Page 46 of Knocked Up by Mr. Grump Lawyer

My eyes widened. My heart dropped. I stared at Robert with an open mouth. “Did he just say Jonie Fleur?” I asked incredulously. The name, of course, referred to a renowned ballad singer in the country. He’s actually one of my favorite performers of all time.

Robert grinned at me and nodded. “I wanted to make this very special for you. Actually, Raven gave me a list of your favorite singers. Luckily, Mr. Fleur was available tonight.”

“Oh. My. God.”

I felt a tingling sensation at the tip of my fingers. My heart started pumping even harder, just as Jonie Fleur appeared. He approached us and took my hand to kiss it. “Atty. Jefferson was right. You are indeed a very special and beautiful lady. Happy birthday! I hope you enjoy my songs.”

“Oh, I definitely will!” I exclaimed with disbelief.

He began singing while Robert and I enjoyed our meal under the twinkling stars.This is the best date I’ve ever had and the best birthday celebration I’ve ever experienced!

“Are you having fun?” Robert asked as we were eating the dessert.

“Are you crazy?” I answered with a laugh. “This is all so incredible! Unbelievable!”

He laughed.

“I must be dreaming,” I added, laughing with him.

He took my hand across the table and squeezed it. “You deserve it, Kayla. You and our baby deserve the very best.”

The way he said it melted my heart.

When the famous singer finished one set, he took his time to chat with us a little before saying goodbye. “I won’t bother you any longer,” he said in a friendly manner, chuckling. “I’m sure you’d love to have some privacy now.”

Robert shook his hand. “Thank you for entertaining us.”

“You were so amazing, as always!” I gushed as Jonie leaned forward to kiss me on the cheek.

“Thank you so much to both of you,” he answered. “It was a pleasure. Enjoy the rest of your evening.”

He left, leaving me in awe.

Robert was chuckling as he observed the expression on my face.

“He must have cost a fortune!” I said.

He shrugged. “It’s fine. I just wanted to make this extra special for you.”

“Thank you so, so much!” I exclaimed, leaning over and squeezing his hands.

Suddenly, I could feel his foot tracing a line on my inner thigh. I gasped as he used it to rub the top of my panties. I felt the wetness starting. My heart was beating like crazy.

With our eyes locked on each other and our hands holding across the table, I felt him press a bit harder and then begin stroking my sensitive area with his toe. As I fought to contain my yearning, a torrent of passion surged forth, mingling with the blissful sensations that were steadily intensifying.

“Robert…” I whispered, not knowing if I wanted him to go on or if I was saying his name to stop him.

“Yes?” he asked in a teasing tone.

“You’re… making it… difficult…” I whispered as I felt the erotic sensations racking my body. He was now circling the outside, pressing more and making me all wet and eager to be touched.

He leaned forward, not breaking our gaze. “Take it off,” he whispered. It was a command that I felt obliged to follow.

I pulled my hands away from him and brought them beneath the floor-length tablecloth where the lower half of my body was hidden. I pulled up the skirt of my dress and tugged on my underwear until it fell to the ground.

A flurry of erotic sensations went through my body. He gave me a lazy, sensual grin as he raised his foot again and fingered me with it.

I felt my body beginning to quiver as his foot went through the folds of my skin and buried itself in the now soggy area that seemed to wrap around his skin.

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