After Hours (𝟏)

26. Surprises

He was shocked to see the figure before him, it was most surprised he had been during his entire surprise party. Standing in a champagne silk dress that reached her mid thigh and went nicely with her bronze skin, there was a small plate of cake in her hands, she smiled up at him warmly.

"Hi." Rainy mumbled, her curly hair was down and the makeup on her face brought out her dark features. "You're not busy are you?"

Silver hadn't seen her the entire party.

He would be lying if he said she had been on his mind, she hadn't. He had been so busy talking to everyone that he hadn't even realised Elijah had forced her to come.

Speaking of which, he wondered where his nephew was.

"What are you doing here?" He said, he didn't know why that had been the first thing he had asked her but it was all that withdrew from his mouth.

Rainy bit down on her bottom lip, and tugging on it between her teeth. She shrugged, letting go of her lip as she tried to find the right words to say. "I brought you some cake, figured you'd want some before it all went."

It had only been a few days since the family game night, she didn't think she'd be back in his apartment so soon but Elijah had failed to mentioned the upcoming birthday.

When she received the call this morning informing her that she needed to be dressed and ready by six, she complied and did as she was told. It was only in the car ride over that her forgetful boyfriend had let her know that they'd be going to his Uncle's for his birthday surprise.

Rainy had noticed his lack of energy during the surprise, and although she didn't exactly want to be alone with him, she felt awful that he was hiding away in his own house.

It was his birthday after all.

So that was why she was standing in front of his door with cake.

"I don't like cake." He lied swiftly.

Rainy rolled her eyes, and a snort sounded. She glimpsed down at his naked chest, and then averted her eyes. "You know you're a terrible liar, if you want me to leave you alone so badly then I'll go. But you don't have to pretend like you hate cake. Here, take it. I should get back anywa-"

Her rambling made his brows furrow together, and he briefly glanced over her head to see if anyone was around them. Silver hesitated, but moved to the side regardless.

"Come in." He cut her off, seeing her face light up at his words.

"What?" Rainy questioned, confused but hopeful that the grouchy man wanted company.

He nodded behind her, and held the door out even more. "Before someone sees you, come in." He repeated, taking the plate away from her as she walked in. She was busy taking in his room, dragging her eyes over his bed in particular when he shut the door behind them.

Silver placed the cake on top of his bedside table, and turned around to find her already sat on top of his bed. She had her legs crossed, and was distracted by her twiddling fingers.

"So why are you really here?" The seriousness in his expression caught her off guard.

She pulled her attention away from her fingers, her dark eyes trained on his. Her bedroom eyes were sultry without her even trying, she narrowed her gaze. "Is it so hard for you to believe that I wanted to give you some cake." She exclaimed.

"I don't know, you tell me. You're the one sitting on my bed idly with that look in your eye."

Rainy frowned.

"What are you talking about? There's no look in my eye. Don't make this weird, I just came here to give you cake." She huffed, glaring at him when she saw his lips twitch. "But if you're going to be an asshole, then I'd rather this conversation be over already."

He walked over to her, but didn't sit down next to her. Instead, he stood in front of her causing her to crank her neck up at him whilst he looked down.

"You don't know what look I'm talking about?" Silver mocked ignoring her insult. His tone alone was teasing and cold.

That was enough to make her sigh, and she stood up abruptly. "Forget it, enjoy your birthday. I'm sorry for even bothering you." Rainy rushed out, not wanting to be ridiculed.

She wasn't ready for his patronising.

He didn't let her walk away, his rough hand coming into contact with her face. He cupped her chin, forcing her to look at him and his body heat hit hers. "You know exactly what look I'm talking about, I know why you're here."

Rainy tried to not to think about how his touch was burning her skin, her body tingling with desire. She shook her head wildly. "I think you should get your hands off me before I scream." She warned when she felt him get closer to her. "I'm serious, don't fucking touch me."

Silver clicked his tongue, the ghost of a smile on his lips. "Scream." He challenged her, eyes filling with mirth as he leaned his head down. "Let's see if anyone can hear you over the music."

Her body gave in, melting at his touch. He snaked one hand around her back, and the other that was cupping her chin, moved her head so she was looking right into his eyes. For a moment, she almost got lost in his dark brown eyes, the music seemed a distant sound.

"Silver."

His lips were featherlike, tempting her. She let out another soft protest, though there was a gleam to her lowered gaze, making his lips curl upwards.

Bingo.

"No... I'm not doing this to Eli, not again."

He pressed his lips to hers firmly, slipping his tongue between her parted lips. She remained unmoving, for what seemed to be the longest time before she finally responded. Rainy returned his kiss passionately, their tongues started to intertwine with each other, her heart beating fast not because of fear, but from her own arousal. His kisses were leaving her breathless and in a frenzy.

She was flushed, the redness covered her face to her chest-breathing heavily as she pulled away. Her lips had a fullness to them, and she tried to hold back the shiver when his dangerous hands moved down her back, and onto her full ass.

Silver could feel the roundness through the thin material, and he squeezed. His fingers digging into the flesh, making her let out a inaudible gasp. He kept his eyes on the vixen, the wetness in her panties spreading.

"The birthday boy should get what he wants."

"And what does the birthday boy want?" She asked, a seductive edge to her tone.

He stroked one hand up her leg feeling her supple skin under her dress. When his hand moved from her thigh to her thongs, pushing the material to the side. She heard his short chuckle when his finger pressed against her soaking wet pussy. A slow rubbing started, soft swift circles on her sensitive clit. He didn't move his eyes away from hers, curving his finger upwards, he entered her with ease, lightly stroking her from inside.

Rainy whimpered.

He had barely touched her, and she was falling apart in his hands. Literally.

"You."