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It was Valentine's Day and the perfect time to surprise his girl since he was in town for the next few days, for a work conference and of course to spend his remaining days with the girl he loved. Belly had no idea he was here in Boston; Conrad had to triple check and made sure to remind both Taylor and Steven to keep their mouths shut and not let it slip to Belly that he was here to surprise her.
It had been about a month since they last saw each other since he’s been busy with his hospital residency in New York. Meanwhile, she’s been busy with her work as well, being a sports psychologist, in Boston, until she’ll transfer soon to a practice in New York to live with Conrad when they, finally after years, move in together.
He soon finds himself pulling up to her apartment building which was a little ways from the downtown area of Boston. There was an open spot near the front of the building so he decided to park his rental car there. Once the car is locked, he’s soon making his way to her apartment, which is on the third floor. He opens the back door and carefully takes hold of the flower bouquet which held all of Belly’s favorite flowers.
Her apartment was the fourth one down the hall on the right on the third floor of the building, unit 0314. He had been here once before when she first moved in when he helped her move into it about a year or so ago, but it’s still been a while since she mostly visits him in New York.
Pretty soon, once her lease is up in a few months or so, she’ll be moving to New York into Conrad’s place, which both of them were ecstatic about, finally being in the same place again, after being long distance for a little over two years now, due to their jobs and busy schedules that kept them in their respective cities.
He can’t help but take a deep breath as he reaches forward to knock on the door. After knocking, he takes a step back in the hallway and finds himself glancing around as he waits. When they had talked earlier this morning, she sounded like she’d be there this afternoon, so she surely had to be here.
A few moments later, the door swings open.
“Conrad!” she exclaims shocked before breaking into a big smile. She looked beautiful as ever, in a light blue dress with lace on it, her hair now grown out some, a little past her shoulders.
“Hi baby! Happy Valentine's day!” he responds with a smile and reveals the flowers he was holding behind his back.
“Oh my god! You didn’t have to do this!” she says as he comes forward and picks her up in his arms, careful of the flowers in his other hand. She reaches for his hand and pulls him inside, slamming the door once the two step inside the entry way.
“Wanted to surprise you and I wanted to because I can. I love you, now come here,” he carefully places the flowers down on a bench near the front door before he’s grabbing her hand and pulling her into his arms, hands grabbing her waist. She smiles as she hugs him and pulls him close, holding him tightly not wanting to let him go.
“I love you,” she says as she lifts her head and peers up at him, her brown eyes shining as she looks at him. He takes that moment to finally reach down and give her a long awaited kiss on the lips.
“Missed you,” he mumbles against her lips before deepening the kiss, his tongue slipping in and his lips capturing hers in a wild kiss. He finds himself lifting her off her feet and carrying her over to the couch and setting her down on the cushion.
“Missed you too,” she replies once they part from the kiss and pulls him down on the couch so he’s beside her.
He takes this moment to pull her forward so she’s on his lap, dress already pushed up her thighs a little. She smiles as she rests her hands on his shoulders while he rests his comfortably on her waist. He can already feel her heat through the thin fabric of her dress and thin panties she wore and he can’t help but move his hands under her dress and finds himself hooking his fingers into the top hem of her underwear.
“You’re soaked, Belly,” his voice comes out huskily.
“Take it off then,” she responds with a smirk, staring down at him below her and slowly lifts her hips so he can remove them.
“Gladly,” he replies and smiles before leaning forward to place a kiss to the skin on her shoulder beside the lace sleeves once he helps her step out of them and drops them to the floor before settling her back on his lap.
“You remove something of yours next,” she finds herself moving her hands up and down his body before stopping once she reaches the button on his jeans. He smiles as he grabs her hands in his and lifts her off him for a second so he can remove his jeans, having to lift his hips a little, groaning as he brushed against her.
His jeans join her thin lace panties on the floor. “Keep the dress on,” he whispers and flips her down onto the couch before hovering over her, both hands hurriedly moving down her thighs to where he needed her most.
“O-okay,” she can’t help the moan as he slips a finger inside her. It doesn’t take long at all until she’s coming all over his fingers. He smirks as he brings his fingers up to his mouth and sucks the remainder off his fingers before leaning down to kiss her.
