Best Birthday Ever

Jess laid the bowl she was carrying on the night table next to a sleeping Don. She had a surprise for the birthday boy; she took one last glance at herself in the mirror. Content with her appearance, she walked around to his side of the bed so she was directly in his line of sight and waited for the alarm she set to go off.

The buzzing rang through the room; Don reached out and slammed down the button making the irritating sound disappear. "Morning, Birthday Boy," Jess said alluringly.

The sexiness in her voice brought Don to a conscious state. He opened his eyes gazing at her. His breath hitched at what he saw. There in front of him stood Jess, her hair up but still curly from their date the night before. But what really caught his attention was the little fact she was standing there wearing no clothes: just a strategically placed whipped cream bikini. "Have I died and gone to heaven?" Don asked.

Jess grinned and shook her head no, "Just turning thirty-one." Don kicked the blankets to the floor not wanting anything to ruin the masterpiece before he got the chance to play. He reached out, seized her wrists, and pulled her towards him. Jess giggled and carefully joined him in bed.

"So I get dessert for breakfast," Don chuckled holding her wrist; he ran her finger along the outer edge of her breast collecting whipped cream then he brought it to his mouth. He kissed the tip of her finger getting a taste of the sweet topping on his lips. He slowly enclosed his lips around her finger and began to lick the whipped cream off.

"Yep," Jess agreed. Don leaned over her, placing one hand on each side of her to keep him above her. His lips brushed against hers allowing her to taste the sweetness. "But," Jess whispered against his lips, wrapping her hands around his neck and pulling his lips harder against hers, "I do believe in a balanced diet," she went on breaking the kiss. "That's why I have fresh strawberries in the bowl over there." And without giving him a chance to reply, she pressed her lips against his again. Don let out an involuntary moan and gave Jess access to his mouth, letting her tongue explore every inch. Don pulled back, roaming his lips down to her neck before stopping to caress her skin; Jess moaned as his tongued brushed lightly against a certain part of her neck. Don smiled into her and continued his path of kisses down to her shoulder, down to her collarbone; he kept wandering until they reached the tip of the bikini. Carefully, Don traced the edge with his tongue licking up the delightful treat. "Mmm," Jess moaned.

Don forced himself to detach from her. He turned so his arm could reach into the bowl; he grabbed a strawberry and propped his self up with his elbow. Don rested the strawberry in her cleavage area and slowly slid it down her body causing Jess to shudder at the sensual touch. Don continued until he reached her delicate area; he ran the strawberry over her letting his fingers brush against her too and lathered the strawberry in whipped cream. Don flipped himself so he was hovering over her and brought the fruit up to her mouth running it along her lips, Jess opened her mouth, taking a slow bite of the dessert. Don felt the pull in his boxers that was developing from their play and from how sexy Jess looked eating the fruit. Don leaned over and placed his lips on hers to taste the delectable flavors.

"I must have been a really good boy this year to deserve this," Don teased against her lips.

Jess giggled as Don began to roam her neck again. "That's Christmas," she joked, "Not birthdays."

"Tomato, tomahto," Don laughed continuing his journey down to her breasts.

"Oh….mmm," Jess sighed as Don's tongued traveled across her breasts licking the cream.

He began to suck around one firm nipple and using his hand, he began to stroke the other nipple. Jess lifted her hips up against him trying to convince him to move his tongue in a different direction. "Now, now," Don stated, "I'm the birthday boy so I get to do whatever I want." He found her breast taking the nipple between his teeth he began to bite gently enjoying the sweetness from the treat.

"I think you have it backwards," Jess responded caressing her fingers down his shoulders and back allowing her fingers to lightly dig in. "You're the birthday boy so you should be receiving not giving." She wanted to be in control, but Don had her pinned so there was no way she could switch positions without him letting her.

"I don't see it that way," Don continued the banter once he let her go. Jess nuzzled his neck attacking it with kisses and started to lightly suck one spot, which would surely leave a mark.

