That just makes me want to make her cum again even more. She mewls and whines as I flick my tongue back and forth over her swollen clit.
The closer she gets, the more frantically I feast on her pussy, desperate to hear her scream my name as she creams all over my fingers.
“Yes! Oh God, yes,” she cries out, her legs starting to shake. I adjust myself so that she's practically sitting on my face as I work my mouth and fingers, driving her over the edge. “Harlow!” she screams, and it’s music to my ears as she squirts her orgasm all over my face and hand.
“You know, you're gonna kill me one of these days,” she pants. “Death by orgasm.”
“But what a way to go out.” I laugh, getting up and pulling her into a kiss.
“Best fucking birthday ever,” she says with a satisfied look.
This woman is my savior, my partner, my lover, best friend, and soulmate. She has a special place in my heart that no one will ever be able to replace. I could go on again if I had to without the guys, but her? I’d rather be dead than live in a world without her. She is my everything.I love the guys, I truly do, but Evie?With her, I know I can get through anything this fucked-up world throws at me.
“WHY IS THIS PLACE DEADon a Saturday? It’s normally packed,” she questions while looking around as we walk down the pier.
“Because I rented the place out for the day.”
She stops and turns to me with wide eyes. “You what? H–how? Is that even possible? I didn't know they did that.”
“They don't.” I smirk. “But this is me we're talking about, babe. No one says no to me. It also helps that I paid them a crap ton of money.”
“‘Low!” she whisper-screeches, looking around to make sure no one hears her call me by my nickname. “You don't need to be spending a ton of money on me. I’m happy just being with you today.”
“I know. But life has been crazy, and my favorite thing to do is come here with you. I miss it... this, just us hanging out here and getting away from our crazy lives, living like normal people for a few hours.”
“So we have this place all to ourselves?” she asks, looking at the rides.
“Yup.”
She looks back at me, grinning like a kid in a candy store. “Then happy fucking birthday to me! Come on!” She grabs my hand and we race down the wharf.
We spend the day going on every ride, playing all the games, and laughing so much that my belly cramps and my face is sore from smiling so hard. Before we leave, I drag her into a photo booth and we take pictures together. They look amazing. She looks so beautiful while laughing, her smile lighting up the whole photo.
“Thank you for the amazing day,” Evie says, pulling me into her arms, her eyes lighting up with tears. “I love you so fucking much. Thank you for loving me back, the way I’ve been desperate for.”
“You don't have to thank me, E. Loving you is one of the easiest things I’ve ever done. I’m just sorry I was so blind for so long.”
We kiss under the setting sun, slow and tender until her stomach growls. “Sorry.” She giggles against my lips.
“Hungry, I see. Can’t let my lady starve,” I say, linking my fingers into hers. “Let's go eat.”
We find the nearest restaurant and we order whatever we want.
“God. I don't think I can eat any more,” Evie groans, leaning back into her seat.
“Darn. And I was gonna take you to your favorite ice cream shop for dessert.” I wink at her.
She perks up at that. “I think I can rearrange my stomach contents to make that happen.”
“Come on then.” I laugh. “We can grab some to go and just relax the rest of the night at home.”
I pay and leave a generous tip that has the waitress crying, sobbing about how she wasn't sure she was going to be able to pay rent. She hugs me, and Evie looks at me in horror. But I just wink, making her smile and hug the grateful lady back.
“Shit!” I hiss.
“What?” Evie asks as we stroll around the corner of the building.
“I forgot the photos from the photo booth on the table at the restaurant.”