“You’re welcome, baby. I’m glad you enjoyed yourself.”
My head started spinning and I groaned, hoping I didn’t feel too bad tomorrow. Usually I only drank top shelf liquor because it got me to my level quicker and I never had a hangover. By the time we got to the third rooftop lounge, I don’t know what the hell we were drinking. I could only pray I didn’t pay for it in the morning.
Two Mornings Later
The feelof featherlight kisses along my spine woke me up out of my sleep. A low moan escaped me at the feel of Marshall’s hands rubbing and squeezing my ass. I don’t know why that was such an aphrodisiac, but any time he touched it, it aroused or relaxed me. Sometimes both.
“Ahhh…” His teeth sank down into my left ass cheek, and I gripped the pillow. “Yes, Marshall.”
When he spread my ass cheeks and licked, my eyes snapped shut. Each swipe of his tongue made me wetter and wetter. He waited until I was on the brink of cumming to slip his fingers into my pussy. I moaned his name as my body clenched.
He made his way up my body, resting it against my back gently. With the head of his dick at my opening, he told me, “Beg for it.”
“Give me that dick, baby.Please.”
I moaned as he slid into me from behind. With me pressed against the bed, I felt him even more. It felt so good I couldn’t make a sound. All I could do was fight to breathe as my mouth hung open. His arm wrapped around me, and he shifted me slightly so that he could massage my clit. My lips trembled as I pulled in a sizzling breath.
“You dripping in my hand,” he said against my ear, as if I didn’t feel my wetness.
“Oh my—shit…” I whimpered as he sped up and hardened his strokes. “Mm mm mm…”
Each time he filled me I hummed. My toes curled as I bit the pillow to keep from screaming as I came.
“Shit, Marshall.” He lifted himself and gripped my waist. The sound of his body smacking against mine mixed with our heavy breathing. “Why you fucking me like this?”
Marshall laughed as he circled his hips. “Because you deserve it. And you deserve this too…”
He deepened the arch in my back and pressed against my g-spot until I came again.
“Ooh… yesss, baby. I-I’m c-cumming!”
A low groan escaped him as he smacked my ass. Marshall stroked me until I was done cumming, then he pulled out and came himself.
“I almost got you pregnant that time,” he announced with amusement in his tone.
“Would that have been so bad?”
“Going half on a baby with you? That wouldn’t be bad at all.” I relaxed and was fully prepared to go back to sleep until he said, “Come on, love. We gotta shower and get ready to go.”
Sighing, I rolled over and sat on the edge of the bed. “Do wehaveto?”
“Yes,” he replied with a crisp tone, getting out of bed and heading to the bathroom. When I followed him inside, he pulled me into his arms. “As much as I’ve enjoyed spending time with you, I’m ready to get home to my little man. I see why you were acting the way you were acting about going out of town for that meeting.”
“See,” I said through my laugh. “It’s easier when you have time to mentally prepare.”
We took care of our hygiene before packing and heading to the airport, where we continued the birthday celebration with shots at seven AM. Marshall’s excitement to get home to my son made me feel good. It made me feel like I’d finally chosen a good man to be in his life. A good man who chose to love him, care about him, and invest in him.
As we got comfortable in our first class seats, Marshall took my hand into his. I laid my head on his shoulder, but he lifted it by my chin.
“Thank you for this getaway. It was perfect. I really enjoyed myself with you.”
“It’s not over. When we get Denny, we’re going to make you a birthday cake and sing ‘Happy Birthday’.”
“That’s going to be interesting,” he said through his laugh before planting a kiss on my lips. As he stroked my cheek with his thumb, he looked at me intently—as if there was more he wanted to say. The words didn’t come, but I felt them in my heart. Whenever Marshall was ready to say it, I’d be ready to say it too.
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Demi