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He runs his hands down my hips and squeezes my ass roughly. “Smart-ass. I need three minutes to get things set up. We’re a little early, so the staff hasn’t been up to do it for me like I planned.”
An unbidden smile breaks out on my face. “Go on.” I tilt my head and survey him. “I won’t turn into a pumpkin on you.”
He laughs as he presses a kiss to my cheek. “Fuck, I love you.”
When his back is turned, I silently scream into my hands. Helovesme. Jonathan Hanson lovesme.
And we’re finally going to have sex.
I rush into the bathroom, relieved to have a few minutes to wrap my head around his admission and to try to keep myself cool, calm, and collected.
Beneath my dress is a navy blue mesh corset Sophie helped me pick out on Newbury Street. Jay is going to lose his fucking mind when I walk out of the bathroom in heels, with the mask back in place, and my breasts spilling out of this corset.
I fix my hair, gargle with the travel-sized mouthwash I find on the counter and take a deep breath.
Jay isn’t in the living room when I make my way back out there, so I head straight to the bedroom. As I push open the door, I’m met with the most beautiful sight. Candles glow on both bedside tables and the bureau. And there are more vases of red roses scattered around the room.
His voice startles me. “You’re beautiful,” he rasps, like the words are hard to get out.
I turn to him and smile softly. He’s still in his pants and button-down, but it’s undone at the top. His jacket is gone, and his tie is missing.
“I love when you say that,” I admit.
He stalks toward me until he’s clasping my hips and his mouth is brushing against mine. “Say what?”
“You don’t say Ilookbeautiful; you say Iambeautiful. There’s a difference.”
He nods. “I’m aware. And you are.” He presses his lips to mine, bringing one hand to my cheek while his other holds me steady. “I could get lost staring at you, Kitten. I love all of your looks. The suits and dresses you wear to work, the fucking skirt you wore to the club with the suspenders, tonight’s dress, this—” he pauses and gulps as he angles back and takes in the corset—“fucking get-up.” Blue flames flashing in his eyes, he brings his focus back to my face. “But at all times, you’re beautiful. The most beautiful woman in the room, if you ask me.”
“You’re the only one I care to ask so…” I shrug.
His eyes soften. “Good.” He presses another kiss to my lips.“Only you, Kitten,” he reminds me of our promise.
“Only you,” I whisper back. The candles flicker around the room, and heat crackles between us. “I’m nervous,” I murmur, unable to hide a single thought from him.
Softly, he brushes a thumb against my lip. “Don’t be. We’ll go slow.”
The tension in my body wanes with his every word as lust coils tightly in my core. I blow out a breath and then bite for his lip.
He smiles as he pulls back. “Let me really see you, sweetheart.”
With three strides backward, his legs hit the edge of the mattress, and he plops down on the bed, his eyes never leaving mine.
I nibble my lip nervously. “What do you want me to do?”
With a hand in the air, he twirls his finger. “Spin for me.”
I giggle but do as he says. When I turn back to face him, he’s got a fist pressed to his mouth and he’s sinking his teeth into the flesh. “I don’t know how I got so damn lucky…”
I roll my eyes, though behind my mask, the gesture is lost.
He summons me with the crook of his finger. “C’mere, Kitten.”
I prowl toward him and eat up the way his eyes track my every movement. He reaches for my hand, pulling me between his legs and dropping his head to my stomach.
Taking in a calming breath, I rub my hands through his hair and watch him.
With a sigh, he tips his chin and rests it on my abdomen, studying me. “I really need to see you tonight. Take off the mask and let me make love to you.Please.”
