Author's Note:
Happy Thanksgiving to those who celebrate! I hope to have the next (and possibly final) chapter up by/around Christmas! Thanks for reading! I hope you guys enjoy the second chapter of this story!
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**Alex's Point of View**
I woke to lips pressed gently against mine. What an amazing way to wake up. I kissed back, opening my eyes.
"Happy Birthday, Alex!" Nick said as his face was hovering over mine.
"Thank you, baby." I said, wrapping my arms around his back and pulling him down for another kiss. I looked over at the clock and saw the time. "Time to get to work! Don't want to make you late."
"I don't mind." Nick replied, smiling.
"The sooner you get up now, the faster you can get back in bed tonight." I grinned.
"Fine." He said, defeated by the real world. "But tonight is going to be special."
"If you insist, but I don't mind just having you in this bed all to myself."
"Don't worry, you'll get that, but there's more you'll just have to wait and see." He kissed me again.
After a long day of work I went straight to Nick's house. We don't live together but I constantly at his place. When he opened the door I saw the room full of balloons. "Hey baby, how was your day?" He asked, pulling me in and kissing me before I could respond.
"Not the best, but better now." I said. He led me into the kitchen where the table was set and the food was just about ready. "It smells amazing in here."
"Let's hope the steak tastes as good as it smells." He replied.
After dinner he brought over brownies. Just what I want. "Thanks Nick, you didn't have to do all this."
"I wanted to." He said, placing his hand on top of mine.
We went into the living room and watched a movie. When it ended Nick got up and told me to stay put.
"I'm not the best at gift-giving, but I hope you like it." He said, returning.
"I appreciate it no matter what. Thank you."
I unwrapped the box, then took the top part off. Inside, under tissue paper was a first edition of the first novel. Wow.
"Open the cover." He said. I did, inside was J.K Rowling's signature.
"Oh my god, this is incredible. It must've been so hard to get. It's too much." I said, still in shock.
"I hope you love it. It's not too much, just seeing your face light up makes it all worth it. Besides, a client had a connection so It wasn't even hard to get."
"Thank you." I kissed him. "I thought you said you weren't good giving gifts?"
"I'm not. Seriously don't expect anything better than this, cause its swears from now on."
"I'm okay with that." I kissed him again.
"There's one more thing, but it's not nearly as cool." He said, pulling out a key from his back pocket. "It's yours - if you want it. I want you to move in with me, please."
I took the key in my hands. "I'd love to." I kissed him hard. "Now I'd really like to take you to bed and take care f you, baby."
"But it's your birthday, it should be the other way around."
"Trust me, you will be taking care of me too." I began to kiss his neck. His breathing got heavier as my kisses got stronger. I got up and pulled him with me. I took his hand and mine and led him toward the bedroom.
Once at the foot of the bed, I lifted his shirt over his head. My tongue swirled across his smooth skin, my lips pushing hard to taste as much of him as possible. I felt the warmth of his hands on my back come up from under my shirt, pulling it with him. My lip let go of him just long enough to get the shirt over my head, returning swiftly back to his chest. His heart was beating fast, but not in a bad way.
"Keep going, baby." He moaned. "Don't stop."
I slowly laid him down on the bed, my lips never losing contact with his skin. I worked down his gorgeous stomach, his abs tensing under the heat of my mouth. I reached the waistband of his jeans, unbuttoning and unzipping them. Once he was freed from the jeans, I couldn't help but laugh a little when I saw his underwear. He is wearing very sexy white Calvin Klein briefs. "Nice underwear baby, but they look extremely familiar..." I teased.
He lifted his head to make eye contact with me, smirking. "I did laundry earlier today and couldn't resist wearing your briefs. I feel so sexy wearing your underwear." He said, laughing a little.
"Remind me to let you do all of my laundry, especially my underwear from now on. Damn, they look so sexy on you, baby." I kissed one side of his inner groin.
"Oh, do you now? See, when I first put them on I thought you'd like to see this side more..." He said, flipping over to lie on his stomach. I leaned back to admire the view he was giving me. Just when I thought it couldn't get better, he thrust his ass up in the air, arching his back an insane amount so that his butt was just begging for attention.
"What do you think?" He asked, his voice oozing with sexiness.
That did me in. My Texan accent was thick as I replied, "I think you made me one very happy southern boy right about now." I kissed his butt cheek through the fabric. Then I kissed my way up his athletic, strong back until I had my whole body covering his as I lay on top of him. I covered my hands over his, pulling them over our heads on the mattress. My lips nibbled on his ear and then I whispered, "You stole my underwear. That's naughty, you'll have to be punished." I teased.
"If you insist." He replied. "But before you punish me..." and as his lips spoke the last word he ground his ass into my crotch, my now rock hard crotch.
"Oh, that's it! You're done!" I yelled, reaching for the sides of his stomach and tickling him. He managed to turn around but couldn't stop me, my weight and strength overpowering him. I was now sitting on top of him as he laughed in pain, trying to fight back and trying to get out from under me. After a little bit I could tell he was getting tired, so I stopped. I leaned down so my face was close to his. I caressed his forehead and front of his hair. "That'll teach you." I said, but it came out much more quiet and peaceful than aggressive. I got lost in his beautiful brown eyes as ran both of my hands over his head. "You're amazing, you know that?"
"I'm even more amazing with you." I leaned down and kissed him. His kissed give me butterflies every time. I can't imagine how I lived without them before him.
"What are you doing, wearing those pants still?" He laughed, tapping my ass.
"Well, I was getting there but someone needed to get punished." I retorted. I resumed kissing him, working my way down his body again. I reached the waistband of *my* underwear and pulled back until he kicked them off his feet. I kissed all over his bush then worked down towards his inner thigh. Finally my tongue reached his ball sack, and I opened wide to let his balls enter m mouth, sucking them as I ran my fingers over his dick. Then I took a firm hold of his shaft and slapped it onto my tongue before quickly enclosing my lips around the circumference.
His hands gripped onto my hair as I continuously slid my mouth up and down his hard cock. I could hear his moans get deeper as his cock began to pulse more and more. "Cum for me, baby." I said. Less than thirty seconds after continuing to slide my tongue over his shaft he began to release his hot load.
"Oooh, fuck Alex, mmmm" he moaned as he filled my mouth. Once he finished I swallowed the remaining cum before kissing the base of his cock, burying my nose in his pubes.
"Happy birthday to me! That was delicious." I said. I looked up to see him with his head flat against the mattress, eyes closed, spent from what just happened. I moved back up and kissed his cheek.
"Take your pants off." He said sternly. "Please..." He laughed, unable to hold the serious face.
"Why would I do that?" I teased.
