Chapter 60
I like the way you move me
I like the way you bring it to me
Love the way you know what's on my mind.
Patrick fumbled the keys as Robin placed one whispered kiss after another along the back of his neck. She had hopped on his back, wrapping her legs around his waist and pressing her body into his as they had entered the building and hit had been all he could do not to take her up against the wall of the elevator.
She had teased him non-stop from the moment they left Jake's; whispering in his ear, curling her tongue around his earlobe, sweeping her hand across his chest. And as his body had responded to her touch, he had swallowed down one moan after another.
Finally getting the right key in the lock, he pushed open the door and kicked it shut behind them as they crossed the threshold. Carrying her through the living room, he placed her on the breakfast bar before spinning around and fastening his mouth over hers. With his arms braced on either side of her, he thrust his tongue wantonly inside her mouth and groaned as Robin met him with equal alacrity. He loved the feel of her mouth on his, her tongue wrapped around his – he simply could not get enough.
Reluctantly letting go of her lips, he panted breathlessly. "Where is my surprise?" he asked as he took one serrated breath after another.
Her brown eyes twinkled mischievously as she slid from the counter and gently pushed him against the stool. "Presents need to be unwrapped" she teased, playfully tugging on the ties of her wrap top.
Not waiting for further invitation, Patrick reached out and curled his fingers around the soft, silky ties, tugging on them.
Feeling her top start to give way, Robin turned round and round before shrugging out of it. Clad only in dark red lace bra, her breasts threatening to spill out over the top of the cups, she placed her hands on her hips and gave him a feline smile.
"I went shopping at lunch" she told him.
Unconsciously licking his lips in reaction to the sight before him, all he could do was nod.
"But I didn't just buy this" she told him as she cupped her breasts, enjoying the quickening of his breath.
"Th-there's more?"
"Oh yes" Reaching behind her, she slowly lowered the zipper of her skirt, shimmying her hips from side to side as she did so before letting the denim fall to the floor in a pool around her ankles.
Patrick swallowed thickly as she hooked her thumbs through the corners of her matching panties. A small damp patch had formed at the apex of her legs and he felt his own body stir in response.
"Oh Robin" he croaked.
Casually and teasingly she rolled down the stockings first on one leg and then the other. Kicking her skirt to the side, she walked towards him but kept herself just out of arms' reach.
"Th-that's an amazing surprise" he told her, drinking in every inch of her. He shifted on the seat as his erection throbbed insistently in his pants.
"Oh this is only part of the surprise" she said throatily, "there is more to come."
He reached for her but she teasingly shook her head. "Ah, ah, ah – no touching yet."
Reaching behind her, she flicked open the clasp of her bra, letting it tumble to the ground. Her nipples stiffened as the cold air hit them and her breasts swelled in arousal as she watched Patrick's eyes darken into pools of lust. Slipping her fingers inside her panties, she slowly slid them down her legs before kicking them off to the side.
Standing naked in front of him with her shoulders thrust back, she smiled saucily at him. "This is your surprise"
He stared lustily between her legs and felt his breath hitch in his throat. "Bra-brazilian?"
She nodded as she cupped herself. "I also went to the spa at lunch. It's very smooth – do you want to touch it?"
He loved how she never wore her sexuality on the outside, displaying it for everyone; she kept it undercover for when they were together so that it was something for them. A thousand low cut dresses or suggestive skirts could never make him feel the way he did in this moment, knowing that she had all this going on underneath her clothes at Jake's.
With one hand, he pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it to the growing pile of clothes before sliding from the stool. "I don't want to touch it" His voice was husky as he walked towards her.
"No?" she challenged playfully.
"Nuh-uh" He shook his head. Taking hold of her hips, he pushed her back against the sofa before sinking to his knees in front of her.
"I don't want to touch it" he repeated, his mouth hovering near her sex, sending shivers through her entire being. "I want to do this."
Still gripping her hips, he dragged his hot, wet tongue across her folds, exhaling against her soft skin as he did so.
"Fuck" she hissed, tightening her hold on the couch to stay upright.
