David sits beside Barnaby, and pulls him in for a kiss. I do a curtsy as he pulls away, the cake still held firmly in my hands with the candles burning.
“Too right it’s a fucking surprise!” Barnaby says. “How did you…?” His voice trails off. “Ah. The Agency.”
David pats his shoulder.
“Go, Detective Barnaby. Now, blow the candles out and make a wish for real.”
Barnaby’s eyes are on mine as he blows the candles out, still staring at me like I’m an apparition. He jumps as David lays a hand on his knee.
“Does she remind you of anyone?”
Barnaby rolls his wide eyes. “As if that’s a question. No wonder you’ve been on your phone so much, scrolling. Needle in a haystack.”
“Very beautiful needle in a very tasty haystack.”
I look from one to the other with a smirk, feeling a proud hot prickle across my cheeks. They aren’t seeingElla Edwards, the cheating hookerwhen they look at me. They’re seeing me as Holly. A horny treat from The Agency who happens to look like the velvet loving, pixie booted Lucy from Barnaby’s past.
“Happy birthday,” I say again, and hand the cake to David who puts it down on a side table.
“Take a closer look at her,” David tells his husband. “Go on, spoil yourself.”
Barnaby gets to his feet, and he’s taller than David. My pixie boots only have small heels, and I stare up at him with a flutter of long fake lashes as he circles me.
“This is insane,” Barnaby says. “You’re like a doppelganger. Your mother doesn’t happen to be called Lucy, does she?”
I laugh as I shake my head.
“No. My mum’s name is Debra, and I’ve never seen her in black velvet in my life.”
“Extraordinary,” he says, still circling.
“You can touch, you know,” I tell him. “Help yourself. I’m your birthday treat, remember?”
“You’ll taste even better than the birthday cake.”
“I hope so.” I let Holly take over my actions. “Here, let me help you sample the goods.”
I take hold of Barnaby’s hands, and press them to my velvet covered tits, smiling as I land my lips on his. It’s barely morethan a peck, but he takes the bait, and sighs into my mouth as he pushes his tongue into action. Fuck me, right from the off his kiss is full of unbridled lust. His tongue dives in deep to dance with mine, and I kiss him back with fervour, keeping David’s proposal in mind.
Barnaby’s pleasure is paramount, so I give him every scrap of my attention, letting Holly seduce him like a woman desperate for his dick. And that part isn’t lying. His lust fuels mine. His needs stoke the fire in my own core of need, and I’m grabbing at him. Kissing him harder. Deeper.
Iamhis Lucy tonight.
I part my legs and grind myself against his thick thigh, hoping I leave a wet trail of horny heat on his white trousers. I want him to know how much his dirtyLucywants him.
His hands crush my tits before his fingers tug at my velvet neckline, and he groans in delight when his knuckles graze the lace of my fancy bra underneath. I guess Lucy must have worn lace under her velvet, too.
“This is fucking crazy,” he moans between kisses, then takes a break to look at his husband. “Come on, David, aren’t you going to share?”
David relaxes on the Chesterfield with his hands behind his head, and he looks proud of himself. Mega relaxed, with a blatant bulge in his chinos.
“Not yet, Barney. She’s all yours for now. Happy birthday to you.”
“Happy birthday to me, indeed,” Barnaby says, and lands his lips on mine for another round.
He’s so bulky I can barely reach around him to grab his ass. I love how thick set he is as I work my crotch against his meaty thigh.
“I’m making a mess,” I tell him. “I’m so turned on already, I’m sopping.”
