by Arianna Hart
Kiefer let out a guttural moan and brought his hands up to knead her breasts.
“God, I’ve wanted to see you like this for so long. Your hair tumbling wildly over your naked body while you bounce on top of me. I can die a happy man.” He reared up and captured a nipple between his teeth.
“Not yet you can’t.” Another orgasm threatened to push her over the cliff.
His chuckle vibrated through her rib cage right to her heart.
“I don’t plan on leaving you any time soon.”
He circled her clit with his finger as he pushed upward to pierce her to her very soul.
“Look at me, my lovely Reannah. I want to be the last thing you see as you go over the edge.”
She forced her lids to open and was mesmerized by the emotions brimming in his hazel eyes. “Come with me,” she whispered, barely able to speak.
“Always.” He thrust up rapidly while she rocked against him, clinging to the edge of the cliff until she felt him tighten beneath her.
Letting herself go, she fell into Kiefer’s gaze and didn’t care where she landed.
* * * * *
“I know it’s six o’clock in the morning but I had to thank you,” Reannah babbled into the phone as she waited in the limo for Kiefer to get some things from his condo. They were headed back to her place for a weekend of breakfast, lunch and dinner in bed.
“What are you talking about?” Molly’s voice was rough with sleep.
“For the party. It was more than I could have ever imagined. But how did you manage to get Kiefer an invitation too? What if he hadn’t shown up?”
“Rea, it’s six a.m. and I’m not a morning person on a good day. What party?”
“The Screw Cupid party? You know. The one you so conveniently convinced me to go to? I know you set it all up. I don’t know how but I’m glad you did.”
“Honey, I had nothing to do with it.”
“Come on, Mol. The joke’s over.”
“I’m not kidding. I had nothing to do with the party. I just thought you needed to get out and stop moping so I told you to go. I didn’t arrange the invitation though.”
“But—but they had my shoe size right. And they invited Kiefer too…” she trailed off.
“Must have been someone else because it wasn’t me. Glad things worked out for you though. I’m going back to bed.”
Reannah hung up the phone, stunned as Kiefer climbed in next to her.
“What’s wrong? Are you having second thoughts?”
“No, of course not.” She gave him a lingering kiss, tasting the strawberries and champagne they’d shared earlier. “I just called Molly to thank her for getting me an invitation to the party and she didn’t know anything about it. I was sure she was the one who invited me. Who invited you?”
“I have no idea. The E-vite came from Cupid2007. I didn’t pay too much attention to it until I saw you had one too. Then I knew I had to go. I figured it must have been someone you knew.”
“Trust me, other than Molly no one, and I mean no one, would ever believe I’d go to a party like that.”
“I’m sure we’ll find out eventually. But in the meantime, let’s just enjoy the gift fate dropped into our laps. Or rather, our in-boxes.”
He kissed her again, leisurely nipping at her lips and teasing her with his tongue. The ride passed in pleasurable silence as they explored one another in the dim predawn light.
It wasn’t until a discreet cough and a cool breeze snapped them out of their spell that they realized the car had even stopped. With her face flaming, Reannah collected her purse and pulled the cape over her disheveled outfit before accepting the chauffeur’s hand.
“Thanks again. And please pass our gratitude on to our host,” Kiefer said to the driver as he captured Reannah’s hand.
“Of course, sir.” The driver tipped his hat and handed Kiefer a card printed on the same stationery she’d seen earlier.
Before Reannah could ask him about it, the driver climbed into the car and pulled away.
“What is that?” she asked, her breath clouding the frigid morning air.
“I don’t know but why don’t we open it inside. I’m freezing.”
They shuffled into Reannah’s kitchen and she put on a pot of coffee before Kiefer opened the letter.
“Well, what does it say?”
“You’re not going to believe this.”
“Try me.”
“Dear Ms. Mason and Mr. Brown,
Thank you so much for attending my sensual celebration. I hope you found your every wish and desire in each other.
Sincerely,
Cupid.”
“Get out of town! Let me see that.” Reannah snatched the note out of Kiefer’s hand and read it herself.
“How could he have known we hooked up? Everyone was masked.”
“I don’t know and I’m not going to worry about it. I’ve got you now and if Cupid is the reason why I’ll happily celebrate Valentine’s Day for the rest of my life.”
“You and me both.” She sat on his lap and held his face in her hands so she could control the kiss. “You know, this isn’t going to be easy with both of us working at Zera. I know there’s no rule about employees dating but it can still get awkward.”
“I know. I’ll talk to Paul and see what he thinks, whether I should be switched to another office or what. But I’m not giving you up.”
“But—”
“But nothing. Let’s deal with that when the time comes. For the next two days, the only thing I want to worry about is whose turn it is to be on top.”
“I believe that it’s yours, master.” Reannah tossed her cape over his face and took off for the bedroom.
A thrill raced through her as she heard Kiefer in hot pursuit. Cupid really had given her every wish and desire.
And then some.
About the Author
Arianna Hart lives on the East Coast with her husband and three daughters. When not teaching, writing, or chasing after her children and the dog, Ari likes to practice her karate, go for long walks, and read by the pool. She thinks heaven is having a good book, warm sun, and a drink in her hand. Until she can sit down long enough to enjoy all three, she'll settle for the occasional hour of peace and quiet.
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