by Starla Kaye
"Your plan to win me back," she said, tears trickling down her cheeks. "Oh, Jett. You don't need a plan. You--"
He blew out a frustrated breath. "Get your damn clothes off. Get up on the damn bed and wait for me. Or do I need to spank you to get you to cooperate?"
Valerie smiled and immediately started pulling off her clothes. "Yes, Sir!"
A few minutes later she was on the bed, playing with the rose petals, thinking about just how she would use that chocolate. And she was getting a bit impatient.
She was about to ask him when he was coming out when suddenly he walked into the room. While she'd gotten completely naked, he'd put on even more clothes. Except now he was wearing a black tux and bright white shirt complete with ruffled front. He looked so handsome...so over-dressed. And then he moved to flick on the CD player next to the flat screen TV across the room.
Music filled the room, a song that she didn't know the name of but recognized as obvious striptease music. Then, to her absolute amazement, her usually stuffy lawyer husband began dancing to the music. Moving his delicious body in such a way that she couldn't take her eyes off of him. While she thought that she might just melt away in pure desire watching him dance, he suddenly shocked her even more by stripping off the tear-apart tux. When he finally had gotten down to the boxer shorts with Valentines, she was crawling to the edge of the bed.
He captured her gaze again, flicked his wrist at the top of the shorts, and gifted her with the beautiful view of his toned body completely naked. He motioned to her, saying in a deep, tempting voice, "Come dance with me."
She was off the bed in a shot. Sliding her arms around his waist and snuggling close to his big, warm body, she asked, "Can I paint you like this?"
He reached down to lightly smack her bottom and held his hand on one quivering cheek. "Only if you want me to paint this good and red."
She giggled, rubbing against him, enjoying his groan. "It might be worth it."
Jett moved his hands to hold her still and looked down at her. "I can't let you go. Ever. Can you forgive me for being such an idiot?"
Grinning, she nodded toward the syrup bottle. "Only if I get to use the chocolate first, husband mine."
The End
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