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"Good morning my baby boy," I stretch my arms above my head in attempt to wake up my muscles.

"Morning," he groans, covering his face with his hand. The sunlight that has crept through a gap in the curtains is directly in his eyes.

"Hey," I straddle his hips and run my hands through his messy bed hair, "it is your birthday. Happy Birthday," I lean down and kiss him ever so slowly. His hands run up my legs.

"I thought you'd forgotten you didn't say anything about it yesterday or anything," he admits, "I wouldn't blame you. It's hard to know what day of the week it is when you're on holiday."

"Well I didn't forget," I tap my finger on his nose.

"I'm glad," he squeezes my hips.

"I got you lots of presents but I'll give you most of them when everyone else gives you their gifts. The other presents can wait till tonight. Everyone is staying here another night but I have booked us a night in a one bedroom cabin up the road," my hands make their way back to his hair again.

"Thank you baby that will be incredible. I know that yesterday I didn't care if anyone heard me making love to you. But I did hold back last night. Because I know you don't like it when they tease you. It'll be nice to have a place to ourselves for a night. That is probably the best present in itself," he admits. He starts to harden underneath me.

"Are you thinking about it?" I giggle.

"Of course I am. I'm me and you are you. So obviously I'm instantly coming up with all the things I want to do later," he owns it and shuffles a little to make sure I'm feeling what he means.

"Some of the gifts might make it even better," I wink.

"Oh goodness baby. I'm going to be curious all day. Also thinking about it all day. We are meant to be hanging out at a beach with our friends today and I'm going to be thinking about your mysterious gifts."

"Oh by the way Adley popped her head in earlier. They've all gone for a walk. So we have the whole place to ourselves," I grin. His face lights up and he flips us over. He hovers above me before making light work of his t-shirt that I am wearing.

"I guess it is shower time?" He bats his eyelashes.

"You're the birthday boy," I beam, "you can have whatever you like,"

He leaps up onto his feet and throws me over his shoulder. He runs down the hallway to bathroom with my naked self, draped over his shoulder. He locks the door just in case the others come back earlier than we expect. He doesn't put me down until the water is warm. But I don't stay on the ground for long soon my back is against the wall. Steam coats our sweaty bodies as we reach cloud nine together.

Darius places me back on my feet and I squeeze some body wash onto his hand, then onto my own. He lathers my skin in the coconutty smelling body wash, paying careful attention to every inch of my skin. There's no point in washing my hair when it is just going to get salty again when I go swimming at the beach. I run my hands over his defined wash board torso and his arms. He spins around and I wash his back. I tap his bum when I'm finished and fall to knees to wash his legs. I look up at him with a cheeky twinkle in my eye as I wash his dick extremely slowly.

"You're a damn tease," he grumbles.

"Oh my birthday boy are you getting grouchy," I kiss the tip as though it has a boo boo.

"No baby girl I love it," he urges me to continue. When I finally stop the teasing a loud groan rumbles out from his stomach. When he releases, my name tumbles from his lips over and over again, "that was amazing," he hums helping me back onto my feet.

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