by J. L. Perry
Watching her tonight had really warmed my heart. Seeing her so happy meant everything to me. When the cake came out and everyone started singing, I could tell that she was going to cry again, but she kept the tears at bay. My brave girl!
I put my arm around her shoulder and kissed the top of her head. She closed her eyes and made a wish, then blew out her candles. She looked at me and smiled. I presume the wish had something to do with me. Well, I hoped it did anyway.
I whispered in her ear, “I love you, baby.”
She put her arms around my waist and squeezed me tight. “I love you, too.”
“Speech!” somebody yelled.
She smiled shyly. “Okay. I want to thank everyone for coming to help celebrate my birthday with me. You will never know what tonight has meant to me.” She put her hand on her chest and looked at me. There were tears in her eyes, and I felt a lump in my throat.
“I will never forget this day as long as I live. I want to thank Logan from the bottom of my heart for everything he has ever done for me, and believe me when I say he’s done plenty. I am so lucky to be loved by such a special man. Opening my own dance studio has been a dream of mine for as long as I can remember. So thank you to everyone who helped him pull this off. It is perfect and I love it—nearly as much as I love Logan.” Everyone laughed.
She turned to look at me. “I love you with all my heart and soul.” This time, a tear escaped and ran down her cheek. Then she put her hand to her lips and blew me a kiss. I felt the lump rise in my throat again. God, I loved her so much.
She thanked everyone again and told them to enjoy themselves. Everyone clapped and I pulled her tight against me.
After she had cut the cake, the DJ started to play again. This time, it was a slow song. Brooke grabbed hold of my hand and led me out to the dance floor. “I believe you promised me all the slow songs,” she said with a smile. I didn’t mind if it meant I could hold her sexy body against mine.
The song was beautiful. The words in the chorus were, “Baby, you’re my destiny”. I found it fitting because she was my destiny and I was never letting her go. I wanted her by my side forever.
Brooke
I’ve never heard the song before, but it was perfect. Logan was holding me tight against him and it was my favourite place to be. I reached up and brushed my lips against his.
“Thank you for making my birthday so special,” I said. I meant it from the bottom of my heart. This day had been the best day of my life, and I wasn’t sure if anything could top it.
When the song finished, the DJ started to play fast music again. Logan quickly disappeared and it made me giggle. He was such a baby. I’m not give up. One day he will dance with me.
I walked back to the table and his mother came over to hug me. “Thank you for making my son so happy,” she said. “It warms my heart to see you both so in love. You are perfect for each other.”
I hugged her back. “Thank you for raising such a beautiful, caring son.” That made her cry.
“We are all happy to have you in our family, Brooke,” she added through her tears. “Even my husband.” That made us both laugh. I thanked her and told her that it meant a lot to me to hear her say that. Logan’s family was great and I was lucky to be part of it.
I’d only been sitting down about five minutes when the DJ started to play YMCA. I loved this song. My mum and I would dance to it all the time when I was little. I looked at Logan and he quickly shook his head, pointing to his dad. I knew he was joking, but I thought, What the hell? I walked over to his dad and grabbed his hand.
He immediately started to protest, but I just pulled on his arm. It surprised me when he got up off his chair. I practically dragged him over to the dance floor, but he didn’t really try too hard to stop me.
When I stopped and turned around to face him, I kind of felt sorry for him. He looked terrified. “Just relax,” I said. “You’ll do fine. Just copy what I do. It’s easy.” He still looked scared, so I smiled at him and rubbed his arm. “Come on. It will be fun,” I added.
He started to copy my moves and he actually looked like he was enjoying it. I looked over at the table and noticed Logan and Michelle laughing hysterically. They even gave each other high fives. Logan had his phone out, and I think he was filming his father dancing.
When the song was finished, I hugged him. “Thank you. You did great.” He just smiled at me and made a quick dash back to the table.
