Ve raises my chin with a finger and makes me look at him. He then places a wet, passionate kiss on my lips and pulls me closer, wrapping his arms around me in a warm, caring gesture.
“There’s only you. Nobody compares to you. Don’t worry,” he says and hugs me tighter. I’m grateful for that. It’s funny how sometimes we can communicate perfectly, and sometimes we can’t seem to break through to each other.
“Hey, babe, there you are!” It’s Lizzy.
I spin on my heel and slam into her outstretched arms. Lizzy is a good friend. I can’t say we’re especially close, but you can’t call every acquaintance a close friend, can you? Only Vicks and Ivy deserve to be called that. Maybe Nikki, too, though I don’t fully trust her. There’s something disturbing about her. Besides, my first impression of her was awful, and first impressions are rarely wrong in my case. She’s undoubtedly important to me, but when we spend time together, I can’t shake the feeling that she’s insincere. I don’t know if I can trust her one hundred percent, but I do love her like Ivy or Vicks.
Lizzy and Phillip are together, so he got his way in the end. However, it’s worrying. He’s a bit of a playboy. I fear he’ll have his fun and dump Lizzy. On the other hand, Lizzy is a very confident girl, a cocky single child, so she might as well wrap him around her finger and be the one to dump him. She will probably make him think he’s the one playing first fiddle. I can’t say I like the guy. I don’t trust him. His energy is weird. But Lizzy seems to like him just fine. I think they’re doing great.
A couple drinks in, everyone is having fun, partying. The dancefloor is bursting at the seams. The party is great. I danceand have lots of fun with Ve, but midnight comes fast. We’re still waiting for the birthday cake and confetti. We plan to take a French leave right after that.
The cake is incredibly good. It has caramel and whipped cream and tastes like heaven. Ve comes over, draws his pretty face very close to mine, and licks the remains of the cream from the corner of my mouth.
“I couldn’t help myself. I like watching you eat things you like. You’re always so caught up in it. You lose yourself eating cake, and the look in your eyes is as hot as when you suck my dick.”
“Ve!” I punch him in the shoulder. “You’re such a perv!”
“Only when I’m with you. I love you. Should we go now?”
“Wait a second. Let me finish my champagne.” I down the glass. He takes my hand, and we slip out, taking the opportunity when everyone is eating.
My head is filled with intrusive thoughts on our way back.
“Are you happy with me, Ve?”
“Yes, very much. Why are you asking?”
“I don’t know, to be honest. Sometimes it’s perfect, but there are moments when I sense a very different energy from you. It doesn’t fit your behavior.”
“Anything more concrete?”
“Not right now, no…”
“So stop overthinking things.” He grips my hand and kisses me on the top of my palm, stops, and turns me his way. “You’re everything to me. Never forget that.”
“I’ll try, but sometimes it’s hard to understand. That’s all. We’re going to Daisy Valley with Nicki tomorrow.” I change the subject. “I told you that before, didn’t I?”
I can’t remember if I did. I’m so happy with him, everything else seems unimportant. It’s as if all the other things didn’t exist. I enjoy each and every moment I have with him. He’s my whole world now.
“I don’t recall you saying that, no. Are you leaving for long?”
“A couple of days. My parents will be happy I went with them. I need to be there for them at least sometimes.” I chuckle. “Otherwise, they’ll think you eclipsed the world for me.”
“Did I?”
“Oh, yeah.”
“You did the same to my world.”
Finally, we reach my apartment block. We stop in the lobby, waiting for the elevator. I turn to Ve, who’s leaning against the wall. I slide my hand down his pants, reaching for his cock. He reacts instantly. His hands grip my thighs, clutch at them. They shift upwards and close on my buttocks. He lifts me in the air and I wrap my legs around his hips. My skirt slides up. My ass is showing. My lips find his. Ve accepts the kiss. His lips part. When the elevator comes, he doesn’t stop kissing me, carrying me inside and pressing my back to the wall. It’s cold. I push away the sensation and focus on his caress. He pulls his head away and says, “The way you mess with my head, girl… Do you want me to fuck you here and now?”
“I don’t know. You tell me what you want.”
“Don’t you provoke me, babe! You don’t have the slightest idea what I’m capable of when it comes to you.”
“Is that a threat or a promise?” I tease.
“Don’t overdo it, I’m warning you. Unless you want me to hold you to the wall and fuck you right away.”