into the bowl.
After a few minutes, he crumpled the empty box in his fist and pushed it to the far side of the table. “Nothing there,” he said and reached into the bowl, scooping up a handful of hearts and popping them in his mouth. “Mmm, not bad. Really pretty tasty.”
Meredith shrugged and followed his lead, selecting several hearts and crunching down on them until the flavors of orange and lemon and strawberry mingled in her mouth. “You’re right. I haven’t had them in years, but they’re really good. Nice and sugary.”
But they weren’t what she needed. Even worse, she knew this wasn’t the way to handle her problem. With a sigh, she shook her head and pushed the bowl aside.
Vlad stopped eating and looked at her. “What’s wrong? Thought you liked them.”
“I do. But so far none of the boxes have the saying I need.”
He moved his chair closer and leaned toward her. “What saying was that again?”
“Adore Me.”
Flashing a lascivious grin, he slid his arm around her waist and pulled her onto his lap. “If that’s what the lady wants, that’s what the lady gets.”
Meredith flattened her palms against his chest. “Wait. What are you doing?”
“You said adore me . I’m just trying to oblige.”
She narrowed her eyes at him. “You deliberately tricked me into saying it, didn’t you? You sneaky, underhanded—”
He drew her closer, and his hand slid to the back of her head to keep her anchored there for his kiss. She squirmed but didn’t try to break the contact because his mouth was delicious—hot and wet and sugary to the taste.
“Vlad, we don’t even know each other that well,” she said when they finally came up for air.
In a sense, it was true. So far they’d shared a few hot kissing sessions, but nothing more intimate. Now the spark she saw in his eyes told her he wanted to change that. Soon. Like right now.
“I know we don’t, and I’m trying to upgrade our relationship. So stop talking while I work on it,” he whispered against her mouth, confirming her suspicions.
And in that moment, she knew that maybe he was right. Maybe the time had finally come. Then she remembered the pizza.
“Wait,” she said, trying without much success to twist her mouth free. “What about the pizza?”
He shrugged. “We can have it later,” he murmured as his mouth took complete control of hers. “ Much, much later.”
****
Two hours later, Meredith realized that they were definitely getting to know each other. Intimately.
Vlad lay on his back beside her, eyes closed and looking gloriously pleased with himself. All right, so he’d given her a couple of incredible orgasms, but she’d done pretty much the same for him.
“Why do men always look so self-satisfied after sex?” she said, poking him in the chest with her finger.
He rolled his head toward her and opened his eyes. “Not all of us. Just the ones who do a great job of it.”
“And you think you did a great job?”
“From your screams, I’d say, yeah, it was pretty incredible.”
Meredith scrambled to her knees and frowned at him.
“Not anywhere near as good as the job you did, of course,” he said, flashing an apologetic smile and holding up his hands to ward off a possible attack.
She shook her head and sighed. “You are so full of it.”
“Actually, I’d rather be full of you.”
He reached for her, but she slipped out of his grasp and dipped her hand into the bowl of candy hearts they’d put on the bedside table. Scooping up a fistful, she leaned forward and began plastering them over his body.
Vlad raised his head to look down at himself. “What are you doing?”
Meredith positioned a heart on top of his right nipple. “Seeing if I can create a story with these.”
“On my chest?”
“Why not? You know, some of them don’t have words. They have pictures. I think they’re called emojis. Very cute.”
She continued putting hearts on him, working her way down his body until he jerked
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