Page 49 of No Such Thing as Serendipity

We’d agreed not to touch each other until we’d taken Millie for her walk, which was pure torture.

Made worse by Millie’s lackadaisical urge to check out every patch of grass before she chose the perfect location to squat.

After tearing into the grass to cover her offering, she trotted farther away from Robyn’s apartment.

“You’re killing me, Millie,” I said to her.

Millie just sniffed the ground and kept moving forward, oblivious to my suffering.

I glanced back at the lighted window of Robyn’s apartment, imagining her changing into something more comfortable.

We’d divided the labor, with me taking Millie out, while she tidied up the bedroom.

Having seen her apartment, I doubted there was much to do, but her comfort was important, so I hadn’t argued.

After Millie had dragged me another two blocks, I decided it was time to put my foot down. “Okay, Millie, enough. Finish up your business so we can go back home.”

Millie snorted at the ground.

I stifled a laugh. “And don’t talk back.”

She looked up at me with her big brown eyes.

“Fine. I’ll give you a treat.”

Her ears perked up, and she pranced around the sidewalk. Taking advantage of her enthusiasm, I jogged back with Millie on my heels.

When we entered the apartment, Robyn called from the bedroom. “Where have you two been?”

“Where’s her treats?” I called back.

Robyn laughed. “Apparently, the little scammer took you for a walk, not the other way around. They’re in the little paw print cookie jar next to the microwave.”

I dug out a treat and gave it to Millie. She gulped it in one bite and then looked up at me expectantly.

“If I give you one more, do you promise to give me and your mom some privacy?”

Interpreting her innocent look as a yes , I tossed her another treat, which she ate as quickly as the first. I walked over to her bed and patted it.

She stared at me, so I got down on the floor and put my head on her bed, hoping to entice her.

Her tongue hung out of her mouth, giving the impression she was laughing at me.

I probably looked comical with my ass in the air and my head in her bed. Of course, that was when Robyn entered the room.

“What are you doing?” Robyn asked from behind me. “Nice view, by the way.”

I looked at her over my shoulder, ready to admit my embarrassment, but all thoughts left my head.

“Jesus.” I leaped to my feet. I stared at her, likely with my mouth open.

She wore black corset lingerie. The off-the-shoulder straps left Robyn’s collarbones exposed.

Shit. I never realized collarbones could be so sensuous.

The straps connected to a leather bodice in front that lifted Robyn’s ample breasts.

Crisscrossed laces connected the two pieces of leather.

A hint of cleavage peeked out between the laces.

A delicate patterned lace extended from the leather around Robyn’s sides and down the curve of her hip.

The sheer lace skirt was jagged and ended just below her black lace panties.

“Too much?” Robyn asked.

“Jesus,” I said again. Fuck. I needed to do better than that. “Wow. I’m...just wow.”

Robyn grinned. “Do you like it?”

I must have looked like an idiot as my head bobbed up and down. “You’re breathtaking,” I said, finally sounding coherent.

“I bought it ages ago but never wore it.”

“Why not?” I took a step toward Robyn, trying to keep my eyes on her face, even though her body was taunting me.

“I bought it for a special occasion.” Her neck and chest reddened.

I took her hand in mine, still gazing into her eyes. “So is this a special occasion?” I hoped she heard the hopeful note in my voice.

“You tell me,” she responded.

“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 to take my time 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.

Robyn stepped back and let her eyes travel the length of my body. “Damn. I mean...wow.”

Happy that she was as tongue tied as I’d been, I smiled. “Now what?”

Robyn held up a finger. “Give me a second. I want to take it all in.”

I brought my hand to my chin and narrowed my eyes as I looked at her. “Yeah, I’m enjoying my view, too.”

After a few beats, she held out her hand. I took it without a word, and she led me to her bed. An ultra-soft burgundy blanket covered the bed.

“Under or on top?” Robyn asked.

It took me a second to understand she wasn’t asking me if I was a top or bottom. “If you don’t mind, I’d like to stay on top. I want to see all of you.”

She smirked. “Good answer.”

I motioned for her to go first. Never letting go of my hand, she sat and pulled her legs onto the bed. I couldn’t help myself, so I ran my other hand down her smooth thigh to her knee and then back up again. I stopped at the hem of her outfit, even though I wanted to move my hand higher.

“Get up here,” she said.

I rolled onto the bed and pulled her against me. Now with most of my clothing removed, our skin touched, sending pulses through my body. She was so soft and warm. And smelled so damned good. A heady mixture of campfire, outdoors, and a slight hint of sandalwood.

Our lips met. As we kissed, I ran my hand down her thigh and caressed her hip, while she ran her fingers along the soft side of my arm. Her feathery touch teased all my nerve endings.

I moved my lips along her jawline, as I’d done earlier in the woods, but this time, I took a detour, giving her collarbone attention before moving to her exposed neck. As I kissed her neck, she squirmed and moaned, pulling me tighter against her.

“Sensitive neck,” I said, letting my hot breath hit the spot I’d been kissing.

“Uh-huh.” Her desire-filled voice only made me hotter.

I spent several more minutes exploring her neck, noting where the sensitive areas were, so I could return to them.

When I pulled away and met Robyn’s gaze, her eyes were glassy. “I want to touch every part of you. It might take a while.”

Robyn let out a slight whimper. “Damn, Blake. I can’t remember wanting someone as much as I want you right now. But I want to relish this as long as I can, too.” She took a deep breath. “I’ve never had tantric sex before.”

“I’ve heard of it, but I couldn’t tell you what it is.”

Robyn ran her fingers across my stomach, just above my waistband. The sensation made it hard for me to concentrate on her words. “It’s slow and sensual. But I’m not feeling a textbook explanation right now, if that’s okay with you.”

I grinned. “Yeah, I think we can save that for later. I need to explore more.” I took her hand in mine and brought her fingers to my lips. She lay back as I kissed each finger before I moved to her palm. Her breath caught when I flicked my tongue around the center.

For what seemed like hours, we explored every inch of each other’s bodies, except for the parts covered by our clothes. All the nerve endings in my body tingled, especially between my legs.

“Are you as turned on as I am?” I asked.

“More.”

“I’m not sure that’s possible.” We were lying next to each other, so I ran my fingers through her hair. “Are you ready?”

“Uh-huh.”

“I want to taste you, but I want to stay up here next to you, too.”

“Stay.” Her voice was low and husky.

I let my hand trail down her stomach and pushed her panties down. She turned and helped me remove them. As I moved my hand lower, she closed her eyes.

“No,” I said. “I want to watch you.”

She opened her eyes. They were wide with surprise. I was uncertain which one of us was more surprised at my request.

“Okay,” she said. “It won’t take long.”

As soon as I felt her wetness, I could tell she was right.

I’d been stroking her for only a few minutes, and I felt her muscles tighten and her breath quicken.

“Touch me. Now!”

She didn’t need to be told twice. Her hand slipped inside my panties, and she found the spot that demanded her touch.

With our eyes locked, we stroked each other. The desire in her eyes was the same building in me.

Robyn gasped as her orgasm started. It was enough to send me into one of my own.