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I managed to light the candles around his cake, illuminating a dainty skull and crossbones outlined in black icing. He laughed at the image, kissing the back of my head.

“You know…” he started, then abandoned his words for my lips. I flipped over onto my back as his tongue danced with mine. After a breathless moment, I pushed him back gently, lying down to memorize the lines of his soul. The glow of the candles around us cast a soft luster against our cheeks, giving a glint to his warm eyes.

Ash had been with me for three years at that time, stuck at my hip without any conflict. Being with him was as easy as the soft waves that lapped against the shore.

“Yes,” I gently prodded, wrapping my hands around his neck.

“Growing up, ever since my mother passed my father never celebrated my birthdays. In fact…no one’s ever done it, until you.”

My gaze softened as the implications of the moment hit me. Even with my family dysfunction I’d always had celebrations, every memory recorded, every moment written upon paper or snapped within the flashes of a camera. It’s why I had come up with the idea to jot every single day down, even the bad ones.

“Well…I hope to celebrate many more with you, lazy bones.”

“I’m afraid forever’s not enough,” he murmured, his fingers tracing slow circles on my wrist.

Softly, I traced the contours his face, foolishly afraid of the possibility he could vanish too.

The waves whispered before us as though shushing us out of the commiseration trajectory we always found ourselves on. The world didn’t realize that it stopped whenever love ceased to exist.

“Will you ever forget me?” I asked.

He leaned closer, resting his forehead against mine, so that our lips ghosted over one another.

“Never…would you?”

“Never,” I promised. “Whatever happens in life, we stick together.”

“Okay,” he said.

“Okay,” I replied as I leaned forward, locking my mouth to his.

“You forgot to feed me cake.” He pulled back suddenly, making me laugh.

Reaching over, I poked a finger into the cake, vanilla icing with cookies and cream filling, and brought it to his mouth. He licked the icing off my finger causing heat to travel to my core. A breathless moan escaped as the softness of his tongue sucked the icing clean. He did the same, reaching over for icing. My mouth opened for him without a word, allowing the two fingers to reach to the back of my throat before I sucked it off. I maintained eye contact as his fingers popped from my mouth and without a word I flipped him over.

Straddling his waist, I reached for the button of his shorts, pausing as we shared a look, confirming this was something we both wanted.

“I’ve been dreaming of this for years, little bird. The day I get to fill you with my dick. I want nothing more.” He reached for my bikini and loosened the string, tugging the material away, baring my slick, wet heat to the cool night’s wind.

Registering what he was doing too late, he grabbed my ass and pulled me to his face. His tongue laved at my clit, switching between gently licking and sucking. I threw my head back as the shocking electric pleasure became too much to bear, rocking against his tongue.

“Ash,” I cried out, the sensation too much to bear.

I would remember this night for years to come.

He pushed me to the side, my wetness evident on his lips making me ache so deeply, my entire body buzzed with need. “Ride my face baby.”

The command sent shivers down my spine and I wanted nothing more than to comply.

A smirk spread across his face as he gripped my thighs, imprinting his palms onto my skin. Behind fluttering lashes, I watched as he lowered me onto his awaiting tongue, my cunt welcoming the pleasure.

Tenderly, I moved against his tongue, but Ash is and was anything but patient and rocked me against his lips. It was like watching a starved man on the cusp of salvation. Every muscle in my body tensed as his tongue carried me to a place beyond pleasure. Beyond anything I could have ever felt. I was moaning his name senselessly.

“Good girl, keep riding my face.” Ash licked and massaged my soft flesh until stars exploded behind my eyes and my orgasm rippled through me. I could feel his smirk on my thigh as he planted rough biting kisses on both sides of my inner thighs. I was breathless and numb. Goosebumps scattered along my arms and a warmth slowly crept over my body.

Ash didn’t waste a second as he pulled his shorts down, not allowing me the satisfaction of seeing his dick spring free, then unclipped my bikini bra, exposing my breasts to him. His fingers teased the nipple of my left breast, before he lowered his soft mouth onto the cold flesh. He took it between his teeth, gentle as to apply pressure but not to be too rough. He mimicked the same movement on my right breast, until I could feel my wetness drip from my cunt and onto his stomach. He then reached between the juncture of my thighs, running his fingers between my lips, eliciting a moan from my throat.

“You are so fucking beautiful. I’m going to cum on every inch of your body tonight, until all of your body is marked with me,” he said as he dipped two fingers into the warmth of my cunt. The feeling was markedly different from that of his tongue.