Sitting in a cellar while eating doesn’t sound too appetizing but it’s gorgeous and cosy with a roaring fire in the hearth and the man I’ve fallen in love with across from me. I know unbelievable right? I can no longer deny it though, having him here only confirmed what I knew a while ago.

Leo smiles at me and places a box on the table in front of me.

“What’s that?” I ask, looking from him to the box.

“A present. Open it,” he encourages, pushing it closer to me.

“T-thank you,” I stutter, picking up the box. My hand shaking slightly. “You didn’t have to.”

“I wanted to. As soon as I saw it, I thought of you.”

“I have your gift at home. I didn’t know we were…”

“Kaitlyn, stop fussing and open the gift,” he laughs.

I pull the bow and lift the lid up slowly. Tears gather in my eyes when I see what’s inside.

“Oh, Leo.”

“Do you like it?” He smiles.

“I love it,” I sigh, opening it again.

“Here, let me,” he says standing and taking the box. Sitting straighter I lift my hair as he clasps the delicate chain around my neck; a gold book pendant with a diamond heart in the middle.

He places a kiss on my neck once it’s in place. “Thank you,” I whisper turning around and hugging him tightly.

“I also have another gift for you, but we’ll have to share it," he whispers into my hair. I look up confused. Taking my hand he places it over his heart and my breath hitches. "My heart, it's yours…it might go back to America with me, but the reason it beats as hard as it is right now, is you..."

My eyes sting, and I swallow hard, my throat is clogged with the tears I am desperately trying to hold back.

“I love you too, Leo,” I choke out. “I don’t know…” He cuts me off with his lips…we’re finally kissing. His lips are soft but eager, his tongue swipes my lips and I open, needing to taste him, after all the false starts I am desperate for more of him.

“Maybe, we should get dessert to go,” Leo moans pulling back. I whimper trying to pull him back.

“Check please,” he tells the passing waiter, who smirks and rushes off.

I finish my pop and grab my bag while Leo deals with the check. We walk out as quickly as we can without me breaking anything.

The drive home is painful, not only because I was driving barefooted after refusing to wear boots with this dress. But also because I’m painfully aware of Leo beside me and that we will be having sex soon. Luckily it’s not a long drive or I would have pulled over and mounted him already.

By the time I park I’m a bag of nerves, to say it’s been a while is an understatement. The drive has given time for my insecurities to kick in. I can’t be as bad as Shane said, surely. Sex is pretty basic, right?

“Do you want some tea?” I ask hanging my bag by the door.

"No, I think I'm ready for dessert now," he whispers eyeing me hungrily.

“How about you light the fire while I go and fetch your present?”

“Can’t wait,” he growls.

“O-okay,” I stutter and escape up stairs, when I get there I kneel on the floor and grab the carefully wrapped present I ordered a couple of weeks back for Leo, when I saw it I knew I had to get it for him. So, when he surprised me with this visit I knew it would be perfect as a secondary Valentine’s Day gift. I place it on the bed and do another gymnast move to get the zip down, and hang the dress up carefully. I pull the blood red corset out of the posh bag and look at it trying to work out how it goes. Why do these things not come with instructions?

Wrapping it around my chest, I sigh when I feel the tiny hooks in the lining, as I fasten it it gets tighter pulling everything in and shoving a lot upward, my breasts are basically spilling out of it. Picking up the knickers that go with it, I examine them. I’d hardly call them knickers, they won’t cover much; but I guess that’s the point. I shrug and pull them on. ‘In for a penny’ and all that. And last but not least, the long, silk, black robe. I shiver as it slides smoothly across my sensitive skin. Looking in the mirror I nod, happy with what I see.

I head downstairs slowly, raising the robe, I don’t want to fall; not tonight.

Entering the living room, I see Leo sitting in front of a roaring fire on my fur blanket and Mr. Willy nowhere in sight. I smile walking towards him.

“That’s a big gift.”

