Stella’s breathy moans came more rapidly as she swirledtwo fingers around her clit and used the other hand to pinch her nipples.
“I can see you getting close. I bet if I was inside of you right now, your sweet cunt would be gripping my cock like a vice,” I purred.
“Yes, yes. I’m so close, Max,” she panted.
“Who’s bringing you pleasure right now?”
“You are.”
“No, Stella.Youare.Youare the one in charge. Take control, baby, and let me be the one to witness your beautiful undoing.” I gritted out.
“Max.. I’m gonna…” she panted, speeding up the pressure on her clit.
“I’m right here baby, take what you need.”
Her eyes rolled back with pleasure as her head tipped back to the arm of the couch. I watched as her body tensed in anticipation and her release dripped from between her thighs. Speeding up my strokes, hot spurts of cum landed on my belly. I continued stroking to coax out the remnants of my release, but it felt like I was an endless well of desire.
Stars clouded my vision as my body came down from the euphoric high of pleasure. I opened my eyes and Stella’s flushed face was the first thing I saw. I didn’t even bother to clean us up before I launched across the sofa and took her mouth in mine.
A muffled alarm sounded from the coffee table, and Stella reached over to silence it. She stroked a finger down my cheek, and brought her lips back to mine.
“Happy Birthday, Cowboy,” she whispered reverently against my mouth.
I smiled softly at the thought that she had set an alarm formidnight on my birthday. I couldn’t think of a better way to ring it in than with the woman that I loved tucked into my arms.
TWENTY-FIVE
stella
After one more round ofpassionate sex, we finally made our way to bed. We were completely consumed by our desire for one another; a craving that left us breathless and desperate.
This was evident in the fact that Max’s head was currently buried between my thighs at five o’clock in the morning on the day ofhisbirthday.
“Mmm.” I moaned as he continued stroking his tongue through me, focusing on the most sensitive spots he knew drove me wild.
“It’syourbirthday. Shouldn’t I be the one giving you a present?” I chuckled, running my fingers through his hair, fingering the long strands on top.
“This pussy is the best present I ever could have gotten. It’s my favorite meal, and I’m starving.” He said as he placed a tender kiss to the inside of my thigh.
I laughed and closed my eyes, enjoying the tender strokes of his tongue, bringing me closer and closer to the edge of an orgasm.
A gentle cry came from the baby monitor propped on the bedside table, immediately halting our passionate wake up call. I looked over at the camera, noticing that Charlie was standing along the rail of her crib, banging her pacifier along the rungs.
“MASSSSSSS!” she shouted as loud as her little lungs would allow. Max groaned from between my thighs and pressed one more tender kiss to my sensitive clit as he extricated himself.
“Happy Birthday, Cowboy.” I chuckled as he walked across the room in all of his naked glory to throw on a pair of boxers, grey sweatpants, and a black tee shirt. I bit my lip to quell the rising desire, but the sight of this man in loose fitting sweatpants that did little to conceal his raging hard on made me feral.
I swung my legs over the side of the bed and reached for one of Max’s tee shirts to throw on and a pair of shorts. Before he could insist on grabbing Charlie, I was at the door.
“I’ve got her.” I said, knowing that Max meant well in his intentions of handling the morning routine, but I wanted a moment just between my girl and I. He nodded softly in understanding, a small, knowing smile playing on his lips.
I padded to her room and cracked the door. Hearing the soft creak as I pushed it open, Charlie’s gaze darted to mine. The wide grin that spread across her face was enough to melt even the most frigid of hearts. My girl was such a sweet soul.
I padded my way to the edge of the crib as she stood and balanced against the rails.
“Good morning, sunshine. Happy Birthday.” I said with a wide grin of my own. I hadn’t been able to say those words before and they felt foreign on my tongue. We had somehow made it a full year.
A year’s worth of laughs, snuggles, learning, and tears. We had braved all of it as a pair.
