Chapter 10 Leo
LEO
It’s been two months since Michael found out about my relationship with Cecilia.
He hasn’t contacted us, and won’t return our texts or calls.
I know it’s hurting Cecilia that Michael is acting like this, but she’s trying to stay strong, hoping her dad will come around soon and accept our relationship. We both miss Michael.
It’s Cecilia’s birthday, and I’m throwing her a surprise party at one of the local restaurants in town.
I invited her dad, but he hasn’t RSVP’d, so I wasn’t not sure if he was coming or not.
I really hope he’ll be there or else Cecilia will be even more devastated than she admits she is right now. I needed to fix this.
I called Michael again, my call going to voicemail.
“Hey, Mike. Just wanted to remind you that tonight’s Cecilia’s surprise birthday party at Ember Cottage Restaurant.
Hope you can make it. I know Cecilia would be so happy if you did…
so would I. It would mean so much to both of us.
” I hung up the call, then sent him a text, saying something similar in case he didn’t want to listen to my voice mail.
I heard the front door close, knowing that Cecilia was just coming home from work.
The sweet scent of my girlfriend got stronger as she approached me in my office.
I placed my phone down, not wanting her to see any details about her surprise party.
I tilted my head up, watching her sway her hips as she closed the distance.
I pushed my chair back, patting my lap with a smirk across my face.
“Happy birthday, baby,” I greeted her.
“Thanks, baby. You already wished me a happy birthday this morning in the best way possible,” she said, draping her arms around my neck as she sat on my lap. “I love it when you wake me up that way.”
“I know, but I wanted to say it again. Today’s your day,” I told her, wrapping my arms around her waist, my hand resting on her plump ass.
She flashed her beautiful smile, then pressed a gentle kiss to my lips.
“Thanks, baby. I love you,” she professed.
I smiled against her lips. “I love you too, baby…so, so much.”
I placed another kiss to her lips then pulled away, our eyes locking.
“I made reservations at Ember Cottage tonight at seven-thirty,” I told her.
“Oh, fancy. I can’t wait to dress up for you.” Cecilia was playing with the ends of my hair.
“I’m sure you’ll look gorgeous as always.”
Her cheeks blushed as it always did when I complimented her, looking adorable.
“Since we have a couple hours until we have to get ready, can I tell you my birthday wish?” she asked, a glint of mischief in her eyes.
I lifted an eyebrow. “What’s that?”
“To have birthday sex again.” Her lips tugged to a mischievous grin, matching the sparkle in her eyes.
“For you, baby, I’ll grant that wish any day and time, even when it’s not your birthday.” I wiggled my eyebrows playfully.
Our lips crashed, kissing each other hungrily as if it was this was the last thing we’d ever do with each other.
Gripping her waist, I lifted her up and set her on my large wooden desk.
Grabbing the hem of her shirt, I pulled it over her head and tossed it to the floor.
My hands traveled down her chest, stopping at her lace-covered tits and cupping them.
I squeezed her breasts, then rubbed circles on her nipples, feeling them harden under her bra.
I reached behind her, unclasping her bra and letting it slip down her arms. Her creamy skin looked so smooth and soft as I admired the beautiful woman in front of me.
I was a lucky motherfucker to be with this incredible woman.
Today’s her special day, and I was going to worship her body until I gave her multiple orgasms and have her screaming my name.
I filled my palms with her perky tits, fitting perfectly in my hands.
As I massaged one of her tits, my mouth captured the other, pulling her nipple into my mouth.
I swirled my tongue around her nipple and sucked on it until it turned to a sharp peak.
I took my time, making her moan, her hands running through my hair.
I moved onto her other breast, giving it the same attention, not wanting to neglect it.
I leaned back, my hands lowering to her pants and undoing her fly. She lifted her hips as I tugged her pants down and off her legs, along with her lace panties, exposing her perfect pussy, glistening with her arousal.
I licked my lips as she spread her legs and bit her bottom lip.
Fuck, she looked so sexy. I sat on my leather office chair, scooting in until my face was in front of her dripping pussy.
I pushed her inner thighs, keeping her spread wide then leaned in, licking up her slit.
Goddamn, she was sweet. I couldn’t get enough of the taste of her. I was addicted.
My tongue weaved between her folds, lapping all her juices before finding her swollen clit.
I flicked and sucked on the sensitive bundle of nerves, gaining a moan from her.
I looked up, finding her head thrown back, eyes closed, and lips formed in an O.
She was lost in pleasure, getting close to her climax, her sensual sounds getting louder.
“Fuck, baby. I’m coming,” she whimpered, writhing against my mouth.
She gripped my hair, tugging on my strands, a slight sting to my scalp. Cecilia cried out, her body shaking as she panted with her orgasm. I lapped up all her cum, making sure to get every single drop. It would be a waste to leave some of this honey behind.
She reached for the waistband of my pants and I grabbed her wrists.