“It’s something I saw a few weeks ago, I bought it thinking I’d send it to you, that was before I knew you were coming here…” I shrug sitting in front of him.

“Aww, thank you.” He kisses my lips softly, quickly as he takes the gift. “You look amazing,” he whispers running a hand up my leg.

“Nu-uh, open it.” He sits up and rips the paper, he gasps his face a picture of shock.

“Is that?” He breaths stroking the glass.

“Yep.”

“Oh, my god. Kaitlyn, this is the most amazing gift.”

“I’m glad you like it.”

“I fucking love it. Thank you so much. I can’t believe you got me a signed Lord of the Rings’ poster.”

“All the cast signed it, and look,” I say pointing at one signature in particular.

“Holy shit! Is that?”

“Yep, Peter Jackson signed it too.”

“I fucking love you.” He breathes and pulls me to him, his lips take mine in the hottest kiss. I moan. Pulling away, I take the framed poster and place it on the sofa before coming back and straddling Leo’s legs. His hands grip my hips, pulling me into him as he takes my mouth again; more roughly this time.

His talented tongue twists and flicks across mine, I can’t wait to have it between my legs teasing me, before taking me to heaven. His strong hands hold my hips captive, grinding me against his impressive bulge. I’m panting, hot and practically dripping with want. Sliding his hands beneath the belt of my robe he pulls it open and slides it off my shoulders, kissing my exposed shoulders as it flutters to the floor.

Planting my hands on his chest I push him back so he’s laid out for me.

“Mmm, now this is what I call dessert,” I whisper, my fingers working the buttons of his shirt, and trousers, my lips and tongue pay homage to the magnificent body beneath the suit.

When I have him down to tight black boxers I sit back and take in the sight before me. I can’t believe how fit he is, there isn’t an inch of fat on his body. The only perfect imperfection is a birthmark on his right hip. Looking at it closely, I smile, it looks a little like a shamrock. I bend and lay a lingering kiss over it before letting my eager fingers remove the last scrap of material, and take in the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.

I lick my lips staring at the long, thick cock pointing straight at me, it’s veined and throbbing, the head already leaking pre-come.

“Keep looking at me like that, and I won’t be able to restrain myself any longer,” Leo groans.

“Then don’t. I want all of you…take me Leo,” I whisper. Letting my fingers unhook my corset, I watch him as I slowly release the hooks one at a time. Leaning up on his arms he watches, his eyes flaring and smouldering as more skin comes into view. When I get to the last hook I release it and hold the material to my chest for a minute more. I let it fall; baring myself to his scorching gaze.

“Fuck, Kaitlyn,” he groans. Sitting up he buries his head in my chest licking and biting my heavy breasts. I’ve been dying to feel his hands and mouth on me.

I moan loudly when his hands cup and squeeze my aching flesh. I can’t take anymore teasing, I take his head in my hands and direct his mouth where I need it. Growling his approval, he takes turns licking each of my nipples, before sucking one into his mouth and pinching the other. I throw my head back clutching him to me I moan.

“Yes. Oh god, Leo. Yes,” I yell gyrating my hips in his lap, my pussy seeking the friction I desperately need to send me over the edge. “I’m so close,” I groan trying to hit the right spot.

Without breaking his ministrations, Leo slides his hand into my knickers his fingers quickly finding my clit, he rubs me gently before applying just the pressure I need to send me flying.

“Leo, LEO,” I scream, clenching and shaking uncontrollably. I feel myself being lowered to the floor. I sigh opening my eyes and look up at the gorgeous bloke lying beside me, the glow of the fire caresses his skin.

“That was fuckin’ amazing. I can’t wait to feel that tight little pussy milking my cock.” He says trailing his fingers down between my breasts and across my belly. I suck in a breath as his hand moves lower. “These are pretty, but I think it’s time they go,” he says, kneeling up he slowly pulls my soaking wet knickers down my thighs and off.