Logan was still laughing when I got back to his side. “That was the funniest thing I have ever seen,” he said with a huge smile. “You not only made my night, baby, you made my year.”
I smacked his arm. “Don’t be so mean.”
“You have no idea,” he added. “You have my father wrapped around your little finger! In my thirty-three years, I have never seen him dance. Not even at Michelle’s wedding.” I narrowed my eyes at him, and he laughed harder.
“I got it all on video,” he said with a chuckle. “I will never get tired of looking at it. I might even upload it to You Tube.”
“You better not,” I squealed, and he just chuckled again.
“Okay, I won’t if you don’t want me to,” he replied. “I’ll be happy to keep it for my personal entertainment.”
“At least he had the guts to have a go,” I said. That comment just made Logan laugh harder.
“You are so cute,” he said, leaning over to kiss my cheek.
I didn’t want the night to end. I was having such a good time. Michelle walked over. “Ready to open your presents?”
“More presents?” I said. “I don’t think I can take any more excitement today.” She gave me a big smile as she led me over to the present table.
When I saw how many there were, I couldn’t believe it. I had never received so many presents in my life. It was just so overwhelming, and I felt the tears rise in my eyes. Michelle gave me a hug before passing me the first present.
I received so many nice things—money, gift vouchers, perfume, and even more jewellery. Claire had bought me the designer handbag and wallet I had admired the day we were shopping in Melbourne. The reason I hadn’t bought them that day was because they were way out of my price range. I was shocked she had spent so much money on me.
“Thank you, everybody,” I said. “You are all too kind. I love everything.”
Around midnight, everyone started leaving. Michelle, John, and Logan’s parents stayed behind to help us clean up, but most of it had already been done by the caterers. They all said that they’d had a great time, and I hugged and kissed them all before they left.
Before Logan and I left to go home, he said he wanted to show me one more thing. He led me up the stairs to the mezzanine area, which was in the foyer. The space was divided into two sections. He opened the door on the left first.
Inside was a music room, complete with a piano just like the one at Logan’s house. I knew it wasn’t the same one because I had been playing that one earlier today.
“The room has been soundproofed,” he said. “So the music from the studio won’t affect any of your classes.”
I was speechless. “I don’t know what to say.” I wrapped my arms around him and whispered, “Thank you.”
“There is one more room to see,” he said with a smile.
“I don’t know if I can take any more. What you have already done for me is way too much. My cheeks are hurting from all the smiling,” I added. He just laughed and grabbed my hand, leading me to the other door.
When he opened it, the room was set up with all my old furniture and was filled with candles. It was beautiful.
“I knew how attached you were to your old furniture,” he said. “So I set this room up so you have somewhere to come and relax in between classes.”
Could this man be any more perfect?
The lounge and coffee table were on one side of the room, and there was a flat screen TV mounted on the wall. On the other side of the room was my old bed.
“I love it,�
�� I squealed. I even had my own private bathroom.
“Good. As long as you understand that you are not allowed to live here. You still have to live with me.”
“I want to be wherever you are,” I assured him. “Who put all the candles in here?” I asked.
“I did. I asked my mother to come up and light them while we were downstairs cleaning up.”
“You are so perfect,” I said, wrapping him tightly in my arms. “I am the luckiest girl in the world to have you.”
He put his finger under my chin and lifted it up so he could devour my lips. “I have been waiting all night to do that,” he breathed into my mouth. “I thought maybe we could stay here tonight and christen the place.” I had to laugh. This man would think of any excuse to have sex. Little did he know that I was up for anything. Sex with him was amazing. I couldn’t get enough.
From his pocket, he pulled out the scarf that I had worn earlier and held it up, smiling. “Are you up for a little more blindfolding?” he asked.
“I’m up for anything you can throw at me, Mr. Cavanagh,” I replied, smiling back. He kissed me one more time before he turned me around and placed the blindfold over my eyes. I couldn’t see a thing.
