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Over an hour has passed when a knock comes at my door. It felt like an eternity. I should have known Robin wouldn’t come straight up. There would be people she would have wanted to say a last few words to at the end of the conference, and thinking Colin was waiting for her wouldn’t have pushed her any faster. She’d just landed one of the most lucrative clients the firm had ever seen. Her boss wasn’t exactly going to ruin the celebration by yelling at her for making him wait half an hour.
I walk to the door, my stomach swirling with excitement at the thought of her standing on the other side. I have seen her today, of course, but it has been too long since I have been able to touch her, to hold her in my arms. I don’t just need her. I crave her.
I pull the door open.
“Surprise,” I say with a grin. “Happy—”
She cuts me off by leaping into my arms and planting her mouth over mine. She wraps her arms around my waist and kisses me deeply, pressing her body against mine. I kiss her back, pushing my hands into her hair. I can taste her, smell the scent of her perfume and the saltiness of her skin. We kiss right there in the hallway for a long time. Finally, she pulls her mouth back from mine, her arms still around me.
“—Valentine’s Day,” I finish with a grin.
“I can’t believe you’re here,” she says, smiling up at me. “How long have you been … Wait. You were here all day, weren’t you? You were watching me. I knew it.”
She slaps me playfully on the arm.
“How could you tease me like that instead of marching me straight up here?”
“Oh, believe me, it tortured me as much as it did you.” I laugh.
I step out of her embrace and scoop her up into my arms. She laughs in delight.
“Mrs. Blake, would you do me the honor of being my Valentine?” I ask.
She laughs. “You’re so corny, but yes.”
“I’m not corny. I’m romantic.” I grin as I carry her into the suite and kick the door closed behind us.
She rolls her eyes, but she doesn’t argue with me. I carry her to the dining table and sit her on a chair. I pour us each a glass of champagne. I hand her one and raise my glass.
“To you, my love,” I say.
She shakes her head.
“No. To us.”
We clink our glasses and sip the champagne.
“Now who’s corny?” I grin.
She just shakes her head.
“I’m just going to go to the bathroom,” I say.
I walk away. I go to the master bedroom and pick up the black box. I switch Robin’s panties back on and switch them up a notch. I go back to the dining room.
“Oh, you liar,” she says.
I turn them up another notch.
“Sorry, did you say something?” I ask with fake innocence.
She opens her mouth and thinks better of it and closes it again. I go to the table and sit down beside her. I pick up a strawberry and dip it in my champagne. I hold it out to Robin. She bites it and chews.
“Delicious,” she says.
I feed her the rest of the strawberry. She feeds me one. The sweet taste and the bubbles light my mouth up, and I need to taste her. I lean across and kiss her. As we kiss, I turn her vibrations up another notch, and her breath catches. I nibble on her bottom lip.
I stand up and pull her to her feet and turn her around. I pull the zipper of her dress down and push it down her arms. I pull her back against me, her dress hanging around her waist. I kiss her shoulder and her neck. She rests the back of her head on my shoulder. I dip another strawberry in the champagne and hold it out to her. She bites it. As she’s chewing it, I unhook her bra and throw it to one side. I feed her the rest of the strawberry. I run my hands over her stomach and up to her breasts. I take one in each hand, kneading them. I pinch her nipples, and she moans. She swallows the strawberry, and I run my tongue down her neck as I work her nipples.
She reaches behind her and pushes her hand into my shorts, grasping my cock firmly. She begins to jerk me off. Her cool hand feels amazing on my burning skin, and I moan into her ear. She speeds up a little. I reach behind me and turn up her vibrations as I work on her nipples, one after the other, with my other hand.
When I know I’m reaching the point of no return, I gently pull her hand out of my shorts. I push her dress over her hips, and it falls to the floor. She kicks it away. I kiss her neck again, and then I move to stand in front of her. She’s wearing only the panties and a pair of high heels, and she looks fucking stunning. I want to devour her, to eat her, to touch every inch of her.