“I-it was a set and I w-wanted to show you,” she says once they part from the kiss and reaches forward to pull on his shirt. He nods his head as he stares at her.
“Off,” she commands. He’s quick to pull off his shirt and let it join the other remnants of their clothes on the living room floor. He trails wet kisses down her chest and pulls away so he can look at her, smiling. She’s soon swooped up in his arms, legs around his waist as he carries her to the bedroom.
“Show me then,” he says as he drops her softly onto the mattress and crawls on top of her. She scoots up so they could lie on the pillows. His hands stayed on her waist and slowly made their way back under her dress, caressing her thigh with his fingers lightly digging in.
“Conrad, p-please s-stop before I-” she groans and reaches to pull him closer to her, hands moving to touch him below the waistband of his boxers. A low sounding moan leaves his lips as he feels her fingertips on his lower stomach right above where he needed her most.
“I’m gonna take care of you first baby,” he tells her, voice coming out deep and husky with need and want for only her. He slowly moves his hands up her thighs to her neck and pulls her into him as close as he can get her. A groan slips out as he leans in and captures her lips in a messy kiss, while her fingers slide into his hair and tug a little, something he loved that she did.
The kiss was something else, open mouths and hands touching all over each other, removing the remaining clothes between the two of them.
“Fuck,” Conrad mutters as he helps Belly remove her dress and his eyes focus on the bra that she wears, which she said matched her skimpy underwear. It was sheer lace that covered her chest but barely. All for Conrad, this was all for him and she knew it would make him go crazy.
“You’ll be the death of me,” he tells her as he pulls her on top of him again, hands making their way down her arms before stopping once his fingers come into contact with the clasp of her bra and instead grabs a fistful of lace.
She shakes her head and smiles before motioning to the front of her bra. His eyes widen with curiosity as he reaches to unhook it from the front just like she told him without even speaking. He gets the lace garment off her shoulders and tosses it behind them landing somewhere on the floor.
His hands are quick to bring her closer to him and his lips and teeth are soon marking all over her chest, hands close to leaving bruise marks on her waist and arms from his tight yet firm grip. She runs her hand through his hair to pull him closer to her. She presses a kiss to his neck and moves her hands to his waist as she peppers kisses all down his neck to his chest.
“Yes, Belly,” he groans and moves his head to the side to give her more access to his neck. He rubs his hands up and down her back before he flips her over again and slips his fingers back into her, earning a loud cry from her parted lips.
“Want your mouth,” she says and pulls him up to look at her, fingers playing with the little hairs at the nape of his neck. He grins and presses soft kisses down her stomach to where she wanted him most, a moan slipping from her parted lips. Her fingers play with his hair and she can’t help but pull a little as he continues to please her.
He lets out a groan of pleasure as she tugs on his hair while his fingers plunge in and out of her at a steady pace soon following with his tongue.
She groans at the loss of his fingers and tongue as he hovers over her and steadies his weight on top of her before he’s pushing inside her, reaching for her shoulders while she grips his arms, moans slipping out their mouths simultaneously as she grabs him and pulls him down to meet her lips.
They’re soon moving together at a good pace as he buries himself inside her. “I-fuck- I love you,” he whispers, his face in her neck and hands touching her anywhere he could reach.
“I-I- oh-” is all she gets out as she pulls him as close to him as she could, her arms on his waist. He lifts her hips and pulls her legs higher on his waist, giving her an even better angle before he’s pushing back into her. “Yes baby,” she moans and buries her face in his neck, kissing wherever she could reach for the moment.
A few insane orgasms later, they’re lying there in each other's arms spent from their months-long wait of being together like this. Conrad pulls the sheet up so it was covering both of them and he cuddles into her, a content and tired sigh leaving his lips as he rests his head on top of hers.
“Happy Valentine's day baby,” he whispers and pulls her closer even though she was already half lying on top of him, her head on his chest.
The plan originally was to surprise her and then go out for a nice dinner but he couldn’t help himself once he saw her in that dress and had to use it to his advantage before time got away from them. Their dinner reservation will have to wait because he had other plans right now and he couldn’t imagine a life any different, especially without Belly in it, which he couldn’t go a day without her in his life.