Surrender (Page 71)

Surrender (Club X #2)(71)
Author: K.M. Scott

“Conference room? Are we having another goddamned meeting, Cash? You couldn’t do this without me?”

“Just go. We’ll be back in a minute.”

“Fine. I swear you two would be lost without me, you know that?”

Cash was already ignoring me as he began to speak to Kane on the phone, so I headed back to the conference room and took a seat at the enormous cherry wood table that reminded me of something my father used to have in his office. Closing my eyes, I tried to calm down, knowing it would take just one or two wrong words from Kane and I’d lose it.

I heard Olivia’s office door open, and I turned to see her wearing a huge smile. At least someone was happy to be there. “Hey, Olivia. What’s up? Any idea what this meeting’s about?”

She stepped aside and from behind her Shay stepped into the room. Any coherent thoughts in my mind slipped away, and I stood up from the table in shock. “How? When? I was just talking to you in Copenhagen.”

“The researcher I’m working with had to leave for a conference and he gave us all a week off. I wanted to surprise you, so I arranged it with Olivia to fly in last night and stay at her and Cash’s place.”

My body felt frozen on the spot where I stood. After all those nights alone, there she was right in front of me. Shay smiled and ran into my arms, and I was sure at that moment I’d never felt happier in my life. “I can’t believe you’re finally here again. I missed you so damn much, Shay.”

She squeezed me tight and looked up at me. “I missed you too. It’s only for a week, but it’s something.”

Cradling her face, I joked, “Well, if all we have is a week, we better get going. We’ve got a lot of time to make up for.”

I took her hand and led her out into Cash’s office where he, Kane, and Olivia stood. “You were all in on this, weren’t you?” I asked.

“We couldn’t stand your moping anymore,” Kane said with a smile. “But it was Shay who came up with the idea to surprise you.”

“Well, I’m glad she did, and thanks for helping her. This might be the best surprise I’ve ever gotten.”

“What are your plans for the week?” Olivia asked.

“About that guys. I’m taking the week off. Don’t call or even text me. I’m busy until next week, right?” I announced as I looked down at Shay.

“Right. See you guys!”

I figured I’d hear some complaint from Cash or Kane as she pulled me toward the door, but they just nodded as if they’d expected me to be like this. All the better. I didn’t have time to argue with them today. I had one week with Shay, and I wasn’t going to waste a minute of that time.

Shay climbed off my bike and took my hand as we walked into my building. Looking up at me, she said, “I missed that, you know that?”

“What? The bike?”

“Yeah. Silly, right? But I missed that feeling of holding on as you fly through the city.”

We entered the elevator and as the doors closed, I pulled her into my arms. “I missed this. Getting to feel you next to me when I come home.”

“Well, for the next six days, you can have that to your heart’s content,” she said smiling up at me.

“I’m not sure six days is going to be enough. This time apart is harder than I thought it would be, princess.”

“I know, Stefan. It is for me too, but this is important to me.”

I kissed her forehead. “I know. Epimenics and all that.”

She chuckled as I mispronounced her field for the four thousandth time. “Epigenetics. I don’t want to talk about that while I’m here, though. All I want to do is focus on you, my gorgeous, incredible boyfriend who I haven’t seen for four long months.”

“I’m all for that,” I said as I pressed the button for the fifteenth floor.

Shay gave me a wink and pushed the STOP button so the elevator came to a halt just as it began to rise. As she slowly lowered herself to her knees, she smiled. “Do you know in all the time we’ve been together I’ve never made up for that night I left you high and dry in your office? Do you remember?”

She unzipped my jeans and took my cock out to playfully flick the head with her tongue, nearly driving me crazy.

“I remember,” I said nearly breathless in anticipation of her going down on me right there in the elevator.

“Well, I think it’s about time to remedy that oversight, don’t you?”

She slid the first few inches of my cock into her mouth, sending my body into near hyper drive. It had been four long months since anything but my own hand had touched me, but the wait had been worth it. The feel of her lips and tongue gliding up and down my shaft made my legs go weak, and I reached back to grab the bar on the wall for balance.

Shay popped my cock out of her mouth and smiled up at me. “You okay up there?”

“Yeah,” I answered in more a groan than a word.

She slid her mouth back over the head of my cock and all the way down to the base, taking me into her so far I had to be nearly gagging her. Then she slowly came back up, her tongue teasing the underneath as my cock retreated from her mouth.

“Baby, it’s not going to take long. Four months of just my hand isn’t the same as you. I’m close.”

“Good.”

I stuffed my hands into her hair and tightened their hold to direct her as she proceeded to give me a blow job that nearly took the top of my head off with it when I came. I flooded her mouth as my knees buckled, and she took every last drop I gave her.

When she was finished, she stood up and kissed me. “I think that makes up for that night, don’t you?”

Opening my eyes, I said with smile, “It might require a few more to really make up for that heinous thing you did.”

“Well, how about I give you time to recuperate and I’ll do more making up later. Deal?”

I pressed the STOP button again to make the elevator continue up to my floor and nodded. “Deal.”

Lying in bed watching the sun set on our first day together made me miss her already and she’d just come back to me. My heart felt like someone had it in a vice. How was I going to live without her for eight months more?

I squeezed her against me, and Shay gently pushed my chin so I had to look at her. “Hey, what’s wrong? No sad faces. We have a week together we didn’t expect.”

“I know.”

“Then what’s wrong, Stefan?”