Alex's POV
Sunday, November 28 – Dawsonville, Georgia
It was the first time that we'd be seeing each other since last weekend.
It'd been a whole week since we saw each other, a whole week since we touched each other, and a whole week since we shared a simple kiss, let alone everything else. How did I manage to survive it all?
Oh, it was also his birthday as well that we would be reuniting on. Of all days possible that we'd be seeing each other, it'd be on one of the most meaningful days of his life in general. Of course, just something else to add to the pressure.
I remembered the message that I sent to Bill yesterday. It was a simple question. I hoped that I wasn't overstepping, or sharing too much, but I had to know for my own planning. There was no point in doing something if it just wasn't going to work out.
"There's no big birthday party planned," he told me in return. "We're just having dessert with family, because you know he can't pass on his mom's famous German Chocolate Cake. You're welcome to join us."
I thought about saying yes, appreciating the offer and the fact he was cool with everything. Sure, I didn't need parent's approval, but it was always a bonus in a relationship. However, I instead turned it down, knowing I could use to this my advantage.
I just hope I hadn't over stepped with sending the message. Bill knew about our feelings originally, but what if Chase wanted to keep things where they were quiet? Anyways, there was no way I could dwell on that topic.
Instead, here I was making the familiar drive back up to Georgia once again. I could very well understand why he felt flying was a better option with how often he did this. Truthfully, I still couldn't believe that he did this on a regular basis.
The only regret was knowing that I couldn't stay over in having commitments tomorrow back in Charlotte. There was still a whole bunch of orders to get shipped out, more midget business to sort through and oh yeah, we can't forget about my day job. Sure, it's the NASCAR off-season, but we're going to be back testing the new car and that needed some commitment.
What off-season, right?
I made the drive to the familiar address and house that I had grown used to. I didn't need to enter the address into the GPS anymore, as I remembered exactly where it was located. I seriously had made too many trips up here already, not that I was about to complain. Instead, I was ready to savor each of those experiences.
I smile in seeing everything neat and tidy as usual, even with the fact he hadn't been home in a single week. Gonna guess that daddy probably checked in on things regularly for him – or maybe momma. After all, he was a momma's boy all the way through.
I thought about just pulling up to the garage, parking in front, though knew that'd spoil everything right away. He'd see my truck right away, and there'd be no point to the rest of the surprise. I wasn't about to allow things to spoil so quickly.
Instead, I pulled around the side, tucking it in the back corner where I knew he had a little extra space that wasn't visible from the road. Remind me to thank him later for sharing some of the property secrets with me.
I climb out of the truck, making my way over to the front porch, and planting my butt in the chair that was out front. Relaxing back with a glance at the time, I knew he'd probably be home soon – at least I hoped. Maybe I should've shared my plan with Bill after all.
Though I also couldn't blame him for having the seat here, either. It was comfortable and the view was perfectly serene. It'd be the perfect spot to come and sit to think about anything that was on your mind.
It was enough to get totally lost in, as I lost track of time, only reminded of the purpose for being here when I heard a rumble coming down the driveway. A smirk forms on my face in recognizing that right away – he was home and I was about to see my favorite human being in the whole wide world.
I watch as he pulls up the driveway, parking in front of the garage with a smile on my face. I had to remain calm. I couldn't start freaking out or screaming – that'd just give everything away. Deep breathes Alex, deep breathes bud. It was only a matter of time now.
If anticipation could kill, that's where I was right now in waiting for him to make his way up to the porch. It seemed every single moment from shutting the truck off, climbing out, closing the door behind him, and hitting the lock button was taking far too long than you'd think. Why couldn't he just do this quickly? Wasn't he tired after his long week of fun? Actually, I hope he isn't too tired because I plan on making the most of his birthday.
The thoughts crossing my mind didn't have to last much longer as he made his way up to where I was, freezing as our eyes locked on each others.
"Dad told me you turned down an opportunity to join us for cake," he starts, to which I nod my head in agreement. I was still nervous about his reaction to messaging Bill to begin with. What if he was mad at me? That wouldn't be a great way to spend his birthday. "I thought you were ditching me on my birthday. I was actually ready to call you and kill you."
"I could never do that to you," I tell him as I stand up, closing the gap that remained between us. "That'd be punishment for me, too."
"I missed you..." I don't think those words needed to be spoken as it was clear by looking into his eyes how much he was endearing this moment right now.
"I missed you even more." I then allow my lips to finally touch his skin, savor the taste that I had been missing for the past week and craving more than anything in the world. Why did I punish myself that way? "Happy Birthday, Elliott. I'm here to offer you as much pleasure and desire as you want."
"So that's my present?" Okay, maybe I could've done better. Actually, fuck, I should've done better. Who falls in love with someone and doesn't get them something for their birthday? What was I thinking? A simple trip to the store, and I wouldn't been a total ass standing right before him right now. "It's better than anything else you could've gotten, because I missed holding you in my arms."
