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“I can afford it, and you deserve the best, sweetheart, and that is what I intend on giving you from now on,” he replied, pulling me into his lap before whispering suggestively in my ear, “And you can always show me your appreciation later.”
I laughed. Oh, I would definitely be showing Ash my appreciation. He certainly deserved it.
“Come on, time for dessert!” he said, swatting my backside and tugging me back towards our suite, grinning mischievously.
Inside, the staff had obviously been hard at work. A large area of the floor was covered in a plush-looking red rug over what appeared to be a red plastic sheet. At the edges, there were a couple of ice buckets filled with champagne and what looked like cans of skooshy cream. What?
There was also a very large cream cake sitting on a paper plate smack in the middle of the sheet.
Oh my gosh, was this what I thought it was?
“Strip,” he said, already quickly divesting himself of his own clothes.
Oh, hell yeah! My inner devil shouted as I started tearing off my dress. When we were fully naked, Ash pulled me onto the sheet with a completely wicked grin on his face. He leaned into one of the ice buckets and pulled out yet another box, a smaller one this time, before bending down on one knee and holding out the box to me. Oh, dear sweet Jesus! My heart was pounding!
“Sweetheart, I have been in love with you since our first kiss. Will you marry me?”
“Yes!” I cried without any hesitation.
I leapt straight into his arms as he stood up, almost knocking us both over.
Only just keeping his balance, he held me as I clung to him and kissed him all over his face, repeating, “Yes, yes, yes,” over and over again like a mad woman.
He gently set me down and opened the box. It was a gorgeous engagement ring, exactly like my necklace and earrings set.
“Now you have the whole set,” he said, putting it on my finger.
“It’s so beautiful, I love it!” I kissed him again.
As I held my hand up to admire it, something wet and sticky hit me in the face. I spluttered in shock.
“Ha, there she is, my Little Miss Hot Mess!” Ash cried, doubling over with laughter as bits of cake dripped down my face and chest in a sticky, clumpy mess.
“Pig!” I exclaimed, laughing back as I picked off some of the cake and rubbed it all over his cheeks.
He laughed again and grabbed me, pulling me to him and giving me a long, passionate kiss. When we finally broke apart, we said, “Sweet! I knew you would be!” And we both burst into fits of laughter.
We spent quite a while after that rolling around on the sheet, alternating between spreading cake, or skooshy cream, over each other’s bodies and kissing and licking it back off again. I was so hot and horny by the end of that, not to mention sticky, that I decided we needed to clean up. With a wicked grin, I shook up a bottle of champagne, popped the cork, and sprayed it all over Ash, effectively rinsing the mess from him and shocking him in the process.
“Ha, cleaned you up,” I laughed.
“You little madam!” he cried, lunging for me before taking me down to the ground and trapping me under him.
“We’ll get clean later; I’m going to get you even more messy first,” he growled, his voice so thick with lust that I could barely make out the English words in his Russian accent.
“You have a nickname for me, but I have one for you too,” I told him shyly.
He raised his eyebrows.
“Oh yes, what is that, my Little Miss Hot Mess?”
“Mr Sexy Voice,” I said, biting my lip. “I love your voice, especially when your accent gets thicker or when you speak in Russian.”
He smirked.
“Oh, I know,” he whispered in my ear, making me shiver before kissing my neck and murmuring what I recognised to be endearments in Russian.
I was so hot for him, listening to his accent and feeling his lips making their way across my body that if I had panties on, they would have melted off. Geez, this man was my everything, and I couldn’t wait to marry him.