As he slowly undid the zipper on the back of my dress, my body shivered. The fact that I couldn’t see made my other senses increase tenfold. Every time his fingers brushed my skin, I felt tingles run through my entire body. He ran his hands slowly up my arms before pushing my dress off my shoulders. It fell from my body and pooled around my ankles.
He lightly grazed his tongue down my neck, and I moaned as my whole body shivered again. He ran his finger up my spine and unhooked my bra. His fingers lightly ran from my shoulder down my arms as my bra fell to the floor. His light caresses were driving me wild.
“It’s not even my birthday,” he whispered, “and I get to unwrap the best present of all.”
He got down on his knees next and kissed each cheek of my arse, gently grabbing both sides of my underwear and sliding them down my legs. I stepped out of them as my body eagerly awaited his next move. He rained tiny kisses up the back of both my legs. God, I was so turned on.
I felt his tongue on my lower back as he ran it up my spine. A tiny moan escaped my lips. His touches suddenly stopped and I felt him move around to stand in front of me.
“God, you are so beautiful,” he said. I heard him take in a deep breath. I couldn’t see his face, but I could tell he was smiling. I held my breath as I anticipated his next touch.
“Please,” I breathed in frustration, and I heard a small chuckle. I felt his tongue on one of my nipples, but I needed more. I tried to reach for him, but he put my hands back down to my side.
“No touching,” he ordered.
He moved to my other breast and pulled it into his mouth, and I moaned again. He then got back down on his knees, and I felt tiny kisses on my stomach before he swirled his tongue around my navel. Damn, it felt so good, but I knew I couldn’t take much more of this.
He parted my legs and I held my breath. Finally, I felt his tongue again as he licked up my centre. “Mmmm, you taste good, baby,” he groaned. This time I grabbed hold of his head, and pulled it against me. I needed more, and he was teasing me.
He chuckled again, moving his head out of my reach and down to my ankle. He licked from the bottom of my leg to the top. Then he moved to the other leg and did the same thing.
“Please, Logan,” I begged.
This time, he took pity on me because he grabbed one of my legs and put it over his shoulder. I felt his tongue lick me again. Oh god, I was in heaven. I raked my fingers in his hair and threw my head back as I moaned again.
“Feel good, baby?” he asked.
All I could manage to get out was, “Mmmm.”
When he slid his finger inside me and swirled it around, I moaned loudly. “Oh fuck. You are so sexy,” he growled into my sensitive flesh.
My breathing was coming quicker now and I could feel by body climbing. He put another finger inside me just before my inner muscles clenched around them. My whole body was trembling from the intensity of my orgasm. I definitely wanted to try the blindfold again.
Logan got back up and kissed me as he untied the blindfold. “That’s was amazing,” I breathed as I smiled at him. “Let me blindfold you now.” He gave me one of his gorgeous smiles.
I tied the blindfold around his eyes. “Payback time,” I whispered in his ear. He laughed. He might think it’s amusing now, but it was my turn to tease him, and I was going to make him suffer.
One by one, I slowly undid the buttons of his shirt. As I pushed his shirt from his shoulders, I rained tiny kisses all over his chest. Slowly, I licked from his collarbone up his neck. He tried to grab hold of me, but I put his arms back down to his sides.
“Ah ah ah,” I said. “No touching, remember?” That made him smile.
After getting on my knees, I licked his stomach right along the waistband of his pants. I heard a deep groan come from the back of his throat and it made me smile.
His erection was already bludging through his jeans so I ran my finger along the inside of his waistband and he groaned again. As I undid the button, he tried to grab my head. I picked up his hand and put one of his fingers in my mouth, swirling my tongue around it.
“Oh fuck, baby,” he growled.
I slowly pulled down his zipper and ran my hands down the side of his legs, pushing down his jeans. He kicked off his shoes and stepped out of them. I then ran my tongue up the inside of his legs, but stopped just before I reached his throbbing cock. After removing his boxer briefs, I blew my hot breath over his erection.
