"I have a surprise for you.” she said or something like that. It all started because I called her, stressed because my last race and that I'd be late tonight.

And I was expecting anything but this.

The bed had different sheets on which, on top of it, were rose petals making a heart, two champagne glasses, and candles. But that wasn't what surprised me. It was her.

She had nothing but two pieces of fabric. It was almost completely transparent and enough to make my brain stop.

"Come, sit down." she patted the bed as she sat in the middle of it, her knees against the sheet and her legs slightly apart. What a vision.

I approached the edge of the bed while unbuttoning my white shirt, but then, just as I was reaching for the second button, her voice interrupted me.

“I didn't tell you to do that.”

Damn.

She was playing with fire, and if you play with fire, you get burned.

I sat across from her on the bed. Her hands found my shirt, gripping it tightly and pulling me toward her until she had me lying on the bed. She sat on top of me, one leg on either side of my hip. She began to slowly unbutton my shirt, as if trying to savor the little time she had to master the situation. My hands firmly gripped her hips, running a finger under the fabric of her lingerie.

A kiss. On my neck. Then another, and another, moving lower and lower until she reached my chest, where, as she undid the buttons, she kissed me.

“Relax, love.”

I whispered, but how could I relax when she was doing this?

“You enjoy it too much…”

I groaned with desire just from her words. I threw my head back and let my mind fill with mental images of her

Once she unbuttoned my shirt, I took it off and tossed it to the floor like a toy. Like an unimportant object. Her lips went straight to where my abdomen began. I expected kisses, but this was even more than I could handle. Her tongue traveled from the bottom of my abdomen to my neck as my breath suddenly left my lungs.

“Baby, I can't take much more of this…” My hand went to her head, where I dug my fingers into her hair to tangle them.

Her hand went to my belt, where she played with it. My head was spinning thanks to her touch. To her heavenly touch… until she finally got rid of it.

I completely lost control and patience.

I rolled over in bed, positioning her underneath me. Then, I unzipped my pants and quickly undid them, throwing them onto the table next to the window. My hands traveled from her knees, up her thighs, to the lace piece, which I carefully peeled off her legs until it reached her ankles. Then I tossed it away, causing it to fall onto the lamp on the nightstand.

“I hope you're proud of what you just achieved,” I said, digging my fingers between her legs and moving them as she gasped.