Page 112 of Gracefully Yours

“We’re fine,” she added, playing with my fingers that rested on her abdomen. “Just playing around.”

The guy nodded, disappearing back into the hordes of people on the dance floor.

We both burst out laughing.

“You’re going to get us in trouble, darling.”

“Daniel,” she whispered, tugging me down until my ear was level with her lips again. “Can we go home?”

I frowned. “Don’t you want to enjoy hanging out with your friends?”

“I know it’s your birthday, but…” She blushed. “We can try again.”

“Now?” I asked, and she nodded. I leaned down so I could place my lips against her ear. “What excuse are we giving our friends, darling?”

Charlotte shrugged. “We’re still newlyweds. I think we can come up with something.”

Smirking, I pulled her off, back towards our table, where Matthew and Noelle were sitting entangled in each other’s laps.

“Hey. You having fun?” Matthew asked, brushing the red curls off Noelle’s shoulder.

“I’m actually feeling a little tired. I think we’re going to head out.” As I wrapped my arm around Charlotte’s waist, I felt her body relax into mine.

“Good call. It is getting late.” He looked around for our other friends. “Let me go find everyone else, so we can all say goodnight.

Thirty minutes later, after we’d all exchanged hugs (mostly the girls) and another round of birthday wishes, Charlotte and I were finally back at the car.

She dangled her keys in front of my face. “You want to drive, or should I?”

“Hand ‘em over, darling.”

Because we had somewhere to be.

* * *

And that somewhere was ourbed, clothes quickly discarded on the floor.

“Fuck.” Charlotte shimmied out of her shorts, leaving herself bare to me. “You’ve been teasing me all night.” I groaned, palming her ass as I massaged each cheek.

Tormenting me was more like it. Ever since she’d dropped that bomb, it felt like she’d done everything possible to rile me up. Sitting on my lap, brushing against me so innocently, fluttering her eyelashes and licking her lips—I was at wit’s end.

“I have one more surprise for you,” she said against my lips, before darting off into the closet, leaving me on the edge of the bed, painfully hard and waiting.

When she emerged, my eyes practically popped out of my skull.

Delicate, white lace covered her torso, barely covering the tips of her rosy nipples.

“Happy Birthday,” she said, pushing me down to straddle my thighs. “You’re always taking care of me, but now it’s my turn to take care of you.”

“Mmm.” I ran my hands up her outer thighs, fingering the little straps on her hips. “I like this.”

“Do you like your gift?” She asked, before bending down to press a kiss to my neck, her sweet strawberry scent filling my senses, intoxicating me.

“It’s the best.”

Charlotte’s lips kissed a trail down my chest, before she circled my nipple with her tongue, lavishing it with her attention before she moved to the other one, repeating the motion. Then she traced the ridges of my abs with her tongue.

“I’ve always wanted to do that,” she admitted, running her fingers across my naked torso.

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