Darius

 

            “Lissa, you sure?” Her hooded eyes said yes as she pulled me downstairs to her bedroom in the basement. As much as I wanted her right now, I didn’t want her to think I came here to manipulate her into fucking me. In fact, that hadn’t been my intention at all. It was damn sure my wish, though.

            It worried me even more since she hadn’t said anything since I apologized outside; she cried for a moment then her lips were on mine, and I was pulling her on top of me. She stopped me and I was prepared to go home, just happy that I got a chance to see her, but she grabbed my hand and led me into the house instead.

            In the 4 years that we were together, we spent a lot of time in her parent’s basement, getting damn good use out of the spare bedroom down here. It was always a simple guest room for anybody, but it was clear they had set it up for her to be here awhile. It was all Melissa now, mauve, purple, and teal with gold accents everywhere and it smelled like her caramel and amber scent. She pulled me into the room and closed the door behind her before she walked into my arms.

            “Melissa…” I whispered into the top of her head. Fuck, I missed her so much.

            “I don’t want to talk anymore, I have an hour left of my birthday, just let me have this.” Her big, brown eyes looked up at me and I nodded. I wanted to give her whatever she wanted and as long as she asked, it was hers.

            I lifted her up and wrapped her legs around my waist and kissed her hard. She ran her hands down the sides of my face and up into my hair. Her body rocked into mine letting me know how badly she needed me. I needed her just as bad, it seemed like forever since I had been inside of her, felt her pussy, and tasted her.

            “Shit…” I hissed as I lowered her onto the bed and began to strip off my shirt. She leaned up and helped me, taking off my belt and unbuckling my pants.

            “Naw, it’s your birthday, you lay back and let me take care of you, ok?” She bit her lip and nodded, laying back and caressing her body.

            “Melissa, relax, doll, I said I was taking care of you.” I leaned on the bed, positioning my body over hers and removed her hands from her body.

            “Oh, sorry.”

            “Don’t apologize. You spend so much time thinking about everybody else that you never get the chance to get that same treatment for yourself. I got you though, you trust me?” She nodded; her hair fanned around her head like a crown. I placed both of her hands over head and grabbed her her silk head scarf from her bedside table. Soothing her heart and her body was my goal tonight. I didn’t feel successful with her heart, so pleasing her body had to go well.

            I sat up a little and lightly wrapped the fabric around her wrists.

            “How does that feel? Is it tight?”

            “No, you can go tighter.” I stopped short, and looked down at her face, her eyes were shut tight, and she began to chew on her bottom lip.

            “You sure, Lissa?”

            “Mhm hmm.” She nodded again and I pulled the fabric tighter before running my hands down her arms. Her body shuddered with pleasure under my touch. I moved them around her neck and pulled at the straps of the dress which opened for me like they were waiting for me to remove them and undress this beautiful woman I was looking at. I took a moment to appreciate her body and I tossed the dress down. She wasn’t wearing any underwear which sent a wave of anger through me. Was she planning for someone else to undress her tonight? Shit! Then I felt a flicker of understanding. This is how she had to be feeling all this time knowing what I did. I pushed the emotion down as I pulled off my pants and got to work kissing and caressing Melissa.

            Her body broke out in goosebumps, and she arched her back as I ran my finger along her pussy, using my thumb to give extra attention to her clit.

            “Mhmmmm…that feels good.”

            “Mhm, doll, did you wear these heels for me?” She moaned and I plunged my finger into her wet pussy.

            “Ahh!”

            “Melissa, did you wear those heels for me, baby?”

            “Fuck, yessss!” I added another finger, thrusting them in as she squirmed under my touch and lifted her head to stare down at my dick which was about to burst through my boxers.

            “Why don’t you have any panties on? Was that for me too?”

            “Mhmmmmm, no, yes, I don’t know. Just fuck me, pleaseee!”

            “It’s your birthday, you can have whatever you want, doll.” She grinded her pussy into my fingers and I slowly stroked her clit just how she liked it and then she came, releasing her moans that I missed so, so much. Fuck, I had to have her.

            “Darius, please…” she begged. I pulled my boxers down and climbed on the bed wasting no time as I hovered over her and lifted her legs up, I wanted those heels by my ears all fucking night.

            “Happy birthday, baby.” I said into her neck right as I plunged my dick into her and fucked her until it wasn’t her birthday anymore.