than six. I need time to get it all ready,” I beamed, kissing him passionately. “I love you.”
“I love you, too, Beautiful,” he sighed, stroking my face.
“Thank you for all your help, Mrs. Davis,” I stressed. “I’m not sure I would have gotten all of this done without you.”
“It’s my pleasure. Oliver hasn’t celebrated his birthday in such a long time. It’s wonderful to finally do something.”
“I hope he likes it. I mean, what do you give the man that has everything?”
“He’ll love it because it’s from you,” she smiled, touching my face. “Well, I better leave you to it. I’m staying with my sister tonight.”
“You don’t have to do that.”
“I thought you’d like the apartment to yourself. I know you’ll look after Oliver. You have everything covered,” she said, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively.
I needed to get dressed; I was only in my black silk robe and sexy red underwear, but I still had half an hour until Oliver would be back. After setting the table outside, I lit all the tiny candles that lined the pathway to the balcony.
I was half way up the staircase when I heard the door open and close. Damn Oliver! He was early!
“Didn’t you listen to me earlier?” I huffed, crossing my arms as I turned to face him.
“I didn’t want to wait any longer.” His eyes began to roam over my body. He had a way of making me feel naked even when I was fully dressed.
“Now, I have no idea if you’re talking about your surprise or me,” I giggled as he began to slowly stalk toward me one step at a time.
“Jade, you know it’s always you I want—the surprise can wait.” That familiar ache between my legs began to burn.
“We can’t. I’ve already made dinner. If we don’t eat now, it will be ruined.”
“You’ve made me wait all day, and you know the things that I can do to you on this staircase.” Oliver didn’t play fair!
“I know it’s your birthday, but please let me do this for you. I just need to quickly get dressed and then we can eat. After that, you can do whatever you want to me.”
He was now on the same step as me, his breath on my neck as he pulled me toward him. “I’ll agree on one condition,” he whispered, opening my robe a little to expose my red bra. “You don’t get dressed. I love you like this, in silk and sexy red underwear.”
“Deal.” I pecked his lips before sliding out of his arms. “You might as well slip into something more comfortable, too. Mrs . Davis is out for the evening so we have the place to ourselves.”
“Mmm, you have thought of everything,” he mused before heading upstairs.
I was turning the steaks over when Oliver came up behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist.
“You smell so good,” he purred, kissing down my neck. “So what are we having for dinner?”
“Steak with a peppercorn sauce, served with fancy, twice baked potatoes and vegetables.”
“Twice baked potatoes?” he chuckled. “What’s that?”
“It’s an English recipe that goes great with steak.” I turned around, wrapping my arms around his neck while taking him in. He was only in sweats and a T-shirt, but he’d never looked sexier. “You can open your gift now if you want. The food will be another ten minutes.”
“You didn’t have to get my anything, Beautiful. This is enough,” he sighed, rubbing his nose against mine before capturing my lips with his.
“It isn’t much,” I breathed against his mouth. When I led Oliver outside, he smiled at all the tiny lights that lit the night.
“You’ve really been busy, huh?” he mused, taking in the table outside that I’d set for us.
“Mrs. Davis helped a little, but I wanted to make it special for you.” Stretching, I picked up his gift, suddenly worried about whether or not he was going to like it. “I hope you like it.”
“I know I will,” he smiled. “I’m guessing it’s a painting?” The gift was a little obvious, but the painting itself
“I love you, too, Beautiful,” he sighed, stroking my face.
“Thank you for all your help, Mrs. Davis,” I stressed. “I’m not sure I would have gotten all of this done without you.”
“It’s my pleasure. Oliver hasn’t celebrated his birthday in such a long time. It’s wonderful to finally do something.”
“I hope he likes it. I mean, what do you give the man that has everything?”
“He’ll love it because it’s from you,” she smiled, touching my face. “Well, I better leave you to it. I’m staying with my sister tonight.”
“You don’t have to do that.”
“I thought you’d like the apartment to yourself. I know you’ll look after Oliver. You have everything covered,” she said, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively.
I needed to get dressed; I was only in my black silk robe and sexy red underwear, but I still had half an hour until Oliver would be back. After setting the table outside, I lit all the tiny candles that lined the pathway to the balcony.
I was half way up the staircase when I heard the door open and close. Damn Oliver! He was early!
“Didn’t you listen to me earlier?” I huffed, crossing my arms as I turned to face him.
“I didn’t want to wait any longer.” His eyes began to roam over my body. He had a way of making me feel naked even when I was fully dressed.
“Now, I have no idea if you’re talking about your surprise or me,” I giggled as he began to slowly stalk toward me one step at a time.
“Jade, you know it’s always you I want—the surprise can wait.” That familiar ache between my legs began to burn.
“We can’t. I’ve already made dinner. If we don’t eat now, it will be ruined.”
“You’ve made me wait all day, and you know the things that I can do to you on this staircase.” Oliver didn’t play fair!
“I know it’s your birthday, but please let me do this for you. I just need to quickly get dressed and then we can eat. After that, you can do whatever you want to me.”
He was now on the same step as me, his breath on my neck as he pulled me toward him. “I’ll agree on one condition,” he whispered, opening my robe a little to expose my red bra. “You don’t get dressed. I love you like this, in silk and sexy red underwear.”
“Deal.” I pecked his lips before sliding out of his arms. “You might as well slip into something more comfortable, too. Mrs . Davis is out for the evening so we have the place to ourselves.”
“Mmm, you have thought of everything,” he mused before heading upstairs.
I was turning the steaks over when Oliver came up behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist.
“You smell so good,” he purred, kissing down my neck. “So what are we having for dinner?”
“Steak with a peppercorn sauce, served with fancy, twice baked potatoes and vegetables.”
“Twice baked potatoes?” he chuckled. “What’s that?”
“It’s an English recipe that goes great with steak.” I turned around, wrapping my arms around his neck while taking him in. He was only in sweats and a T-shirt, but he’d never looked sexier. “You can open your gift now if you want. The food will be another ten minutes.”
“You didn’t have to get my anything, Beautiful. This is enough,” he sighed, rubbing his nose against mine before capturing my lips with his.
“It isn’t much,” I breathed against his mouth. When I led Oliver outside, he smiled at all the tiny lights that lit the night.
“You’ve really been busy, huh?” he mused, taking in the table outside that I’d set for us.
“Mrs. Davis helped a little, but I wanted to make it special for you.” Stretching, I picked up his gift, suddenly worried about whether or not he was going to like it. “I hope you like it.”
“I know I will,” he smiled. “I’m guessing it’s a painting?” The gift was a little obvious, but the painting itself
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