LAKE
For once in my life, I did something right, leaving Winston Global to be with my wife and what I valued the most. What I shared with Maverick was more than just a contract marriage anymore, or lust, or sex. It was special.
I looked at my sleeping woman. Despite what my father put her through, she chose her peace, and I admired her for that. I grabbed my phone from my jeans. I was about to text Linden when I saw a message from Cooper.
Yes, Cooper and I exchanged messages. I wanted to make sure Maverick was okay.
COOPER: What is your plan for tomorrow?
LAKE: Why?
COOPER: It’s past midnight, dude. It’s Mave’s birthday today.
Fuck.
LAKE: For real?
Then I remembered her file. Shit.
COOPER: Throw her a party?
LAKE: Yeah, I’ll make it possible.
COOPER: Do you know she doesn’t like celebrating her birthday? No extravagant. You can just take her to the Bazz and rent it for a night. She’d love a Karaoke night.
LAKE: Right, but don’t give her any idea. We’ll surprise her.
COOPER: My lips are sealed. See you later.
I sent a message to our group chat before I got up from bed and then to my assistant. I put on my jeans and called Rocco as I walked out of her room. I knew it was early, but this was urgent.
“Mr. Winston?”
“Yeah, it’s me. I need the bar for a night. Keep it open, but-”
“It’s Maverick’s birthday, I know. What’s the plan?”
“Leave that to me.”
“Great. I’ll prepare the Bazz.”
“Thanks.”
“Why are you up so early?”
I turned around. Maverick was still sleepy and could barely open her eyes. She had the most sexy bedhead, and she didn’t give a damn how would she look in front of me. Her lips parted as I shifted my gaze. She had a pretty mouth that was so good for sucking. I wanted to kiss it but also fuck it.
“I was coming back to bed.” I cupped her face and kissed her lips.
“Then come back to bed.”
“Yes, ma’am.” I had it on the tip of my tongue to wish her a happy birthday, but it would ruin my surprise.
I made love with her instead. She felt so exquisite, tight, warm, and wet. I loved everything about her, her skin, her curves, her lips, her tits, her pussy, and the way she disobeyed me. That made us perfect for one another.
I slid my hand between her folds. I would be surprised if she weren’t wet and ready for me.
She moaned and arched her back as she captured my lips, kissing me greedily. Then she let out a gasp as I thrust my finger inside, my thumb pressing against her swollen clit.
“God, don’t stop. Don’t stop.”
“I’m only god in bed, huh?”
“Shut up.” There was a smile on her lips, her eyes darkened, and then I kissed me again, gliding her tongue into my mouth, claiming what was hers, and we kissed messily, sloppy, and wet as I added another finger.
She was always tight. Maybe because I had big and long fingers, and my dick was thick and wide.
She moved her hips, rocking into my fingers. Then I broke the kiss, moved my lips down her shoulder to her chest, capturing her tit, sucking the pink nipple that had been taunting me, and cupping her other breast, pinching the berry tip. She had exquisite size enough to fill my palm.
Before she could come around my fingers, I pulled them out, and she watched me as I slipped my fingers coated with her arousal into my mouth and licked them clean. She sucked in a breath, her pupils dilating.
Then I lay down beside her, turning her on her side, her back against my chest, and my arm under her head. I grabbed her leg, put it on top of mine as I positioned my dick into her entrance. One thrust into her wetness, I was in, her pussy gripping around me, and she made an audible gasp. I cupped her tit with a free hand as I began to rock into her deep, as hard and fast as I could.
Holding her head, I forced her to look at me so I could kiss her lips, and she kissed me, her finger gripping my hair and moaning like a porn star. We moved together, rocked together, breathed in sync, and moaned in tandem as we reached euphoria.
***
“I’m off today, Lake. What are we doing here at the Bazz? I thought you don’t drink anymore.”
“I can have a club soda.” I placed my hand on her lower back, and she looked like she still had no clue about my surprise. She wore a cute white party dress with a deep plunge halter neck. “Your dress is cute, but I might have to keep my self-control in check constantly tonight.”
She looked at me and down to her dress. “What’s wrong with my outfit?”
“Nothing’s wrong with your outfit. You look fucking hot and sexy, and you’re going to give every man a hard-on.”
“Jeez. I only want to give you a hard-on. No one else.”
“Well, congratulations. You’ve been successful an hour ago.” I pushed the door open. And she just yelped in surprise. Her hand was on her chest while her mouth hung open with wide eyes.
“Happy birthday!” Everyone was around, including Genesis, Cooper, and Rocco. My cousin Striker and his wife, London, Linden, Estelle, and even Sax Ryder and Kye Wilder were present, including the man from down under, Jacques Lynx.
My assistant, Venus, came to my side to give me a bouquet of three dozen red roses.
“Oh, my God!” Now, her hands were on her mouth before she looked at me. “What the hell? How did you know?”
“Happy birthday, baby.” I smiled, and she smiled back, pulling me into a hug. “This is for you.”
“Thank you.” She took the flower, feeling emotional. “I’m not going to cry.” She forced her tears back and looked up. “Thank you, Winston.”
Everyone came to greet, kiss, and hug her, including her boss, Rocco, and the other bartenders, Athena and Dallas.
“Happy birthday, baby girl.” Cooper hugged her.
“God, I hate that nickname.” She chuckled as she hugged Cooper.
“Dad can’t make it, but he said happy birthday.” Striker came to kiss her on the cheek.
“Thank you, Striker.”
“I wish you all the best, birthday girl.” London and Estelle squeezed her into a hug.
“Thank you, guys. I have no idea about the surprise. I don’t celebrate my birthday anymore since I turned eighteen. I just spent a day with my Nana. I wish she were here today.”
Everyone started singing, and Augustine came with a birthday cake and lit candles.
“Oh, my God, Nana!”
I could see the happiness in everyone’s eyes, especially my birthday girl, and this was all I wanted, to see her happy.
“Make a wish, Ricky,” her grandmother said.
She closed her eyes for a brief moment before blowing the candle. Cooper took the cake from Augustine, and she and her grandmother hugged each other.
Linden came to my side. “You did something right today, Winston.”
“Thanks.”
“You’re falling hard, cuz. I lost the bet.”
I chuckled at Striker. Falling hard should terrify me. I should be running up the hill, but instead, I shook my head in amusement. I didn’t mind, though. I felt something incredible watching Maverick smile from ear to ear with her Nana in a tight hug.
“Guys, get some drinks and get drunk! Drinks are on him!” She pointed at me, making everyone laugh.
Music blasted on the speakers, and the party just started.
Dallas came to serve some strong poison, and I refused to take it.
“Just club soda for me. Thanks.”
Linden and Striker gave me a strange look.
“Since when do you refuse a poison?”
“Since he got drunk that night,” Striker answered Linden.
“You’re too hard on yourself, man. It’s fine to drink once in a while. You were under a lot of stress at that time. Right now, it’s your woman’s birthday.”
“I want a clear head. I want her to enjoy.” I grabbed the glass from Dallas and took a sip.
“If you say so.” Linden drew a deep breath, and I felt something change in the air. “Look, I didn’t wanna ruin your night, but I got something about her father’s identity.”
Shit.
“It doesn’t sound good, brother,” Striker said.
Linden shook his head as he looked at me. “No, man. It does not.”