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“Tonight was amazing. I really needed it,” Heather said as she hugged me.

“Yes, girl, amazing. Thank you again, and happy birthday,” Tangie declared as she pulled her body off of my comfortable couch. “We must do this again soon.”

“Thank you, guys. You made my birthday memorable.”

I walked them to the door and hugged both of them again before they left. I closed the door behind them and locked it. I leaned against the door. The night replayed in my head. I couldn't help but smile. Although Onyx had had the upper hand, I had been able to hold my own in the room with him. It had been a great game of cat and mouse, and I had essentially gotten away unscathed.

I pulled my shoes off and threw them to the side of my door. I walked into my kitchen and grabbed a bottle of smartwater. I was still very tipsy and wanted to fend off the hangover I could see coming in the morning. I took two aspirin and swallowed the cold water. I could feel the liquid trickling down my throat, and it gave me a second wind. I wasn't sleepy. I was still on a high, something I hadn't felt in a long time. I figured some television would help me unwind.

My doorbell startled me mid-drink. I noticed the extra pair of heels Tangie had brought with her sitting next to my couch. I picked the shoes up and walked to my door.

I cracked open the door just enough to hold the shoes out and stood behind it. “Forget something?” I said with a laugh.

“I did.”

I froze. The voice with the familiar accent made the little hairs on my arms stand up. I couldn't move. My body wouldn't allow me to open the door so that I could actually see him standing there. I just stood behind the door, holding the pair of shoes out like a crazy person.

I felt his hand touch my hand. He took the shoes from me, grazing my palm with his fingers. The touch sent his electric energy through my body, bringing me back to my senses. He slowly pushed the door open enough so that he could get inside. I didn't move as he closed the door behind him. Our eyes met.

There was nothing to think about; nothing mattered in that moment. He was in my house, standing in front of me. I didn't think. I knew what I wanted, and I wanted him.

Before he could say anything, I walked up to him, threw my arms around his neck. Our lips were pressed tightly together. His tongue found mine easily, earnestly. Onyx didn't hesitate. He wrapped his arms around my thighs and gripped my butt with his hands. I jumped, and he took me in his arms, I wrapped my legs around his waist.

I kissed him hungrily, holding him tight, just in case he changed his mind and wanted to leave. My right hand held on to his locks, gently pulling them. Onyx pushed my back against the front door. Our passion was well matched. My desire for him only intensified as he kissed me. I didn't want to let him go. I needed to feel him, and so I ran my hands under his sleeves just so I could feel his muscles. I had to feel his flesh against my skin.

Onyx slowly moved his hands so that my feet touched the floor. He pulled his face away. I looked at him, concerned. His eyes were fixated on me, staring directly into my eyes.

“I'm sweaty, and you had that other dude's hands on you,” he muttered.

“What? You act like he actually touched something.”

“He touched you. That's more than enough. Let's take a shower.” Onyx didn't allow me to respond. He took my hand and guided me back to my bedroom.

I looked at Onyx's reflection in my large bathroom mirror as he prepared the shower. Steam began to fill the bathroom. I watched as he walked up behind me and kissed the nape of my neck.

“Did I get to tell you how beautiful you looked tonight? This dress, your hair, everything. You were stunning,” Onyx said, his deep voice echoed in the room as he ran his hands through my curls.

His fingertips touched my right shoulder as his left hand unzipped the back of my dress. He slowly pulled each strap off my shoulders, allowing the dress to fall to the floor. I stood there in my black lace bra and panties. I silently sent up a thanks for my having thought to wear a matching set. He unhooked my bra, then repeated the steps employed for the dress, taking each strap down before pulling my bra completely off. We stared at my body in the mirror as the steam began to settle on it.

“Beautiful,” Onyx breathed as he kissed my neck.

I turned around as Onyx pulled his shirt over his head. I unbuckled his belt and unzipped his jeans. His jeans hit the floor. My mouth watered at the large print in his gray briefs. We walked over to the shower. I pulled my panties off as he pulled his briefs off. The water was perfect as it hit my skin.