"Well, I am all of yours tonight..." I was also about to savor just as much as him because damn, there's nothing that I can say to make up for the time we had spent apart. It actually felt worse than the months we spent apart prior to this.
"Then why are we still standing out here?" He makes his way past me, unlocking the door and allowing us both to enter the house together.
We didn't get far once inside, as every resistance that I'd been fighting against since arriving at the house and spending that pain staking time waiting for him to reach me couldn't be fought against anymore. As soon as the door shut behind us, I had him pinned back against the hallway wall, my lips pressed against his, taking in every bit of what I'd been missing this past week. God damn, he was the sweetest damn peach and I was absolutely adoring every bit of that taste.
Our lips fighting for dominance, I couldn't resist feeling his skin against mine any longer, slipping my hands under his shirt. Admittedly, it felt weird the first night with how hairy he was – and trust me, he has a whole lot more hair than I probably thought originally. However, it felt so soft and ticklish against my hands that I just wanted to savor it as much as possible.
Our lips only separated for a quick second, as we both removed each other shirts, tossing them aside. I could already see us in the morning looking for our clothes, following the trail that we were about to leave – if we ever made it to the bedsroom that was. I don't know if I could wait that long.
For the record, I still hadn't let him move a single inch, keeping him pinned in the same spot as our lips firmly found each others once again. The kisses felt that much more better this time around as our bare chests touched each other, my cock growing harder by the second. I knew that was something I had to share, as he had to know my resistance for anything was low tonight, grinding my lower half against his, following the same rhythm as the lip movements.
"It seems someone missed me too," he comments afterwards, to which I couldn't help but moan in agreement. Fuck, my cock had certainly missed you boy as you have a way of taking care of me that nobody else knows how.
"But tonight, my dear, it's all about you," I tell him once again, as it was his birthday. He deserved the present, and everything that came with it because he's just that amazing and special.
Before he could have any ideas of his own, I undo the belt on his jeans, reaching my hand in the gap that I had created in the process. I slightly stroke him, still remembering how blessed and special it was in the first moment that he had trusted me to take care of him. So much for him running the full relationship, huh?
"It's not fair to tease someone on their birthday," he comments, which I wasn't about to argue. However, it'd be no fun if we just spoiled everything and went straight to the moment – even though I know my cock would be very damn grateful for that.
"Patience, it will be worth it," I assure him, allowing the pants to fall to the ground, followed by the boxers that he wore underneath.
I almost wanted to give in and allow him to have everything that he wanted. I mean, after all, it was his damn birthday. However, I wanted to make this a special memorable night and just getting to the point wouldn't do that.
It was why I lightly stroked him, ever so slightly, allowing him to feel just the very tip of my finger, a moan escaping him in the process. I then repeated the process, using a little bit more of my finger, allowing it to follow the same route that my tongue was taking in his mouth right now. Oh yes, he wasn't the only one with the tricks up his sleeve.
While his mouth tasted absolutely wonderful, and I knew I could complete the job with my hand, I also knew that I was ready for my goody bag at this birthday party. There was also the fact that I still had him pinned at the perfect spot to complete the package.
With this as my motivation, I fight against every urge to continue enjoying the kisses, drawing enough back to stop them in the process. Instead, I allow the tongue to trace along his jaw line, followed by his neck, using my lips to suck right there in the center. The suckles continued, right along the shoulder, down to the moobs, with a lick around the belly button for good measure because that's the icing on the cake, right?
"Damn Alex..." He lets out, to which gave me every assurance needed that I was following the right procedure here. That's right, I have you right where I want you babes.
I feel his hands run through my hair, and I can't help but feel giggly in response. I'm one of those odd people who love when people run their fingers through my hair, as short it is. It almost inspired me to grow it long, you know with those curls. I actually wish Chase would do that again as that had me completely jealous of possibilities there.
"If this is my birthday, don't I deserve my prize?" He questions, snapping me out of my thoughts. Couldn't think about hair at a time like this – had to focus ahead. Besides, the best part of it all was set to come to me.
A lick along the waist line, and there was only one more option left on the table and I couldn't damn well wait for this. However, I knew I couldn't just spoil myself immediately. I had to make this special. It was why I allowed my tongue to lightly brush along the tip, before a slow lick up and down, just ever so slightly. Fuck, he tastes so good.
"Fuck...." He lets out, and I know that I have him right where I want him. That's right, you're going to enjoy the fuck out of this birthday tonight.
"That's what I plan to do," I tell him, before taking him, all of him, for a nice, long suck. I repeat the process, before upping the anty shortly thereafter, allowing his hips to pump against my mouth, savoring every single damn second of this.
Hopefully this is a birthday that he never forgets.