His eyes follow his hands as they glide up my calves, pausing at my knees he pulls them up and spreads my legs nice and wide, he takes a minute before moving between my thighs, his hands rub and squeeze me, making my legs shake in anticipation.

“Please,” I beg, squeezing my eyes shut unable to watch. My hips thrust up seeking contact, at this point I need the dominant man I know is dying to be released.

“Please what?” He asks pausing. I almost cry in frustration. I need him, desperately and right now I’ll take any part of him, as long as he touches me.

“Touch me. Please, Leo. I need you to touch me,” I moan. Taking his hand I place it over my pussy and use his finger to rub my clit, with every swipe of his fingers, tingles rush through my neglected pussy. I’m slick and ready.

When I push his fingers into me he finally snaps. Growling, he thrusts two fingers in and out of me hard and fast just the way I need. I moan, my back bowing off the floor, my breasts thrust up. An offering. Bending over me he sucks greedily.

“Come for me, baby,” he demands, as his thumb strokes my clit quickly. I clench around his fingers, my body obeying his command. “That’s it, come all over my fingers.”

“Yes. Oh goddddd, YES,” I yell, seeing stars before my eyes.

The thin layer of sweat coating my body makes me shiver pleasurably as I come back to earth. I smile sleepily, peeling my heavy eyes open. I frown not seeing Leo above me, I blink and sit up slightly.

We can’t be done. I look around not seeing him. I sigh when I see him come through the door, he stalks toward me, hungry, predatory. His eyes connect with mine as he brings the condom wrapper up to his mouth and rips it open. Thank god, someone remembered the condom.

I lean back and watch as he pinches the end and pulls the condom over his hard cock, feck me. The sight of him stroking himself is nearly enough to make me come again, almost.

Coming to stop in between my spread legs he stands for a few seconds stroking himself, watching me. Dropping to his knees, he pulls me up and around until my back is to him and I’m sitting on his thighs. His arms band around me pulling me in tight against him, chest to back, big hands cup my breasts, squeezing, pinching my nipples making me moan, I feel my wetness start to drip down my thighs.

Securing my knees on either side of his thighs I lift up, reaching back I take him in hand and give him a quick stroke before positioning him at my entrance. I’m dying to feel all of him, but I lower myself onto him slowly enjoying the feel of every inch, every vein rubbing my inner walls.

“Mmm, feels so feckin good. Shite,” I breathe, throwing my head back bowing my back as I move up and down, slowly taking more of him with every pass. By the time I’ve taken all of him we’re both a sweaty, panting mess. With his arms around my torso I move slowly taking him inside me, my muscles clench and squeeze as I work myself over him.

“Ah, Christ. Kaitlyn. So fuckin’ tight, baby. Ride me faster,” he groans in my ear, licking and kissing my neck and shoulder.

I pick up my pace, slamming myself down on him. I feel another orgasm fast approaching. I whimper throwing my arms around his neck.

“Are. You. Gonna. Come. For. Me. Again?” He pants, as my ass slams against his legs.

“Yes. God, yes….I’m so clo…Oh, fuck,” I scream convulsing in his arms, my head spinning, my legs locking as my pussy clamps down on his throbbing cock.

“Ahh, yeah. Fuckin’ milk me, baby,” I hear Leo’s yell as he slams me down on him three more times before stilling behind me.

We sit in silence for a few minutes enjoying the afterglow, both breathing heavily, and slick with sweat.

“That was the best sexual experience of my life.” Leo murmurs into my neck sounding tired, I think we’re both tired after our walk and workout.

“C’mon, bedtime,” I whisper and groan when I feel him twitch inside me. “Have you not had enough already?” I ask looking at him over my shoulder.

“Never,” he whispers kissing my lips.

I smile happily as we clean up and put the fire out, I’m ready to pass out when we finally get into bed. I curl up on his chest and yawn.

“Happy Valentine’s Day by the way,” I say and we both laugh.

“Happy Valentine’s Day, baby. Goodnight,” he whispers kissing my head.