India smiled as she stared as Daniel who was asleep in her bed. He laid on his back, a hand under his head and the other rested on his torso. One of his legs were stretched out under the covers which he had kicked off throughout the night so that they were bundled on his knees. His other leg was folded at a slight angle. She couldn't help but to notice the bulge poking through his black Calvin Klein boxers. She looked away nervously as if he would catch her staring.
She went back to finishing her pin up hairstyle. She swiveled in her vanity chair as she dug in the drawer for more Bobby pins to make her curls sit how she wanted them to. She finished off by curling two sections of hair in the front of her head so that each curl sat on both sides of her face.
It was Daniel's birthday and she had a whole day planned for him. She wanted to get a head start on getting ready before she'd wake him up because she always took much longer than him. Over the years, Daniel had stopped caring about celebrating his birthday but she wanted to do something nice for him because he deserved it. Since they'd gotten back together, he would always decline her offer to do something for his birthday. This year, instead of asking, she would just do it so he wouldn't have a choice. He was someone who always put everyone before himself and she couldn't stand it. She wanted him to feel as special as he made her feel every day.
She stood after she was satisfied with her hairstyle and walked over to him. The cool October air kissed at her succulent skin and hardened her nipples. She was only wearing a matching lace bra and panty set and a thin silk robe which was open revealing her toned body. She had been working out a lot since she healed after her C-section and her bullet wounds.
When she got to the side of the bed where he slept, she stretched one leg over his body and straddled him, sitting directly on his morning bulge.
"Diggs," she whispered as she leaned down and placed a kiss on his cheek.
She held herself up on her hands and admired him. His pretty eyelashes that she was always jealous of were long and curled so nicely. He had a fresh haircut so his hairline was crispy and unflawed. His pink lips were slightly parted as he snored softly.
"Babyyy," she sang and kissed him under his earlobe this time. "Wake up, my love."
His eyebrows furrowed and he lifted the hand on his torso near his head as he stretched. He relaxed his hands again and kept his eyes closed. He was tired.
"Babe," India whined. She knew he heard her but he was too focused on his rest.
"Hm?" He asked in his comatose state.
"I said wake up. Please?" She moved her hips causing their intimate parts to rub.
His eyes immediately fluttered open and he took time to adjust to his surroundings before landing them on the beautiful sight before him; his girlfriend.
She giggled. "Happy Birthday, handsome." She placed a soft kiss on his lips. "Good morning."
He smirked and stretched again before placing his hands on her hips. "What time is it?"
"It's ten o'clock," she pouted. "Did you hear me say happy birthday?"
"Yes, baby. Thank you." He grabbed her hands and pulled her down so their chests touched and he hugged her. "Good morning, beautiful. You look so good." He buried his face in her neck and inhaled her scent. "And you smell even better. My god."
She blushed and shied away when she felt his lips touch her neck. She wanted to make a silly comment about his breath not smelling good but she actually didn't smell anything. She decided against it because the joke wouldn't fit.
