Part 11


Happy birthday? That was what I came up with? Really?!

I was embarrassed as fuck, and it didn’t help that Leo was just staring at me like I’d lost my shit. Honestly, I might have. I was wearing these pink lace scraps of fabric. They felt like they were going to fall off even under my dress.

“L-Leo?” I asked.

He blinked and looked me in the eye. “U-um…yes?”

I’d made a bad call. “You don’t like it.”

“Oh, god no. It’s…wow,” he sighed. “W-wait here.” He quickly ran out the room.

I frowned. He really didn’t like it. I’d completely ruined the mood and made a fucking idiot of myself. He probably ran off to laugh at me and–

“Danny,” he huffed, returning to the room out of breath. He opened one of his curtains just enough that the city lights peeked in, so I could clearly see his face.

“I should just go,” I sighed.

“No!” he yelled a bit too loud.

I jumped and quietly waited for his next words.

“Danielle, I have loved you forever. I never realized just how much I did, and how important you were to me, until we broke up. These past few months have been a living hell without you. I need you back in my life.”

He approached me and gently touched my cheek. “I love you, Danny. Will you marry me?” He held up a simple, but beautiful diamond ring in my face.

I couldn’t breathe, so I sat on the bed. He sat next to me and held my hand. “Please, Danny?”

“Y-yes,” I squeaked out, “Of course!”

He broke into a huge grin. I watched as he slowly placed the ring on my finger and lifted my hand to his mouth. He gently kissed it, then proceeded to plant kisses down my arm.

I watched as he neared my shoulder and reached for the ribbon tied at the middle of my chest.

My breathing quickened as he effortlessly pulled the ribbon. I felt the thin, lacy fabric slide down my body and fall to the floor, but I never looked away from him.

He stared at me and smiled blissfully. “You are so beautiful,” he whispered.

I felt myself blush and I bit my lip. His eyes focused on my mouth and I saw him clench his jaw. I forgot he told me once that whenever I bit my lip, it drove him fucking crazy. I quickly stopped, but not fast enough because his mouth was on mine in no time.

He kissed me so hard that I fell back onto the bed, and he fell right on top of me. He tangled one hand in my hair and gently pulled, causing me to groan against his lips. It was a small thing, but felt beyond fucking amazing.

“H-holy fuck,” I breathed at the forceful action. He grinned as he watched me shutter at the pleasure he caused me.

“You good?” he teased.

“M-mhm,” I moaned.

He kissed my neck and I writhed underneath him, wanting him to stop making me wait. It had been way too long since I’d gotten laid.

“Well, hold on because I’m just getting started,” he growled, gently biting my ear.

Oh. My. Fuck.

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