“Fuck, baby,” he breathed. “I need your sexy mouth on me.” I just giggled.
Payback’s a bitch, Cavanagh!
I stood up and walked behind him and kissed both of his shoulder blades, then ran my tongue up the length of his spine. He groaned again.
“I need you,” he whispered. I just smiled. I walked back around to the front of him and got back down on my knees again.
He moaned loudly as I ran my tongue up his length. After cupping his balls in my hand, I lightly massaged them. I ran my tongue up his length again before swirling my tongue around the tip. His body was trembling now.
“Fuck, babe. Are you trying to kill me?” he groaned. His question made me laugh. He had me in this same desperate state only a few minutes ago. I finally took pity on him.
“Oh, fuck,” he said again as I put his cock inside my mouth. He grabbed my head and held it in place. I loved pleasing him just as much as I knew he liked pleasing me.
When he started to thrust into my mouth and his breathing quickened, I knew he was close. I suddenly stopped and stood up, then gently guided him backwards towards the bed.
Once he was standing with the back of knees against the bed, I put both of my hands on his chest and pushed him back. I looked down at him with a smile on my face. He was smiling, too. The blindfold was still on him, but he reached his hands out, trying to grab hold of me.
I crawled up onto the bed and straddled him. Logan grabbed hold of my hips as I guided him into me. We both moaned loudly when he grabbed hold of my hips and pushed himself in deeper. I pulled the blindfold up and off his head, throwing it on the floor. I wanted to look into his beautiful green eyes as he made love to me.
I leaned down to kiss him and he sucked my bottom lip into his mouth. “That was so fucking hot, baby,” he whispered. “I definitely want to do that again.” I smiled down at him. Logan grabbed hold of my face and pulled me down to crush his lips into mine. Our kissing became desperate as our tongues danced together.
“I can’t hold on much longer, baby,” he said. “Are you ready? I want you to come with me.” I nodded my head. We both moaned as we climaxed together.
He gave me a beautiful smile and said, “You blow my fucking mind, Brooke.” He pulled me down so my head was resting on his chest, while we both tried to catch our breath.
“Thank you
for everything you’ve done for me today,” I said. “This really has been the best day of my life.”
“You’re welcome. Sharing today with you has been the second best day of my life.” I sat up and looked at him. I’m sure I had a shocked look on my face. “The best day of my life,” he added with a smile, “was the day I met you.”
****
When we woke in the morning, we showered together. As Logan put it, we christened that, too. He had gone down to his car earlier because he had packed a small bag for us. He really was so thoughtful, especially for a male.
Once we were dressed, I wanted to have another look around the studio before we left. My high from last night was still there. It was still surreal that this place was really mine. While I was looking around, Logan packed all my presents into his car. We were going out for breakfast before we headed home.
After we locked up, Logan helped me remove the giant bow off my new car. I was going to follow him to the restaurant. He had made me do a few laps in the car park before we left, just to make sure that I was used to the car. I hadn’t driven for a while so, even though he was a worrier and I had rolled my eyes at him when he suggested it, it was probably a good idea. I did love the way he cared and was always looking out for me.
The car my father had bought for me was fantastic. It was so nice to drive. Of course, it was the top of the line with beautiful leather seats. I had never owned a brand new car before. I would make a point of calling him later to say thank you again.
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
Logan
We spent the rest of the day being lazy. Brooke was still on a high from her party. I loved the way her face lit up whenever she talked about it.
She was already making arrangements for her studio, and had sent off a few emails to some advertising companies. Brooke was eager to get some students so she could get classes up and running. I noticed she had posted a few things online, as well.
Later that day, Michelle had called her to say that Lara and a few of her friends wanted to sign up for classes. Brooke had also received a few text messages from some of her old students asking if they could start classes with her. She told me that she was a bit unsure about this.
