Lustful Hearts
Chapter 66: Birthday Surрrіѕе- P4

A rush of excitement ran through me the moment Joel pulled open the pub door knowing exactly what was waiting for him on the other side.

He instantly reacted to the shouts of 'surprise' as his jaw almost hit the floor.

His eyes scanned the room full of faces in bewilderment. I squeezed his hand, kissing his cheek. "Happy birthday, baby." He barely had time to reply before everyone descended to individually greet the birthday boy.

I grabbed some drinks, handing Joel a beer and left him to chat with all his mates to head over and sit with Elijah.

He had been the one to arrange everything, from the decorations to the food and entertainment.

We sat chatting and drinking as Joel stood busy mingling with his guests. Judging by the facial expressions it had to be football related.

Thankfully his team had won and in the last minute of the match so he came back on a high. I was happy they'd got such a great result on his birthday.

The hours ticked by and despite being separated, I felt Joel's eyes on me throughout the night. He kept giving me a silent look which was so intense I felt the air leave my body each time.

I knew he ached to be with me, I could see it in his eyes. The thought alone made me smile, knowing how connected we'd become that no words were needed.

The hours flew by, and the drinks kept flowing. I lost count of the number of times a refilled glass was placed in my hand courtesy of Elijah.

My head spun when the alcohol took hold. Before I knew what was happening, I was standing stage front with a microphone in my hand.

Fuck.

I knew vodka and Elijah were to blame.

I shot him an evil look silently plotting my revenge. He stood grinning, but my eyes left his to fully concentrate on Joel.

The alcohol was enough to numb my nerves as I blocked out everyone else in the room. My sole concentration was singing for the man I loved.

When my ears filled with the first few chords of the song, I nearly lost the entire contents of my stomach. I quickly pushed back the nausea and concentrated on the music as my voice began to fill the room. Joel's head whipped around to look at me grinning, he walked over so he was standing opposite. His eyes still held mine as I serenaded him with Lady Gaga's 'You and I.'

Even through my half cut vision I could see the lust building in his eyes. His chest heaved, becoming more visibly turned on by my performance.

His eyes never left mine for a moment and my breath quickened, belting out the words. I knew the significance they held.

When I winked at him referring to the six years chasing part, he threw his head back laughing, and I smiled.

He was more than worth the wait.

I could tell he was itching to touch me. His hands were curled into fists, and I knew he was just barely holding on from giving into to his urge to storm the stage.

When I worked his name into the song, he nearly lost it. His eyes widened, and I saw the desire coursing through his body.

The electricity between us became so intense. I didn't hear the applause or whistles. I just heard my heart beating more rapidly, and the blood pumping in my ears.

I dropped the microphone and leapt off the stage, straight into his arms.

He caught me and spun us around, pulling me in tight against him. "I can't believe you sang for me, baby. You were amazing."

He kissed me hard, and my legs instantly curled tight around him. We ignored all the jeers and hollers, disappearing through the back.

He carried me straight upstairs to the flat, our mouths never losing their connection once. My fingers instantly weaved into his hair. We barely drew breath as Joel cursed in between kisses with his several attempts at opening the door.

I giggled into his mouth, not leaving it for a moment. He somehow managed to unlock the door while still holding me. Our kisses became more urgent by the second, and our fingers frantically ripped off each other's clothes.

The cold air touched my skin when Joel quickly divested me of nearly every scrap of clothing. He unsnapped my bra, dropping it down the floor and placed me down on the dining table, leaving me there in just my knickers.

The wood was cold and hard against my skin, but I lost all train of thought the moment I felt the last piece of material glide down my legs. I propped myself up on my elbows to see Joel stood gloriously naked. He grinned at my expression as my eyes took in every single naked inch of him. I watched as his eyes grew wider the moment they locked on my chest.

He finally broke the stare to look back into my eyes. "Lie back, baby, I want you to enjoy this."

I managed to moan some kind of reply, I was barely able to string together any words. My head was spinning from all the alcohol, and my body burned for Joel's touch.

My head rested against the cold, unforgiving surface, and I closed my eyes, feeling his naked skin brush up against mine.

He slowly began to place soft kisses down my body. I groaned with pleasure at his slow torture.

His fingers weaved their usual magic, dipping inside, slowly stroking me to an orgasm. I arched my back, overwhelmed by the pleasure. He worked me closer, but I needed more, so much more. I wanted him inside me now.

I pushed him back upright and caught the look of alarm on his face, mixed with confusion in his eyes, surprised by my actions.

I grabbed his hair and pulled him into me, so we were barely inches apart. "I need you now, Joel, I need to feel you inside me."

His look was so intense, I knew he felt the same. He grabbed me, locking his body against mine. My legs encircled him, and my mouth captured his.

I let out a loud moan when he sunk deep inside me. My head flew back, and I groaned loudly with the welcoming intrusion. His rhythm was slow and his lips brushed against my neck, but this wasn't what I wanted.

My hands gripped his bottom, and my eyes stared deep into his pleading my need for him. "Please, Joel, I need it hard and fast." The words had barely left my lips when he pounded deep inside me.

I arched my back, yelling out at each thrust. I clung onto him, my fingers biting into his skin as the table banged loudly against the wall.

Joel grunted loudly, and I yelled his name over and over, feeling myself sprint towards the orgasm finishing line.

"Iz, I'm not going to last long at this rate," he panted. I saw the concentration in his face, he was desperately trying to hold on.

"It's okay," I breathed. "I'm almost there, keep going, don't slow down." I was so close I could feel it.

My eyes rolled, and I threw my head back screaming loudly when the orgasm ripped through my body. The look of relief when he instantly came moments later was enough to make me laugh. "Fuck, Izzy, you're going to kill me." He groaned, collapsing on top of me. Our slick bodies were pressed tight together. We both panted, trying to draw some breath back into our lungs.

"And what a sweet death it would be."

He chuckled as his lips teased my neck, kissing my sweet spot.

I let out a soft moan. "Have you had a good birthday, baby?" I asked softly.

He smiled against my neck, before lifting his head staring into my eyes. "The best. I love you, Iz, but I think we could make it just a little bit better, you know to finish off the last few minutes in style." "Round two?" I asked, feeling him twitch inside me.

His smile almost split his face in two. "Exactly."

I sighed when his lips began teasing my sweet spot again, Joel's birthday was definitely finishing with a bang.00000☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