This one is for you, baby.
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She turned the knob and pushed the door open as quietly as she could manage. She knew he was sleeping and she didn't want to wake him. It would ruin the entire surprise she had spent the better part of a week working on and perfecting. She'd hate for it to be screwed up now, when she was so close to accomplishing her goal.
She slipped her key - the one he had given her the last time she had been there, much to her delight - from the lock and slid the door closed behind her, hearing the door click into the latch. She toed her flip-flops off at the door and pushed them up against the wall next to his sneakers, took two silent steps to the left and dropped her keys onto the table just inside the door. They made a soft clinking sound as they settled down on the smooth wood.
She stood by the table for a few moments, listening to the silence of the apartment and allowing her eyes to adjust to the darkness before taking her first steps from the foyer inside. This was not her first time inside these walls, but she wasn't here often enough to remember exactly where everything was. Even though her eyes were adjusted as well as they could be to the dark, she still missed the edge of the couch and stubbed her toe.
Stifling her cry of pain, she pressed the heel of her other foot on top of her throbbing toes and willed the pain to subside. She was quietly dancing around in a circle on one foot, her mouth open in a silent scream.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, the pain stopped and she continued, much slower, down the hall towards his room. As usual, the door was closed. She placed her hand on the knob, took a deep breath, and then turned it as quietly as possible.
The door creaked only slightly as she pushed it forward. She pushed it slowly, hoping the slower it opened, the less noise it would make.
She was right.
It took a long time, but she finally got the door opened enough to slip into the room. Not nearly as slowly, she pushed the door shut again. She was happy when the latch clicked and it was the only noise that came from the door.
Her eyes roamed the room, taking in the familiar bookshelf, stuffed full of some of his favorite - and maybe not so favorite - books. A lot of her favorite James Patterson books lined the shelves. She couldn't see the spines in the dark, but she knew them quite well.
She looked past the bookshelf to the art hanging on the walls. Glints of frames were all she could make out, but she knew them as well as the books on the shelves. It may have been a few weeks since she'd been inside this room, but she knew it like the back of her hand.
Finally her eyes fell on his sleeping form, draped across the middle of the bed, his body only covered to the middle of his stomach by a down comforter. One arm was thrown over his face and she could see the outline of his chest rising and falling slowly with his sleepy, even breathing.
She smiled while she watched him for a moment. Not only had it been three weeks since she'd been here, but it had been three weeks since she'd seen him. Not that long ago, three weeks would have felt more like 3 minutes, but that was before they had officially met. After 3 solid months of talking constantly, they had finally gotten the chance to spend some time together.
They had been nearly inseparable since.
Unfortunately, she had had one really busy week, followed by one of his busy weeks, and then a busy week for both of them. It had severely cut into their time together and she couldn't wait any longer.
She wasn't supposed to be here tonight. She was supposed to be coming in after he got out of work tomorrow. And that's when she concocted her little plan. She had needed to see him. There was no way around it. So she had packed up a small bag, which she subsequently left in the car, and left to see him.
The four-hour drive had been long and she'd squirmed in her seat the entire time, barely able to wait for the moment they'd be together again. The added surprise only heightened her excitement.
His arm fell from across his face and she smiled. Reaching up, she pulled the clip from her hair and let the long, curly, brunette waves fall against her back. She shook it gently and then crossed her arms in front of her, grabbing the bottom of her shirt. One quick motion had it up and over her head. She dropped it to the floor.
The cool air of his bedroom caused her exposed nipples to harden quickly and she tried not to moan aloud. She'd have to tell him later how she'd travelled with as little clothes on as possible, just for him. He'd like that.
She unbuttoned her jeans and shimmied out of the quickly, letting them pool at her ankles. She stepped out, completely naked.
She walked quietly forward. She knew he'd had this fantasy and she wanted to make it as good for him as possible - if not better.
When she reached the edge of the bed, she slowly grabbed a corner of the comforter and started to pull it back. She knew he'd be naked underneath and she was happy to see he didn't disappoint.
Once the comforter was removed, she checked to make sure he was still sleeping. His breathing was still even and he hadn't moved a muscle. She wasn't surprised. The man could sleep through a hurricane.
She knew what would wake him up, though.
