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I smile and press a salty kiss against his skin before looking up at him. I can’t really see him, but I know every centimeter of his flesh so I can picture it in my mind.

“Thank you for celebrating her today too.” My words are rough around the knot in my throat, but I don’t care. I’m not embarrassed to show this emotion to him.

Brendon cups my face and slides onto my lap, straddling my thighs and deepening the kiss a little. Our chests are flush, arms holding each other close, and fingers spread to cover as much as we can.

Our kiss is slow but deep, powerful, and meaningful. It’s comfort, a promise, and understanding all wrapped up in a hug.

“I love you so much,” Brendon says against my skin and wraps his arms around my shoulders to pull me close. I kiss his neck and inhale his scent. Sunblock, sweat, and deodorant, but under it is Brendon. My husband. My best friend. My person.

“I love you too, baby, so much more than I thought was possible.”

We sit there for a while, just existing. Breathing together and feeling our heartbeats until he starts to squirm.

With a smile, I lean back on my palms and wait. He’s itching for those cupcakes, I know it. I can picture his face if I told him I wanted to eat both, and it makes me chuckle. He would let me, but he would not be happy about it.

“Can I eat this frosting off you?” Brendon picks one up, pulls the candle out to lick clean, then tosses it over his shoulder.

Called it.

“We should just eat them. You can have one,” I tell him, reaching for one of the cupcakes. “What flavor did you get?”

“I got red velvet for your mom ’cause Grandma said it was her favorite.” He points to the one I’m holding. “And something with Oreo cookies in it ’cause it looked amazing.”

I didn’t think I could love this man any more than I already did, but here he is, making me fall harder. It warms my heart to know he cares. That he went out of his way to make this special means the world. He cares so much, but people don’t see that. It’s their loss.

“You can have the Oreo one,” I say, pulling the wrapper down and taking a bite of the red velvet cake.

Brendon is almost vibrating with his excitement over this treat. I don’t know where he gets the energy from to be that excited after the long day we had, but here he is, damn near dancing in my lap over a cupcake.

He takes a bite and moans, dropping his head back on his shoulders.

“Damn, I thought I was the only one who got you to moan like that.” I smirk at him.

Brendon circles his hips over mine, grinding his ass over my dick.

“Oh my God, sex while eating this would be a hard one to beat.”

I finish my own cupcake and toss the wrapper in the trash.

“I’m way too tired for that. Come cuddle me so I can sleep.” I sit up and taste his lips. The cookie-cake mixture mixing with my own is delicious.

Brendon starts to pant, rolling his hips in a sensual glide.

“Even if I do all the work?” He pants against my mouth, a shiver making him tremble.

My cock is definitely taking notice, thickening under him, and my skin is starting to heat.

“You want to fuck me, baby?” I bite his lip and pull on it until he whines. “Fill me with your cum while you lick mine off my skin?”

The pitiful whimper he lets out is the only convincing I need.

“Get the lube.”

Brendon shoves the rest of the treat into his mouth and scrambles off my lap to find the lube and take his balloon underwear off.

I take mine off too and stroke myself lazily with one arm behind my head. He finds the bottle he never puts away and holds it up victoriously before climbing between my legs. He nuzzles my trimmed pubic hair and licks my balls. I hold his head still with a hand in his hair and continue to stroke myself.

The cap on the lube clicks open, and I spread my thighs to give him better access. His slick fingers slide down my crack and swirl around my hole. I groan when he pushes against it and sucks my ball into his mouth.

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