"We will face it together, baby." I hug her and go get the dishes.
We have dinner in silence between looks and caresses, we talk about the band but above all about us. I'm really impressed on the plans she has for the band, and I'm thrilled even though I can only hear half of it, she distracts me.
I get up and go to the fridge to get the cake I bought her.
“Okay, I'm the worst boyfriend ever and I couldn't tell the pastry chef how old you are. I'll just let you imagine his face. '' Angel giggles as I place the numbered candles in front of her.
"The worst boyfriend?" She asks, raising her eyebrow and I realize I really said it.
“This is what I want to be and much more. Well..., except for the worst part."
"Oh, I'm sure," she says laughing, taking a two and a five.
"Twenty-five? For real?"
“Don't say I look younger or older! Or is it our difference that worries you?"
“Baby I'm only four years older than you, I'm not that old and even if I were I wouldn't care. Make a wish." I tell her, lighting the candles.
"I wish I had you in my life, forever," she whispers looking at me as she blows out the candles.
“Only mine, forever? I like the idea," I say, kissing her.
"I got a classic cream, raspberry and chocolate cake, I hope you like it."
"I love chocolate, cream and raspberries are my favorites. You're not that bad as a boyfriend." She tells me as I cut two slices and clean the chocolate ganache from the knife. Angel takes my finger and puts it in her mouth, wiping it off the chocolate. God her lips on me make me horny, I close my eyes holding back a moan. "Oh yeah, it's really good."
"You want to kill me, admit it!"
I say, pouring two glasses of Rose sparkling wine. "To you, my wonderful angel." We clink glasses and finish eating the cake.
She helps me clear the table and wash the dishes, and everything seems so natural with her. It is as if we are in tune.
she wipes her hands and takes off her heels and gets on the sofa, zapping in search of a movie.
I sit next to her and pull her to my chest. She approaches me and I feel her nervousness. "What's going on, baby?"
"Nothing," she says, hugging me, breathing in my perfume. I love when she does it, I love when she hugs me.
We start to see Growing up, and she relaxes under my touch. We laugh together at the film's silly jokes. Angel looks up and I lower my head to kiss her. She licks my lips and I pull her astride me. Taking everything she has to offer me. Our tongues duel in a slow and sensual movement as her hands caress me and mine wander over her body. I take her hips, rubbing her over me as a moan escapes her.
"I love hearing you moan." I whisper, sucking the base of her neck. Her hands linger on my t-shirt and then lift it up. I do the same with her blouse and take it off revealing a red lace bra. My mouth goes dry, the things I want to do with her.
"Matt ..." she gasps. "I want you."
"Me too, baby, but I don't want to rush you." Her eyes are full of desire and God knows how much I would like to make her mine, have her all to myself, all night, but I'm afraid to rush things.
She kisses my neck with those soft lips, kissing my chest and licking my nipples. She kneels and looks at me for my permission. I can't take my eyes off her as she starts undoing my belt and jeans buttons.
"Baby ..." I gasp and she shakes her head. She takes off my jeans leaving me in my underwear staring at my hard cock. When she touches it with her lips from above the material I hold my breath letting my head go back. I help her take off my boxers and when I feel her moist, warm lips around him I can't hold back a roar. I give her all the time to touch me and explore me, watching her taking all of me in her mouth makes me tremble. She moves my shaft up and down sucking and licking making me pant even more.
I pull her up and kiss her and carry her in my arms to the bedroom. I kick the door that opens and put her on the bed capturing her lips, taking off her bra, biting her skin as my tongue teases her nipples by taking off her pants.
"Matt ..." she moans as I take off her tiny thong sinking my tongue between her folds making her arch her back, her clitoris is swollen and requires attention that I gladly give it to her making her shake. She comes almost immediately, and I continue my assault as she rides the wave of pleasure.
I crawl on the bed, getting on my knees as I tear off the condom wrapper with my teeth, rolling it onto my hard cock while continuing to look at her. I position myself between her legs as her breath quickens and I kiss her as I rub my cock into her opening.
"Matt, I have to tell you something ..." she gasps in my mouth, and I move away looking at her.
