Imagine...: The Bruno Mars Imagines

"Where Do You Want Your Gift?" (Sweet/Dirty Imagine) Part III

Tomeshia's POV

I couldn't believe what Peter whispered oh so sweetly in my ear. Every since our engagement, we've always talked about our future together- especially having kids. And the fact that he wants to start now on my special day...

It couldn't be anymore romantic.

I gently rubbed his soft curls, taking off his red bandanna that he still had on and tossing it to the floor. I then pulled him closer to kiss his soft lips to let him know I accepted his request. He moaned and melted in my arms.

"So...." he said as he kissed me one more time, "Where do you want your gift?"

He kissed me again giggled.

"I can think of a few places..." I said as I whispered in his ear. I then slid my hand around his carrot. I could feel him moaning for me as I rubbed it.

Then out of nowhere, Peter suddenly grabbed both of my hands and placed them above my head.

"Mmm-Mmm, Baby..." he said as he looked into my eyes. "This is your day, remember? So I'm the only one doing the giving today. The only thing I want you to do is receive and get pleasure from it. And since you're already in your birthday suit... How about we get started?"

I smiled in agreement. He then positioned me to where I was fully laid on my back. He crawled himself on top of me, starting to kiss me passionately on my lips. I grabbed his hair as he began caressing my body. Our tongues began to wrestle with each other until he began to kiss my neck. I moaned out from the sensation as he sucked and nibbled on my neck, working his way down and doing the same thing to my sensitive breasts.

He then worked his way down to my tummy. He was kissing on every sweet spot I had, making me jerk and giggle a little bit. He knew what he was doing- I could feel him smiling while he was doing it. He finally got to my core only to kiss, nibble and suck on my inner thighs.

"Please, Baby..." I said as I looked down at Peter, "Don't tease me anymore... I want you so bad..."

"Well in order for us to make this baby, I have to make sure that my little muffin is buttered..."

He then brushed his finger on my clit, causing me to moan out and bite my lip.

"Oh please, Peter!" I cried out to him, "Give me my gift, Baby! Give it to me..."

"Say no more, Baby..." he said as he kissed the lips of my core...

Peter slowly slides his tongue in between my lips, opening my already wet slit. I moan out in pleasure as he rotates his tongue inside me, all while giving me little suctions here and there. He then finds my little pearl, and he gives it a kiss.

"You're so beautiful, Baby..." he whispered below me.

I could feel his warm breath at the tip of me clit, which made me shiver. Suddenly he began sucking and licking on my clit, while taking his two thick fingers and pumping them inside of me.

"Oooh!" I shouted as I grabbed his hair again. I began to tug on it some more so he can tell I was enjoying myself. I slowly started moving my hips as his eating me out started to intensity. As my breath began to get shorter and shorter from breathing so hard, I could feel my core tightening up on me- I was close to cumming. But before I could let myself go, he stopped.

"Baby..." I whimpered, "What are you going? I want you to keep going!"

"I will, Baby," he said as he sat up on the bed, "But I'm not gonna let u cum just yet... You still need your birthday licks, Birthday Girl..."