He closed his lips around her clit and sucked greedily against the hardened nub as Robin's hips undulated against him. Feeling his finger slip inside her sent her into a sensory overload. She tossed her head back; eyes clenched shut as she felt a crescendo building inside her.
"Oh god Patrick" she cried out, her body revving high as he didn't let up. Feeling a second finger slide inside sent her crashing over the edge. Her entire body shook as she rode out the waves of her orgasm.
Just when she didn't think she could stand any longer, Patrick rose to his feet and caught her; his arms wrapped tightly around her waist as she melted into him.
"You are so hot" he murmured. "I love tasting you."
Feeling her heartbeat finally slow, she pried open her eyes and looked up at him, nipping at his lips. "Wow" she sighed contentedly. "Just wow."
He pressed his lips against her jaw following the line to her ear, where he sucked gently on the soft skin. He trailed kisses along the length of her neck while his fingers tugged on her hardened nipples. Robin arched further into his hands, her hips brushing against his near painful erection. He hissed as she gyrated against him.
As she peppered his chest with tiny, staccato kisses, her fingers made quick work of his belt and zipper. She yanked his pants over his hips and smiled against his skin at the growl that escaped from his throat when his arousal was finally set free. His boxer shorts follow his jeans in short order and soon it is Robin who is on her knees before him. His fingers tangled in her hair as she softly kissed the skin of his inner thigh, nipping at it as she worked her way up his muscled legs.
He swallowed thickly to keep from crying out as her warm breath enveloped his arousal, making it twitch and jump.
"Jesus, Robin" he bit out as she kissed his head, her small hands wrapping around him.
Kneeling back, she looked up at him from underneath her eyelashes. "Do you have something in your wallet?" she asked as her hand continued to stroke him.
Not trusting himself to speak, he simply nodded.
With her free hand, she fished his wallet from the back pocket of his jeans and flipping it open, found what she was looking for. Carefully tearing open the small packet, she placed the condom in her mouth and with great care, lowered her mouth over his tip, sheathing him as she took him deeper.
"Fuck" he cried, his hips pushing urgently against her.
Letting go of him with a pop, she let out a small shriek of surprise as she pulled her to her feet, balanced her against the couch and drove hard into her. Her legs wrapped tightly around his hips, her nails dug into his shoulders as their mouths seized on each other, their tongues duelling one with the other.
Cupping her behind, he lifted her from the couch, still thrusting inside her and carried them both to the bedroom. They tumbled onto the bed, never breaking contact with each other.
Feeling a second orgasm build inside her as he continued to take her with passionate urgency, Robin bit down on his shoulder. As he sensed her let go, he followed her over the edge before collapsing on top of her.
Their panting and gasping was the only sound to fill the quiet room. A sheen of sweat covered them both sending a chill through them as he rolled off of her. Reaching for the cover, Robin pulled it over both of them before snaking her arm across his waist.
"Do you think your surprise tops that?" she asked once her heart had stopped threatening to beat outside her chest.
His eyes were still closed as he shook his head. "Not a chance, nothing beats that."
Her bottom lip jutted out in a pout. "Does this mean I don't get my surprise?"
Opening one eye, he grinned at her. "Oh you get it, it just doesn't top your surprise."
"What is it?"
"I'll tell you later" he teased.
She playfully slapped his chest. "No! Give it to me now!"
Propping himself up on his hand, he arched his eyebrow. "I'm pretty sure I just gave it to you – twice" he told her with a sly smile.
Burying her head against her shoulder, Robin stifled her laughter. "That's not what I meant and you know it! Now tell me what it is or there will be no third time!"
He brushed his lips against hers and let his fingertips trail down the back of her arm. "Fine – I got us box seats to the Rangers/Devils game on the 10th. I thought we could make a weekend of it in the city."
Her brown eyes widened as a squeal escaped from her mouth. "OH MY GOD!!"
"You like?"
"LIKE? My boy Brodeur is going to make your overpaid pansy ass team cry!"
Laughing, he shook his head. "This seemed like a much better idea a couple of minutes ago."
Rolling on top of him and pressing her body against hers, Robin nuzzled his neck. "It's a brilliant idea. I think we may need round three."
Closing his arms around her, he swept her underneath him and hovered over her mouth. "Here's to surprises"