My birthday was coming up and I wasn't expecting a big party or anything. I was hoping Davey and I would actually be able to spend it wrapped up in each other, having amazing sex all night. That's really all I wanted, anyway. However, Davey had other things in mind...
"Hi, lovely!" Davey said enthusiastically when I entered our bedroom and plopped down on our king sized bed.
"Hello, darling," I smiled back at him.
"How's the most beautiful woman in the world?" he asked.
"I don't know. Why don't you go ask her?" I laughed.
"Very funny," he said sarcastically, "you are gorgeous. Deal with it."
I looked down, blushing, then cleared my throat.
"So...what was it you wanted to talk to me about?" I raised an eyebrow at him.
"Oh, of course...your birthday," he smiled, "I arranged a little get-together...well, more like a masquerade..."
"Oh my God!" I squealed, interrupting him. I got really excited because I had always wanted to have a masquerade of my own.
"I'm sorry, honey. Continue."
"I took it upon myself to pick out a dress and a mask for you. I also picked an outfit for myself," he said. He walked over to the closet and pulled out our outfits. Mine was a black floor-length gown with an appropriate mask with black and red feathers. His was a black tux and a cape with a Phantom of the Opera-style mask.
"Amazing. Simply amazing," I said, admiring my gown.
"I cannot wait to see you in it," he winked at me.
My birthday finally arrived and I was ecstatic. I slipped into my perfectly fitting gown and put my mask on. I admired myself in the mirror for a few seconds when Davey snaked his arms around me from behind.
"Goddamn," he whispered, looking me up and down, "you are going to be the most gorgeous woman here."
"Oh stop!" I giggled, "now, let's greet our waiting guests."
Davey and I linked arms and walked down the hallway. We glided down the stairs as our guests applauded us and shouted "happy birthday" to me. I was almost to the point of tears, I was so incredibly happy. "Promised You a Miracle" by Simple Minds came on over the speakers as a masked man approached me and Davey. I immediately recognized him.
"Happy birthday, sweetie," he grinned.
"Thank you, Jade!" I said as I pulled him into a hug, "where's Marissa?"
"Oh, she couldn't make it," he said with a hint of sadness in his voice as he looked down at the floor.
"You wanna talk about it?" I offered.
"No, I'll be okay," he forced a smile. I knew his heart was broken and it hurt me so much to see my friend in such pain. The Birthday Massacre's "Remember Me" started playing and Davey took me by the hand.
"Let's dance!" he shouted over the music.
He pulled me close to him and our bodies swayed in sync to the music. We were dancing so close, you couldn't have put a piece of paper between us. I had one arm wrapped around him while my other hand snaked down his back and around his waist to his crotch and softly rubbed him. I nuzzled his neck with my nose, inhaling his cologne. I kissed my way up to his lips and licked them, playing with his lip ring until he allowed me entrance. I caressed his neck while we kissed and I continued grinding against him, feeling his growing erection. I briefly pulled away.
"Enjoying this?" I asked with a sly grin.
What an unnecessary question.
Davey shook his head "yes".