We cleaned each other slowly, exchanging kisses during the act. I couldn't resist the urge to take him into my hand. I wanted to taste him again. I started to go down on my knees, but he stopped me.

Onyx shook his head. “It's your birthday.”

Onyx got closer to me, until I was firmly against the shower wall. He slowly fell to his knees. Onyx raised my left leg and rested it on his broad shoulder. I bit my lip as I felt his tongue slide between my lips. My bottom lip fell as he tasted me. My body trembled as he kissed and licked my inner thighs. His tongue danced circuitously from one side to the other side, completely skipping over my throbbing clit. I couldn't wait. My voice quivered as I begged him to touch it.

“I got this,” he mumbled, then resumed his attack on me.

My nails dug into his shoulders as he continued his assault on my noni. I couldn't take it. Flashbacks of our previous encounters filled my head. The familiar feelings tugged at the desire I had deep inside for him, while creating new feelings I had yet to discover until this very moment. My hands instinctively grabbed his locks as a spasm shot through my stomach. A deep moan escaped his mouth, sending vibrations through me. I was going to cum. I could feel it coming.

He pulled away.

I whimpered.

“Not yet,” Onyx said as he stood up.

He turned off the shower and helped me out. We dried each other off in silence. I wanted to know what he was thinking. I wanted to know what was coming next.

Onyx led me into my bedroom. The cool air in the room caused my nipples to harden.

“Lie on your stomach,” he commanded.

I quickly obeyed.

He retreated to the bathroom, and I could hear him walking around in there, but I didn't turn my head to find out what he was doing. I wanted to be surprised. I let my ears be my guide, and soon I heard his footsteps growing closer. His knees made the mattress sink down just a little as he straddled my butt. I felt a cold liquid hit my back. Onyx's strong hands began massaging oil into my skin.

I moaned as he massaged my back. This was a pleasant surprise. I could feel all the tension releasing as he worked his way down my spine, stopping only to kiss the small of my back. The heat coming from his body radiated to his hands, causing my body to become a full inferno. He rubbed my lower back, then made his way to my ass. He pressed firmly against my cheeks with his left hand, while his right hand was between my legs as he massaged my pussy.

“Damn, Coral. I gotta have you,” Onyx taunted, causing me to moisten even more.

I wanted him to have me. Onyx commanded me to get on my back, and he helped turn me over. But fear quickly filled me. It was really about to happen. I was about to lose something I had hung on to for thirty years. Reality started to creep into my brain. I hadn't talked to Onyx in months, and now he was about to take something that I didn't know if he truly deserved. I looked at his lust-filled face. The light from my lamp touched his face just right; he was beautiful.

“Coral, baby, are you sure about this?” Onyx asked.

I knew he could sense the change in my mood. Suddenly, I didn't know if I was sure or not.

Onyx sat on the side of the bed, and I sat up. I put my arms around my knees and gently rocked myself. Onyx put his hands on top my knees.

“We don't have to go any further. In fact, how about we just stop?” Onyx sighed as he stood up. He kissed me on my forehead.

As I watched him walk into the bathroom, another reality hit me. He was the one. For months, I couldn't focus, because of how much I missed and craved him. I was allowing fear to ruin a moment I had dreamed about nonstop since the moment we met. When he walked out of the bathroom, holding his clothes in his hands, I knew it for sure. He was the one.

“Onyx,” I whispered.

“Coral?”

“Take me.”

Onyx didn't hesitate. He reached into a pocket of his jeans before dropping them back on the floor. He slowly walked closer to the bed as I scooted my body back down until I was lying flat on my back. He didn't take his eyes off of me. Onyx climbed on top of me. Our flesh was pressed together. He bit the condom wrapper with his teeth and pulled the piece of latex out of the package. He didn't take his eyes off of me as he protected us.

I was nervous. My body trembled as he lifted my left leg and propped it on his shoulder. My body continued to tremble, and then I felt it fluttering, as if I had a thousand hummingbirds inside of me. My nerves didn't trump the desire throbbing deep inside of me. I wanted him; I needed it.

Onyx positioned himself, his weight on top of me, but it didn't hurt. As he placed his manhood at my entrance, I closed my eyes. I gasped, then held my breath, anticipating what was about to come next.