Don resumed his assault against her breasts and gradually began to kiss his way downwards. Resting at her navel to lick around it and placing a few extra butterfly kisses there, he continued until his lips touched the top of her "bikini bottom." He glossed his lips across soaking up the flavors. Jess moaned again and began to wiggle trying to get out of his hold. "Stay still," Don warned. "Or I'm going to go slower." His tongued dabbed down her area. Jess was unable to come up with a comeback, her brain had stopped working. Don separated himself from her so he could rid himself of his boxers and so he could take another strawberry in his hand. He repositioned so he no longer had her legs pinned. Don put the strawberry into his mouth with his hands free he placed them on the tanned legs and spread them apart getting a view of her wetness; he felt himself shudder, but he still had a few things left to do to Jess. Don regained his composure momentarily and scooted himself so he could start at her calf. Keeping the strawberry securely fastened in his teeth, he placed it against the inner part of her leg and, with an agonizingly slow pace, brushed the strawberry against her leg, wandering it up to her inner thigh and bringing it to brush against the lips of her vagina.

"Jesus," Jess responded. Don moved out far enough to let the fruit drop out of his mouth then buried his face into her; his tongue licked her lips up and down before he finally pushed his tongue into her warm pussy. His tongue moved freely from her inner lips to her outer labia on her right side. Don drew Jess's lips into his mouth and started to massage them with his tongue. Because he didn't want her left side to feel jealous he moved his tongue over to do the same there. Don pushed it in further, stroking her clit along the way. Jess gripped the sheets feeling the pleasure building throughout her entire body. Don began to thrust his tongue inside her, in and out. He took a break and began to explore all of her insides then he started to pump his tongue in and out of her again. Occasionally, his tongue would return to her clitoris: circling it, sucking it, and massaging it. "Oh Yes! …Right there," Jess screamed out as he hit her spot. He had her so hot and he knew it. On his next trip to her clitoris, he took it into his mouth and gently began to suck on it while he simultaneously flicked his tongue aggressively over and around it.

"Oh Jesus," Jess cursed losing herself to him.

Don slipped his tongue out of her and slid his body up onto hers so his hardness was rubbing against her slit. He glided his hands back up her body coving them in the whipped cream; he lowered his lips against Jess's and got ready to enter her.

"Not yet," Jess said trying to stop him. "It's your birthday, I'm supposed to pleasure…"

But Don cut her off with his lips, "Screaming my name and this," he said tasting his fingers, "is enough for me. I need you now!"

Jess didn't protest any further, instead her hand reached down taking a hold of his penis. She gently tapped her fingers against his tip before guiding it to her entrance. Don slipped his hard cock into her wet heat. Jess slid her arms around his neck pulling her firmly against her covering both their bodies with the sticky topping. Don's lips found hers once more as he began to push into her. Not bothering to start slow this morning, he thrust forcefully into her then pulled back and pushed in again. Jess gently bit down on his lips and ground her hips against him. She wrapped her legs around Don allowing him more access to her. Don penetrated further and deeper inside her hitting her happy spot. "Donnie," she shouted and she started to curse in French as her body reached climax and released her juices against him. And Don did the same into her without the French swear words.

Don hovered over her for a few more minutes lovingly kissing her forehead, her nose, and her lips. He pulled out and rolled onto his back next to her, Don raised his arm and Jess lifted her head resting it on his arm. "You're the best," Don said. "You know that right?"

Jess nodded. "Of course I am," she laughed.

Don shook his head and pulled her closer to him. "I'm not touching that one," he smirked.

"Yeah, me neither," Jess replied propping herself up to place kisses on his chest.

"Hmm…I wish we could stay like this all day."

"We could, we could play hooky," Don suggested knowing neither one would.

"Tempting," Jess replied. "But we have work…remember work?"

"Yes, I do," Don said letting his fingers stroke her shoulder. "Work is that thing taking my incredibly hot girlfriend from me on my birthday 'cause she got stuck with the late shift."

"And forcing you out of bed and out of that incredibly hot girlfriend's arms," Jess laughed. "'Cause I might have the morning off but you don't."

"Yeah, I have to get up," Don agreed but didn't move.

"Don," Jess said.

"Umm," he answered.

"Shower," she ordered. "Work."

"Okay," Don replied. "Only if you come with me."

"You will never get to work if I join you," Jess stated. "But this stuff is sticky and we'll be saving water."

"You really are the best," Don repeated kissing the top of her head.

"Don," Jess whispered.

"Umm…" he replied.

"Je t'amie," she whispered looking up to his eyes. Her heart started to beat faster. It had been a long time since she had spoken those words to a guy: it was why she chosen to say it in another language and the first time she said it to Don. What if he didn't say it back, she worried.

But her fears were unfounded because without hesitance Don replied, "I love you too, babe."

"I know it has just begun: but on a scale of 1 to 10, your birthday…" Jess started to ask.

"Best birthday ever," Don grinned. "Good luck topping it next year."