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My chest expands, my throat clogs up, filling up on all the beauty she is. I carry her to the couch to lay her down on her back and kneel at her feet to remove her high heels.

Her eyes are unfocused, and her mouth is swollen. “Honey?”

“Yes, baby.”

I lift her skirt to kiss my way up her satiny legs. I bite into her inner thigh, she moans, and I get harder.

When I pull her blouse open, my mouth waters. Her black, lacy underwear encases her body roping around her waist and teasing a view of her pussy. I fist the V-neck of her blouse and yank hard. I plunge, mouth open on her nipple while her back arches and her hands clamp my head. “Gabe.”

Fuck, I’m salivating.I take her mouth.

When she turns her head the side to catch her breath, I rear up on my knees. I need a rubber. Aelin fists my waistband, unbuckles my pants, and her touch on my naked cock shoots through my spine.

“Baby—”

“My turn.”

I open my eyes just as she sits up and closes her lips on the head of my cock.

Sliding slowly in her mouth, I wrap my hand around the back of her head. She makes a sound in her throat that has me almost coming and flattens her tongue to take me deeper.

When I hit the back of her throat, she swallows, and with my eyes on her, I fuck her mouth slowly. Soon, pleasure shoots at the base of my spine. Better than my fantasies. So much… Her soft hands cup my balls and I come hard.

“Aelin…”

Epilogue

Aelin

“No.”

“Morning, my love.”

When Gabe, who’s spooning me, slides his hand slowly down my chest to pause on my belly. I twist in his arm, suck on the skin of neck, and hook my leg over his hip. “Sleep.”

I shriek as he lifts me off the bed and sets me on my feet before him.

But I don’t want to wake up, so I set my cheek on his warm chest and wrap my arms around his waist. “It’s my birthday. I should be able to stay in bed all day if I want to.” I raise my pouting mouth to his. “Honey, it’s the middle of the night.”

Gabe’s chuckle ripples against my skin, and I cuddle up tighter.

“It’s 8:00, baby. I want to give you your birthday gift.”

“But you’ve already spoilt me yesterday. I don’t need anything else.”

And he did. Cara, Emma, and Gabe organized a surprise party with my team—sans John—after Emma, Cara, and Sam came over for the weekend.

His thumb brushes my lips. “Do it for me, baby.”

I can’t refuse him anything when he asks like that. And he knows it. I grunt and trudge to the bathroom.

In the car, I burrow in his neck and shut my eyes.

After what seems to be only a few minutes, he kisses my head. “Ready?”

I let him blindfold me and giggle as he carries me.

He sets me on my feet, shifts behind me to remove my blindfold, and whispers. “Happy birthday, Aelin.”

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