“Uh-uh, baby,” I said, shaking my head.
Her brows furrowed. “You don’t want me to give you a blow job?” she asked.
“Not tonight, baby. Today’s all about you…I’m going to make you feel good.” I released her wrists.
“Please, Leo,” she mewled.
“What did you want, baby?”
“Your big dick inside me.” Her voice was filled with need.
She didn’t have to tell me twice. I pulled my shirt over my head before stripping my pants and boxer briefs. I stroked my painfully hard cock, closing the distance between us and lining up my tip with her pussy. Cecilia leaned back on the desk, propping herself up with her elbows.
My hands pressed down the desk on either side of her hips as I punched my hips forward, driving inside her tight pussy in one long stroke. Our breaths hitched, her pussy adjusting to my length before I pulled back then thrusted into her again, keeping a steady pace.
Leaning down, my lips crushed hers, our tongues curling around one another, her hands wrapped around my back. I kissed down her neck, sucking at the skin where her shoulder meets her neck.
“Harder…faster,” she purred.
I drove into her harder, the sound of our slick skin slapping filling the air along with the thick aroma of sex. She dug her fingernails into my back, her moans growing louder, a hiss leaving my lips.
“Fuck! I’m coming,” she cried out, her pussy walls tightening around my length.
I grunted, thrusting faster as we both chased our orgasms. Pleasure grew in my core, my cock throbbing.
“Come now, baby,” I ordered, and her body stiffened before she shuddered, her back bowing off the desk.
My hips moved at piston speed, my climax on the brink of exploding. I panted, my heart rate speeding up. Thrusting once…twice…I slammed into her and stilled, spilling my seed inside her, my cock jerking with my release.
We were both panting, catching our breaths. I pulled out then lifted her off the desk, placing her on my lap as I sat down on my leather office chair. I held her in my arms, gazing into her eyes.
“I love you, Cece,” I professed.
“I love you, too, Leo.” She flashed her bright smile, then placed a chaste kiss on my lips.
“Let’s get ready for our dinner reservations, baby.” I stood up, carrying her in my arms to my bedroom, hoping that she’ll be surprised when we get to her party.
“Surprise!” the crowd of Cecilia’s family and friends yelled out as we stepped into the restaurant.
I looked down at my gorgeous girlfriend, who had her hands over her mouth in shock. Cecilia tipped her head back, her eyes filled with tears.
“You did this for me?” she asked.
“Of course, beautiful. Happy birthday,” I told her, kissing the top of her head.
We went to greet our guests as lots of laughter and chatter filled the room. I scanned around, frowning that Michael wasn’t here. I quickly forced a smile, not wanting anyone to catch my disappointment.
As we waited for our dinner to be served, the room got quiet and all eyes were at the entrance of the private room. Cecilia and I turned around, eyes widening. Michael was here.
“Dad!” Cecilia got up and ran toward Michael with me following behind her.
She wrapped her arms around him, crying into his chest.
“I missed you, Dad,” she sobbed.
“I missed you, too, Cece.” Michael tightened his embrace, kissing her forehead. “Happy birthday, sweetheart.”
“I’m so happy you’re here,” she said softly into his chest.
Michael’s gaze met mine, giving a small smile. He released the hug with his daughter then approached me, giving me an embrace.
“Thanks for coming, brother. We’re so happy you’re here,” I said lowly.
“I wouldn’t miss it,” Michael said.
Releasing the hug, Michael looked between Cecilia and I.
“Could I talk to you both privately for a minute?” he asked.
Cecilia and I nodded our heads, and followed Michael to the far corner of the room away from our guests.
“I’m sorry that I haven’t returned your calls and texts over the last couple months,” Michael started. “It’s still going to take me some time to get used to the idea of you two together, but you’re both consenting adults and could do whatever you want.”
“I’m sorry, Dad, for how you found out. We were going to tell you,” Cecilia said.
“I can see how much you love and care for one another, so I’m not going to get in your way. You both mean a lot to me, and I miss having you both around.” I rarely saw how vulnerable Michael can be, but he truly does care for us.
“I won’t hurt Cece ever. I love her,” I confessed.
“I know you won’t, brother. If you do, I’ll kill you,” Michael said, his voice darkened with the last three words.
I tipped my head, acknowledging what he said, our gaze not breaking. I knew he was serious, but so was I. I would never do anything to hurt Cecilia. She means everything to me.
We talked a bit more, then joined the rest of our guests at the table and continued to celebrate the love of my life.
Now that Cecilia’s father was here, our lives felt more complete with our loved ones surrounding us.
The next time will be our wedding day. When I feel Michael has completely accepted my relationship with his daughter, I’ll ask him for his permission to marry Cecilia.
I swore that I wouldn’t marry anyone else after the divorce left a bitter taste in my mouth, but love found me again. I’m never going to let Cecilia go. She is my world and I wouldn’t know what to do without her in my life.