Page 127 of No Such Thing as Serendipity
“You know it is for me.” I ran my hand over her forehead, sweeping her hair back from her face. “I want you in the worst—or is it the best?—way.” I grinned. “Either way, I have to ask, are you sure? You said we wouldn’t do this.”
“I know.” She averted her gaze and looked over my shoulder. “I don’t know what I’m doing. I’m not good at one-night stands.”
I stroked her cheek and drew her gaze back to me. The fear in her eyes was palpable, so I weighed my response. Did I try to talk her out of her fears or break the tension? I smirked. “Good thing this is a three-week-stand then.”
I knew I’d chosen right when Robyn laughed and the twinkle returned to her eyes. “How do you always know what to say?”
“I don’t, but for you, I want to get it right.”
She stepped toward me and looked into my eyes before our lips met. The kiss held the same sweetness that I’d come to expect. I wrapped my arms around her and drew her body against mine. Desire coursed through me as she pressed into me, but I refused to rush.
We stood in the living room and kissed for several minutes. We were both breathless when Robyn broke the kiss.
“Shall we?” Robyn asked and motioned toward the bedroom.
I glanced down at Millie, who lay sacked out on her bed with her legs splayed out behind her.
“She’ll be out for a while.” Robyn put her finger against her lips. “We’ll be quiet and shut the door.”
“If she wakes up, won’t she claw at it?”
Robyn smiled. “With all her bad habits, it’s the one thing she doesn’t do. She might whimper a bit, but I think we’ll be too distracted to notice.”
I took Robyn’s hand. “Lead the way.”
When we entered the bedroom, I smiled at the flickering candles and the soft music playing. Robyn knew how to set the mood, although I needed nothing other than her.
I glanced around the room, and my heart raced. We were alone. We were doing this.
“Hey, what’s that look for?” Robyn asked.
With any other woman, we’d already be undressed. But with Robyn, I didn’t want to race to the payoff. I wanted to enjoy the journey.
“You’re beautiful. Amazing. And I’ve never wanted to make…”Fuck.I’d almost said make love. This experience felt different, but we were far from love. “Uh...I’ve never wanted totakemytime like I do with you. I want to explore every inch of your body.”
Robyn grinned. “I want the same, but you’re wearing too many clothes.”
I glanced down at my shirt in horror. Here she was in the sexiest lingerie I’d ever seen, and I was wearing shorts and a T-shirt. “Um, sorry. I mean, I wish I had on something better.”
Robyn’s eyes twinkled. “Trust me. I haven’t been able to keep my eyes off you all night.” She ran her hand down the lace on the side of her corset. “Why do you think I put this on?”
“Really?”
“Really!” She moved toward me. “But, perhaps, we can get you down to your bra and panties, so we’re in an equal state of undress.”
I reached for the button on my shorts but stopped. “Do you want me to do this, or would you like to?”
Robyn’s eyes blazed. “If you don’t mind, I’d like to.”
“Be my guest.” I pulled my hands away from my shorts and held my arms out from my body.
She closed the distance between us, but before she reached for my shorts, she brought her lips to mine. We kissed for several minutes before she took a half step back. She lifted the bottom of my shirt, and her fingers brushed across my bare stomach.
I shuddered, so she ran her fingers back over my stomach before sliding her thumbs under my waistband and unbuttoned my shorts. Slowly, she pulled the zipper down as she did. Her hand brushed against my mound.
I had to remind myself to continue to breathe. Her eyes gleamed as she pulled my shorts down my hips. As she kneeled in front of me so she could remove my shorts, her face was at waist level. She looked up at me with a mischievous glint in her eyes and let out a long exhale. I felt her hot breath through the fabric of my panties, and I squirmed at the sensation.
As she stood, she placed her hands on my hips and ran them inside my shirt. I lifted my arms over my head so she could pull it off. I stood in front of her in my bra and underwear. Glancing down, I breathed a sigh of relief when I noted I’d worn matching undergarments.
