“Who else would it be for, Kitten?” I look around at the circle of tiki torches set up. In the center is a blanket with a picnic basket set up. I dismount and take the reins from her hands. I tie him to the hitching post that faces the pond. In the pond are hundreds of floating candles. They are biodegradable which makes them perfect for outdoor use. Thank God for Amazon. I lift her tiny body from the horse and let her slide down the front of my body.
“Baby Daddy, this is the nicest thing anyone has ever done for me,” she says with tears in her eyes.
“Don’t cry, Kitten. I don’t like it.” I run the pad of my finger along her jaw cupping her
cheek, and wiping the tears that have gathered there. She sighs and leans into my touch. "I love you so much. You are my world, my everything. I’d do anything to make you happy. This right here is nothing to what our future holds. You're mine, Kitten and I am never letting you go.” She looks up at me with her still teary eyes, her lip trembling.
“I love you too, Gage. So fucking much,” she says. I crush my lips to hers, her hands dive into my hair and mine snake up her back, fisting in the ends of her hair.
I only stop kissing her when her stomach growls.
“Come, let’s eat. I brought all of your favorites,” I say, taking her hand and leading her over to the blanket, where she sits down.
“All of my favorites?”
“Well, some of them anyway.” She laughs.
I open the basket and pull out the fried chicken and macar
oni and cheese.
“Ooh, these are my absolute favorites right here.”
The thing about Lorelei is that she doesn’t like most foods hot. There are a few exceptions, but she mostly likes a temperature that would be considered leftovers by most people. She also only drinks beverages that are clear. So, we are talking water and Sprite.
“I also brought Sprite,” I say pulling it out of the basket.
“Best birthday dinner ever,” she says dishing up our plates.
“You are sweet. I had plans to take you to a fancy dinner in Dallas, maybe get a hotel and love you properly, but Hades got in the way of that.”
“That’s okay, Baby Daddy. I’m not a fancy restaurant kind of girl, surely you know that by now. I would also rather sleep in your bed, rather than a hotel bed.”
“I do know that, Kitten. I just wanted to make your birthday special,”
“Hey,” she says putting her hand on my forearm. “Don’t second guess yourself. I am having a great time. I am sure the best thing that will ever happen to me hasn’t even happened yet.” she finishes, winking at me.
“You are right about that.”
We start eating. We tell each other about our days.
“I am stuffed,” she says putting her stuff back in the basket. I do the same. She lays down on the blanket and sighs. She stares at the stars.
“You are so beautiful,” I say causing her to look over at me.
“Thank you, Gage. You are mighty handsome yourself.”
“Kiss me.”
“Come down here to me,” she demands. I do as she asks. My lips meet her soft, plump ones. She kisses me like her next breath depends on this kiss. My hands roam her body. I slowly raise the skirt of her dress up, revealing the drenched purple thong that has been teasing me.
“I am going to eat your pussy for dessert, Kitten.”
“You better Baby Daddy. We have waited too damn long,” she says, parting her legs wider for me. I get down, up close and personal with the area I will be spending most of my time for the foreseeable future.
“Do you like these panties,” I growl. Her scent is already making me high.
“Nope,” she says popping that p. I grip the sides and rip them from her hips, pocketing the scraps. “That was so hot,” she says breathing heavily. I haven’t even touched her yet. Using my fingertips, I slide them through her considerable wetness.