Leaning forward, she placed her hands on the bed and started to crawl them forward, towards his body. Next her knees came forward, each lifting onto the bed and soon she was straddling his body.
He was still not awake.
Perfect.
Leaning over him, on all fours, she bent her head down, her hair cascading over her shoulder and caressing his face, as she pressed her lips gently to his.
His body shifted slightly as she pulled back, but soon his breathing was back to normal. She smiled to herself. He really was just too adorable. For another moment, she studied the lines of his face, shoulders, and chest. She loved everything about this man. And right now, she wanted to show him just how much.
Leaning down again, she pressed her lips to his again, before sliding her tongue from between slightly parted lips to lick at his bottom lip. She kissed him again, and then licked at his top lip. Her kisses were light, licks feathery, but she knew he could feel it.
His body shifted again and she could feel his cock starting to grow between her legs. He wasn't fully awake, but he was getting there, flirting with consciousness.
She dragged her lips away from his and moved them along his jaw, leaving a trail of soft kisses there, until she reached his ear. She slipped the lobe between her lips and sucked gently, eliciting a small gasp from his mouth. She brought her lips close to his ear and whispered, "Wake up, baby. I have something for you."
His cock was now pressing up against her wet slit and she had to control herself so she wouldn't press back and slide his length inside of her just yet. It wasn't quite time.
She was kissing his mouth again, him barely responding, when one of his hands moved and touched the back of her thigh. His fingers lightly moved up and down the soft skin, causing her lower stomach to clench and a breathy moan escaped her lips.
It had been a long three weeks.
She pressed her lips more fully to his and she felt his lips firm against hers.
It was time.
His cock was already positioned perfectly at her entrance. With one quick push, he slid deep inside of her and they both groaned aloud. She watched his face intently, his eyes still shut, but a look of sheer concentration on his face.
Finally, through gritted teeth, he said, "Yes, baby. Move. I need you."
She needed no more encouragement. His hands went to her hips as she slid her body forward slightly, before pressing back down on his cock again. Each movement was slow and deliberate as she leaned over his body and continued to trail kisses across his skin.
A few minutes in, her movements increased as their breathing increased and moans and groans filled the quiet air around them.
Without warning, his eyes flew open, passion smoldering in the dark brown pools, and his hands tightened into the skin of her hips.
She grinned.
With a smirk and a grunt, he flipped them over effortlessly, pinning her beneath her, still connected. Slowly, his hand made its way down her side, over her hip, down her thigh, cupped behind her knee and then slid over her calf to her ankle. He lifted one leg onto his shoulder and then the other.
His eyes never left hers and that sexy smirk remained on his beautiful lips.
He pushed back on his knees and she watched as he grinned at her. "This was the best surprise ever, baby."
The words were barely out of his mouth before he pulled his cock quickly out of her and then slammed it back in. She whimpered, pleasure shooting straight to her core.
She couldn't respond with words as he continued to pound deep into her pussy. Instead, moans and screams slipped from her mouth as wave upon wave of ecstasy coursed through her body.
She was so close.
One of his hands reached down, caressing her thigh as he did so, and settled between her legs. He pressed his thumb between her lips and found her clit. She gasped as he flicked it. Quickly.
"I'm going to cum, baby," he breathed, his pace quickening slightly and his thumb pressing and flicking against her clit.
She cried out.
"Cum with me." It was a demand.
With one more thrust, she felt the dam break and she tumbled into euphoria with a shout. His came right after and she felt him cum deep inside of her, pushing short thrusts with his hips as his orgasm took over his body.
She was shaking uncontrollably, so much pleasure making her body hum.
He let her legs drop from his shoulders and he collapsed on top of her, kissing her deeply, before sliding off to her side just a bit.
They laid in quiet silence for a few minutes, kissing every now and then, and his hand lazily drawing patterns over her erect nipple. Finally, he lifted his head to look at her and she smiled.
"That was the best surprise." His smile was happy when he said it.
She grinned, her eyes heavy. "I'm glad you liked it. I missed you."
He kissed her nose, and then her lips. "I missed you, too." He wrapped his arm around her waist tightly and pulled her into his side. Their foreheads rested against each other on the pillow. "What would you like in return for that great present?" he asked, stifling a yawn as his eyes closed slightly.
She grinned, her eyes already closed as she started drifting towards sleep. "Surprise me."
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