“Coral,” Onyx whispered. “Look at me.”

I opened my eyes to see his beautiful face staring directly at me. Our eyes were fixated on each other. In that moment it was just us—no music, no noise of any kind. The only sound was of our hearts beating in perfect sync. I exhaled as he pressed his lips against mine. He kissed passion into my mouth as he slowly pressed his tip inside. Pain shot through my body. My nails dug into his arms as I gasped. He bit my bottom lip.

“Breathe, baby.” Onyx's voice soothed me as he kissed me over and over. “Breathe.”

I did as I was told. We stared at each other as he inched his way in me. It was painful, but as I moistened, the pain became more pleasurable. I closed my eyes. Onyx kissed the few tears that rolled down my cheeks.

“Coral,” he moaned. “Baby.”

I opened my eyes and saw that Onyx had his eyes closed tight. His lips were pressed tightly together. He let out another moan. The sight of his face brought me even more pleasure. I felt a tidal wave coming down, which only allowed him to go deeper. I held on to him as I felt each inch. Each stroke was more pleasurable than the one before. I began to roll my hips in a steady rhythm with him. Onyx moaned again, thrusting deeper until he reached that spot that had been touched only by fingers. A spasm hit me, causing my body to jerk and making me let out a high-pitched squeal.

He didn't stop. My squeal turned into short screams that couldn't quite come out of my mouth. I hit his chest, which only enticed him. He held me close as his thrusts went long and deep. I couldn't take it. I hit the bed repeatedly, trying to get out of this. I attempted to move my butt so that he couldn't continue, but he held me so I couldn't.

I made the decision to stop fighting it. I let go and allowed him to deliver the most exquisite torture to my body. It didn't make me want to stop—it only heightened my arousal. I moved my hips as he worked me. We moaned some more, both of us unable to form actual words. Spasms continued to shoot through my stomach, forming a volcano of energy that was going to erupt at any moment.

“Not yet,” Onyx demanded. “Not y-yet,” he stuttered as he continued his assault. He cupped my breasts, pinched my hard nipples. He leaned in, pressed his lips against my right nipple, allowed his teeth to nibble gently before he sucked it hard and rough.

I couldn't hold it anymore. My body no longer belonged to me. I began to tremble as I hit his chest. I whimpered; short breaths escaped me. I opened my eyes. Onyx lifted his head. His eyes met mine.

“Now!” he yelled.

And with his command, I let go. My body shook as I grabbed him, pulled him as close to me as I could. My body shook as he continued to thrust until my nectar covered him. He tensed up as he let out a deep and loud moan that made his body vibrate. Onyx dropped his head on my chest as his orgasm consumed his body, until he finally fell down on top of me.

“Fuck!” Onyx yelled as he gasped for air. Even with our bodies sweaty and sticking together, I wanted to live in the moment a little longer. I held on to him, felt his chest rise and fall as he caught his breath. Finally gaining composure, Onyx rolled over to his side of the bed. He put his arm around me as I turned over on my side. We stared at each other as he rubbed my hair.

“Are you okay?” The aggression in his voice was gone, replaced with a soft, low tone.

I nodded. I was more than all right. My body ached, but it was a pleasurable ache.

“Are you sure?” Onyx asked. He was really concerned about my well-being. This only made me feel better.

“I'm great. Perfect.” I smiled.

He pressed his lips against mine as he pulled his body closer to mine. We lay there, soaking in our essence, before he retreated to the bathroom. I slowly forced myself out of the bed. I grabbed a bedpost as my legs almost gave in. Once I was steady, I pulled my comforter back. I was afraid of what I would find. I remembered hearing horror stories as a teen. To my surprise, there were only a few traces of blood, but the sheets were soaking wet.

Onyx came back into the bedroom. “Yeah, that's all you,” he joked as he looked at the massive wet spot on my sheets. He kissed me on my neck and took my hand, then led me to the guest room. We climbed in bed. Onyx held me tight, and we spooned until we fell asleep in each other's arms. I couldn't help but think that this was the best birthday ever.