Love him

Love him

"I know how much you like candles Dr Reynolds," he said cheekily. I hugged him from behind, my head resting on his shoulder. I was mesmerised by the beauty of the tiny flames. It was incredibly sensual and romantic.

I turned him around slowly so he'd face me.

"You spoiled me tonight," I said, tucking his hair behind his ear. "Now it's my turn to spoil you."

He bit his lip, his eyes sparkling. I took his hands and guided him towards the bed. I sat down and reached for his hips, guiding him towards me. He climbed onto my lap, our lips meeting as he found a comfortable position.

"Is there any letter that I can find without undressing you?" I asked shyly.

"Only one," he giggled, placing his hands on my shoulders. "Good luck explorer."

I smirked, carefully flipping him onto his back so I was on top. He shimmied to the center of the bed, resting on a sexy pose. He knew damn well what he was doing. I smiled to myself as I approached him, taking his hands and kissing them.

"How small are the letters?" I asked, inspecting the inside of each finger.

"Tiny."

Since I was already touching his hands, I decided to massage them. His eyes slowly closed, a smile growing on his face. He looked so peaceful. My heart started pounding, but not of anxiety. Seeing him so relaxed made my chest heat up.

I moved onto his arms, lifting the sleeves up. They only went up to his elbows, but I kissed them anyway. No sign of letters anywhere.

I moved to his neck, opening up the first button of his blouse. Blair placed his hand over his mouth to stop himself from giggled. He was so happy it made me want to kiss him more.

There were no letters on his collarbone or neck. I lifted my head to look at him, his eyes filled with mischief.

"I need a clue Mr De Montmorency," I said. It felt like ages since I called him that. His cheeks turned red with heat as those words left my mouth. Fuck, I didn't know that turned him on so much.

"Have you checked my ears Sir?" He said politely. I moved his hair back onto the pillows. Sure enough he had a tiny letter "I" written behind his ear in purple ink.

I kissed it softly, making the small hairs on his neck stand up.

"May I take off your blouse?" I asked as I hovered over him, his hands resting on my biceps.

"Yes," he whispered, already working on his buttons.

I lifted the hem of his blouse slowly so he'd have time to change his mind. It didn't matter because he pulled it all the way up himself and threw it on the floor. To my utter surprise, he was wearing the same bra he wore on the night I painted him.

"I remember this..." I said, my hands softly massaging the dip of his waist.

"We both loved that night so much," he replied, his fingers opening up my shirt.

He was so smart. He was using positive triggers on me to get me to relax. I wanted to give him such a good night I would stop at nothing.

"Is it safe to assume there's a letter under there?" I asked, my thumbs running under his breasts. He simply winked, not giving me any more information.

"I'll save that for later. I want to see what else I find here."

I moved down, taking off my shirt before undoing his jeans.

"May I?" I asked again before undoing his zipper.

"Yes Felix," he replied tenderly. I shimmied his jeans down, letting them fall on the floor. It only felt natural to do the same so we were on equal playing fields, so I took my pants off too.

"Can you turn around so I can check your back?" I asked as I took in his body. He was so freaking beautiful.

He rolled to the side and giggled as I crawled over him, inspecting his back as I leaving wet kisses all over. I massaged his shoulders and back, using my thumbs to outline his spine as I came down. That was when I noticed another letter on the bottom of his spine, just above his underwear. It was the letter "L".

As I kissed it, a sudden wave of panic washed over me.

The letter "I" and the letter "L"...

Was he going to say he loved me?

"Blair, how many letters are there?" I asked, trying not to sound panicked. "Tell me."

"I'll tell you when you find all of them," he replied, looking back at me with a smile.

I breathed through the nose, trying to calm down. I just had to find another letter to check if my suspicions were right.

I massaged his legs, inspecting every inch of his skin.

When I reached his feet, I found the letter "C" on his calf. I kissed that letter, thankful that he wasn't about to admit that what he felt towards me was love. After what I did to him, he couldn't possibly love me. It made no sense.

But I did. I loved him. I loved him and I still broke his heart.

I asked him to turn around, the weight of what we were about to do settling in. I had to remember he wanted this, and I'd give him anything to make him happy.

"May I take off ?" I asked softly, already reaching behind him.

"Please," he said, raising his back so I could reach. Once his bra was off I found another letter on his left chest, the letter "A".

I kissed the spot, slowly and gently massaging his chest. He moaned as I touched him, an indication that he was enjoying himself.