With a steady beat playing in the background, I took to swaying my hips back and forth and held onto Alex's shoulders for support. Together, we twisted and twirled, having the time of our lives.
"Have you enjoyed your birthday?" he asked, shouting to be heard above the loud music.
I nodded, feeling slightly buzzed from the alcohol. "It's been the best. Thank you."
"It's not over yet."
Oh?
He shot me a mischievous smirk. "Open this."
He handed over a wrapped present, no bigger than the size of my palm.
"You've already given me my present. The flowers were more than enough."
He simply scoffed, careful as to not get too close. After all, Jason was still loitering closely by.
"If I could, I'd shower you with gifts every day."
I shot him a smile and tore into the delicate paper, uncovering the most thoughtful gift ever.
"A notebook!"
"For your songs," he explained, lightly tracing the pattern. "The colours made me think of you. So bright."
I grinned. "I guess I don't live up to my name, huh?"
"Not in the slightest."
I secretly enjoyed the contradiction.
"Thank you. I love it."
He slyly positioned his mouth next to my ear, somehow making it seem innocent. "I can't wait to be alone with you, Ebony."
I squeezed his shoulder in acknowledgement, agreeing with him wholeheartedly.
"Soon."
****
Getting rid of Jason proved harder than we originally thought. The guy was as needy as a two-year-old when drunk, clinging to Alex at any chance he got. Thankfully, Mom was back in her hotel room. She was heading back home tomorrow and was sensible enough to call it a night after a few drinks.
"Fuck Chloe and fuck Lucas!" slurred Jason, talking to Alex. "Those assholes deserve each other anyway."
"Oh, yeah?" he asked.
From across the room, Alex flashed me a smile.
"You can do better. Much better."
"I agree," he replied, now throwing me a wink.
Dear lord!
"Jase, you're wasted. Go to bed!" I ordered, gesturing towards his bedroom door.
He haphazardly nodded, seemingly in agreement for once. "You're always looking after me, Ebony."
"Someone's got to," I said, offering his shoulder a squeeze.
I watched as he threw his shirt on his bedroom floor and climbed into bed.
"Want a bed time story?" asked Alex.
"Piss off!"
We both laughed and shut his door, waiting a total of three seconds before pouncing on each other. Alex's mouth left a trail of wet kisses as it made its way down my body; hot and addictive. My legs wrapped around his waist on their own accord, squeezing with impeccable force. I needed him. Needed us. Right. Now!
"Alex!"
"I know, darling. I know. It's been too fucking long," he soothed, kissing my neck. "Go to your bedroom, lie on your back and open your legs."
I obliged, instantly. Whenever he got like this, I found it incredibly arousing. Assertive Alex was also sexy Alex.
"I've had the best birthday ever," I admitted, watching him remove his shirt.
"It's about to get a whole lot better," he retorted, crawling his way up the bed.
He reached me in seconds but rather than kissing me, he dipped lower until he was between my legs, moving my panties to one side.
"Finishing what you started earlier?" I asked, feeling amused.
"It would be rude not to," he explained, licking my inner thigh.
"Ohhh."
I closed my eyes and let out a satisfied groan, happy to be drowning in the sensations he was gifting me. His tongue was like magic as it brought me closer and closer to my release. The skillset he was displaying was incredible. He included not only his mouth but his fingers, driving me truly insane. All at once, I wanted to let go but also wanted to prolong the inevitable. The way he made me feel was intoxicating. Addictive. And I never wanted it to stop.
"Alex!"
"Shh," he soothed, running his spare hand along my stomach.
My dress rose up around my waist, acting as a barrier in this moment. I wanted nothing more than to rip it off, though it seemed Alex had other ideas.
"Come here," he pleaded, beckoning me with a curl of his finger.
We switched positions and before I knew it, I was straddling his jean-covered legs.
"Keep your dress and heels on," he whispered, offering up a delicious smirk. "And ride me."
Holy fuck!
YES, SIR!
I smiled my utmost appreciation and slid off my panties. I deliberately took my time and held them up, displaying my satin reds, proudly.
"Would you like to keep hold of them?" I asked.
His eyes grew dark with arousal as he nodded.
I stuffed them into his back pocket and slowly unzipped his fly. Out sprang his erection, making me more eager than ever. I grabbed a condom from my nightstand and (as seductively as possible) put it on him. He moaned as I did so, though I'll admit I was purposely enforcing just the right amount of pressure. I couldn't help it. I loved reducing this man to moans.
"Are you teasing me, Miss Lowes?"
"Oh, absolutely." I smiled. "Now, are you ready for the ride of your life?"
"Are you ready for yours?" he questioned.
I couldn't help but smile and did so as I slid all the way down his shaft. Having him fill me this was felt incredible, indescribable. I slowly moved and eventually quickened my pace, no longer able to hold back.
"Fuck! You're too good at this," he rasped, gripping my hips.
I continued to bounce, loving the way our bodies worked in tandem. Every thrust he gifted, I returned with my own grind. Until eventually it became too much and I dived head first into the most earth shattering climax known to date. It didn't take long for Alex to follow and before I knew it, we both fell asleep, content in the safety of each other's arms.
He was my comfort, my home.
My everything.
****
Awww, you guys!
What could possibly go wrong?
*laughs evilly*