Total pages in book: 41
Estimated words: 38562 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 193(@200wpm)___ 154(@250wpm)___ 129(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 38562 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 193(@200wpm)___ 154(@250wpm)___ 129(@300wpm)
I know he will.
16
Ren
“Yes, my eyes are closed,” she giggles.
“Promise not to peek?” I ask, looking at her blindfold.
“I promise.”
I sit her down in the chair and make sure everything is perfect. Then I walk up behind her and take off the blindfold, wrapping my arms around her.
“Happy birthday, Lily.”
“Oh, Ren.” She lifts her hands to her mouth, and I move beside her to make sure she’s okay.
I see tears in her eyes, and I look around to make sure it’s okay, suddenly worried I didn’t get it right. I took her out to dinner at the Italian place downtown, and she laughed and smiled the whole time. I told her not to order dessert because I had a surprise for her. I’d told my mom it was Lily’s birthday and asked her if she would help me make a cake for her. I wanted to do it myself, but I knew I would have questions. I explained to her that I wanted to surprise Lily, so she said she and my dad would have a date night tonight and give us some space. I thought that was pretty cool of her, considering she’s leaving me in the house alone with my girlfriend. But I think she knows that Lily isn’t simply a girlfriend. That this is something much deeper.
“Is it okay?” I ask as she wipes away tears.
“It’s perfect.” She gives me a watery smile and leans forward, placing a soft kiss on my lips.
“I made it myself. Vanilla cake with vanilla icing. I didn’t have much help either.”
She laughs and gives me another kiss.
“Quick, make a wish,” I say, looking at the lit candles.
“It already came true,” she says, not taking her eyes off me.
“Then let's make new ones together.” I grip her hand, and she turns to the cake, closing her eyes and blowing out the candles.
Afterwards, she turns to me and gives me another kiss, this time it’s longer and deeper. Her tongue sweeps into my mouth and I moan at the touch. I wrap my arms around her waist and lift her to me, sitting down in her chair and putting her on my lap. We kiss like that for a while, but eventually she’s not satisfied with only kissing. She moves her mouth to my neck and rubs my chest and arms with eager hands. I’ve got one hand on her lower back and one laid on her bare thigh. Her dress has ridden up slightly, but I haven’t moved my hand. I want to so badly, but I don’t want to do anything she isn’t ready for.
Her mouth on my neck has me clenching every part of my body while my cock throbs under her ass. I jerked off before I left the house, thinking about her and how innocent she looked today. I thought it would be enough to get me through the night, but I should have known one touch from her would erase all my good work.
“Ren, will you show me your room?” Her words are soft and muffled against my neck, but I hear them as clearly as if she would have shouted them.
I inhale, my breath shaky as I try to think of a reason not to. “I don’t think that’s a good idea, babe.”
She leans back and looks at me through her lashes, and Christ, I want to give her whatever she wants. Her eyes are pleading, and I can feel her need for me just as strongly as I feel the pulse in my cock.
“Please,” she whispers.
I tuck a strand of hair behind her ear and try to be the voice of reason. “Lily, I want to take you to my room so bad, I could throw you over my shoulder and carry you.” She smiles at my response, and it makes it even more difficult to turn her down. “But if I take you up there, we might get carried away. And I’m not ready for that yet.”
She touches my cheek and gives me a soft kiss. “I want to. We don’t have to do everything. But I want you to hold me. It’s my birthday.”
Fuck. I can’t say no to that. I don’t want to say no to that, but I really should. “Lily.”
“Just a little,” she says, moving on my lap, and I’m not strong enough to say no again.
I set her on her feet and stand up, trying to move behind her so I can adjust my cock. She glances down at it and blushes, but it’s not like I can help it. I take her hand and lead her down the hallway and up the stairs. My room is at the end of the hall next to a bonus room with a couch and TV. When I get to my door, I push it open and step aside so she can walk in. I close it behind us and stand there while she looks around.