It was almost like she could not withhold herself or more so, her urges. She had tried, believe her, but there was something about his scent and the way he looked today.
His charm spoke a foreign language, or perhaps it was the alcohol in her system talking. Whichever it was, she did not care.
Robyn was now sucking leisurely and softly on his neck as he centered his Rolex on his wrist. His arms were around her, forcing his hands to meet behind her back.
Dean did not even try resisting. Her lips felt euphoric on his flesh.
With her sudden arrival, he could not reschedule/cancel his plans for the proceeding day, therefore they were currently in the bathroom of his longtime friend, Ray, and his fiancée, Vera's, house where they were hosting their engagement party.
Dean and Robyn had arrived about two hours ago.
She had missed her first two opportunities to catch him in the bathroom, so she gladly intercepted him on the third.
She began by unbuttoning the top of his shirt. Only the top.
He cocked his eyebrow slightly, entertained with her behaviour just before he proceeded to lift and place her on the counter, where he stood between her legs ; he could feel her lips shaping into a grin of some sort against his skin.
Her lips travelled to his earlobe causing him to groan lowly because of what she was doing to not only his body, but his mind as well.
"Yo! You done in there? Vera and her wife-"
Following the knock on the door, a "Shut up" was heard in the background, most likely coming from Ray.
The voice chuckled, "They're toasting, everyone has to be here."
"Yeah, give me a minute. I'm on my way out." Dean struggled to let out as Robyn's hands roamed his upper body slowly.
She started moving further down his neck, reaching just below his collarbone where she persisted her indecent actions.
The footsteps of the intruder faded away quite quickly.
"Damn..."
She giggled mischievously.
"You've been drinking, haven't you?"
She looked up at him with her lower lip trapped between her teeth and nodded without breaking eye contact.
Little did she know, that is all it took for her to have him exactly where she wanted him.
His fingers tangled in her curls before pulling her head backwards and bringing their chests together.
She was stunned for a only a second before her giggle had made a second appearance, and following was their lips meeting in a possessive kiss.
His other hand held her firmly by the crease of her hip, just wanting to slide his hand inside her dress.
But, too soon for her liking, he broke away before he could do so.
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Hopelessly Flawed
Fanfiction**[ONGOING EDITING]** Robyn Desmond is a hardworking, well-driven, young woman who strived for greatness. With the constant pressure she faces, how does she manage when the notorious Dean Kingsley kicks things up a notch in her once structured life?
