Happy Birthday Baby!
by
Tory Richards
Everyone has a
birthday, right? I mean, if you don’t,
then you’re probably six-feet under. Personally I
like growing older. Age has always just been a number to me. Unlike my sister,
who’s only a year younger, who celebrated her
29th birthday for several years. She was in denial. How we celebrate our
birthdays vary depending on budget,
culture, location, and many other things. Some people don’t acknowledge their birthdays at all, while others may
only celebrate reaching certain milestones.
Lordy, lordy looks
who’s forty. My gosh, I can still remember that
day as my co-workers decorated my office with black streamers, balloons, and
confetti. I had a screen protector over my computer and one clown slipped black
paper between it and the monitor so that when I turned it on all I saw was
black. Thinking something was wrong with my computer I called IT and spent
several minutes on the phone with them before figuring out what the problem
was. I found confetti in my desk drawers for months after my birthday.
In Happy
Birthday Baby! our heroine is celebrating the milestone of turning fifty,
and her friends planned something special for her after a day of
pampering. Below is a blurb and
excerpt. Enjoy!
Excerpt :
Joe seemed to reach us in record time. He pulled the man away from me. While they were exchanging heated words, I casually slipped away and headed for the door, praying that Helen and Sandy had taken care of the bill before they left. I didn’t stop until I was outside. At the same time, it dawned on me that I didn’t have a ride home. Damn! There was no way I was going back inside, so I headed toward the street where I would be able to see beneath the light to make a call.
“Lana, wait.” I heard Joe’s voice and picked up my step, which was
hard to do on gravel while wearing heels. He caught up with me in no time,
gently taking hold of my arm and drawing me to a halt. “Are you okay?”Joe seemed to reach us in record time. He pulled the man away from me. While they were exchanging heated words, I casually slipped away and headed for the door, praying that Helen and Sandy had taken care of the bill before they left. I didn’t stop until I was outside. At the same time, it dawned on me that I didn’t have a ride home. Damn! There was no way I was going back inside, so I headed toward the street where I would be able to see beneath the light to make a call.
I knew we were looking at each other, but
it was too dark to see his expression. “Yes. I just need some light to call a
cab.”
“You’ve changed your mind about coming home with me?”
“I’m sure you can find a replacement,” I said, thinking
about the waitress inside.
“What the fuck is that
supposed to mean?” he asked angrily. “What did that asshole tell you?”
“Enough to know you won’t be lonely. I only hope my friends didn’t pay you too much to sleep with me.” The hand on my
arm tightened, revealing either I’d
hit a nerve, or he was growing angrier. “I’m
okay with it, Joe, really. I should have known a man like you would have to be
paid for a little, ah, extra special attention.”
“A man like me?” His tone was
low and gravelly, and I didn’t
need any light to know he was clenching his teeth. “Well, let’s go then. I want to make sure I give you their monies
worth.”
Surprisingly, I wasn’t frightened of Joe. He brought out other
emotions in me. So when he began pulling me behind him I didn’t protest. He was just too damned sexy, and arousal
still hummed through my body. I knew that with his talents he’d have me eating out of his hand in seconds. He was a
tall man, his steps much wider than mine, and it was inevitable that I’d stumble. When I did, he caught me, and pulled me up
into his arms without breaking stride.
“This isn’t necessary.” A thrill shot through me in
spite of my mild protest. I couldn’t
recall the last time a man carried me.
He just grunted. When we reached his car,
he dropped me to my feet at the passenger’s
side door. I barely had time to notice it was a Corvette before he crushed me
against the door and kissed me roughly. Caught totally by surprise, at first, I
stiffened, but within seconds, I melted against him like ice cream on a hot
sidewalk. Oh my God, the man knew how to kiss! When he reined in his aggressive
attack, his mouth turned soft and coaxing, dragging me into a realm of endless
erotic possibilities.
I moaned beneath his mouth, and opened my
lips inviting his tongue inside. As we explored each other’s mouths, I was aware his hands had moved from my
shoulders down my back to my hips. My body started to move in a writhing,
sensuous dance against his, letting him know that I was turned on. The movement
of his cock against my lower belly sent my senses spinning out of control. I
fought the urge to reach down and touch him. As if guessing what was going
through my mind, he reached for my hand and brought it to his zipper. The
length and hardness of his shaft caused a stream of volcanic heat to flow
through my blood, and that’s how I felt, as if I
was going to erupt.
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