloves and tossed them on the table.

“Emily…” Blake whispered into my lips. “I need you.”

“Yes,” I whispered back, as I opened my eyes and looked into his. “I need you, too.”

He quickly stood up and scooped me up into his arms in one swift motion. When I opened my mouth to protest, he silenced me with another long kiss as he walked toward the bedroom, where he gently sat me down on the bed and knelt between my legs as he began to remove my clothes.

He slowly pulled my sweater over my head, stopping for a moment to lean forward and run his lips across the tops of my breasts, making me shiver. Tossing my sweater aside, he reached around and unhooked my bra with one hand.

“You’re quite an expert at that, Mr. Gaston,” I smiled.

“Beginner’s luck,” he grinned. I chuckled softly as I shook my head and reached out to unbutton his shirt. Blake shook his head and said, “Nope, it’s my turn now.”

He stood up and lifted me so that he could shift me onto the bed and lower me onto the pillows. Again, he kissed me as he slowly ran one hand down the length of my torso and back up to lazily circle one already-hard nipple. The teasing was agonizingly exquisite, and I sighed as I gave in and let him take his time.

Blake bent forward and kissed his way along my jawline before running his tongue down the side of my neck. I could feel the line of fire he’d created crackling down between my legs as he covered one of my nipples with his mouth and began alternating between flicking it with his tongue and sucking it with his lips. A soft moan escaped my lips as he bathed the hardened nub with his tongue before moving to the other one.

“Oh God, Blake….” I moaned, as he moved back and forth between them, licking and sucking until the pleasure was almost more than I could bear.

I felt his hand moving down my stomach until he could unbutton and unzip my jeans. He sat up long enough to peel the denim fabric off my body, and then he sat looking down at me for a long time.

“What are you doing?” I asked, as he gently stroked my thighs, but made no move to go any higher.

“I’m drinking you in,” he said, sweeping down my body with a glance. “You’re so beautiful, and I want to fix this moment in my memory.”

“Blake…” I moaned, as he slipped his hand between my thighs and spread them. With his thumb, he traced a path on the thin fabric of my panties from top to bottom until they were soaked with my wetness. I writhed under his caresses, pushing my hips up against his hand, but he pulled back before I could find any relief in his large, solid hand.

“Mmmm, yes,” he murmured, as he leaned forward and kissed me again. This time, he slid his tongue along my lips until I parted them and let my tongue find his. Without leaving the kiss, he pulled his hand from between my legs and quickly shed his own clothing. Before I knew it, he had looped his thumbs in the side of my panties and pulled them down around my ankles as he buried his face between my legs.

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