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Her thighs clasp around my hand tightly, stopping me from advancing.
“Cake. We’re eating the cake, and then we’re going home,” she murmurs, her voice husky. “And then I expect you to deliver on those promises.”
I chuckle softly. With one final rub, I pull my hand back. “As you wish, birthday girl.”
We don’t say much as we polish off the cake; both of us too wound up to talk. Once we’re done, I ask them to bring me the check, handing off my card without a second glance. Even Vanessa doesn’t make a fuss about it—a miracle in itself.
The drive back to our apartment building is silent, music softly playing in the background as I navigate us home. I swear it’s the longest thirty minutes of my life, and by the time I park in front of our building, my whole body is buzzing with repressed energy.
I don’t waste any time getting out and walking around the car to get Vanessa’s door. The moment her feet touch the ground, her hand is in mine, and we’re rushing up the stairs.
My mouth is on hers the moment we reach our floor. I cup her cheeks, my mouth devouring hers as we walk to her apartment until her back touches the wall.
Vanessa’s hand is around my waist, the other fumbling with her bag. We’re too riled up to stop, even if it’ll mean we get inside faster.
Groaning loudly, I slide my hand down her back, all the way to her ass, and pull her to me, my hard dick pressing against her belly.
Breaking the kiss, I press my forehead against hers. “I’m going to make you scream my name,” I pant, my chest rising and falling in tandem with hers.
“Promises, promises,” she whispers as I take the key out of her hand. It takes me two tries, but I finally have it open.
Wrapping my arms around her, I walk us inside. “Oh, I plan to deliver. Why do you think I’ve brought you here, Ness? I want you to scream my name, but I want it just for myself.”
Not giving her time to protest, I press my mouth against hers. She tastes impossibly sweet, like strawberries and chocolate, and I can’t get enough of her.
My hands roam her body. I slide them down her hips and lower until my fingers curl around the edge of her dress and pull it upward.
We break apart as I slip the dress over her head and take her in. She’s wearing a matching lace set that leaves my mouth dry.
“Holy shit, Ness,” I whisper, half prayer, half plea as I drink her in. Every lush inch of that golden skin, every curve, and dip.
All mine.
My tongue slides over my lower lip. “Now it’s time for me to have my dessert.”
She walks backward until the back of her legs touches the mattress. She sits down, her eyes not once leaving mine as she bends down…
“Leave them.” I grab her wrists before she can take off her sandals.
Gently, I push her back until she’s lying down. I press my mouth against hers, my knee dipping into the mattress as I kiss her senseless, long and hard, until my vision turns blurry from the lack of air.
Breaking the kiss, I slowly make my way down her chin, her neck, over her cleavage. My hands slip behind her back, unhooking her bra. Throwing it away, I cup her tits, massaging the soft globes in my palms, my fingers tweaking one nipple into a hard bud before pulling it into my mouth.
Vanessa moans softly, her back arching off the mattress. Her fingers slip into my hair, pulling me closer to her. I flick my tongue over the hard peak before letting it pop out of my mouth and switching my attention to the other nipple, repeating the process from the beginning. Then I’m moving, licking, and kissing my way down her body. My teeth graze over the sensitive flesh. Her belly quivers from my warm breath, and I can feel her heat radiating through the sheer material of her panties.
I press my mouth against her mound, my tongue licking between her lips. “Damn, you’re so wet, baby.”
“I’ve been wet ever since the restaurant,” Vanessa confesses.
“Oh, yeah?” I slip my fingers under the band of her panties and tug them down her long legs. I bring them to my face, inhaling her sweet scent. “I think I’ll be keeping these.”
I slip the lace into my back pocket before kneeling down on the floor. Sliding my palms under her legs, I pull her to the very edge of the bed. I lean down, pressing my mouth just above that tiny strap circling her ankle.
“So freaking sexy,” I whisper, nibbling teasingly at her skin. “Later, I want to feel those heels dig into my ass.”
Her pupils dilate, and before she can say anything, I press my mouth against her. My tongue dips between her lips as I get my first taste of her. Her legs tighten around my head, a whimper ripping out of her lungs as I lick her sweet pussy.
“God, Q-Quinn…” she whispers, her voice ragged.
