Holy Angel

46. Treating the Birthday Boy

Miya

"Mason." She sang lightly as she climbed on top of a sleeping Mason.

"Mm?" He grumbled as he moved slightly.

"Baby." Miya cooed as she sat just above his butt and leaned down to whisper in his ear. "Get up."

She watched as he opened his eyes slowly. He squinted then from how bright the room was and smacked his lips.

"What do you want?" He folded the pillow under his head.

"Guess what day it is?" Miya sang, ignoring his rudeness.

"October 3rd."

"It's your birthday!" Miya screamed. "Happy birthday baby!" She leaned down to kiss all over the side of his face.

She heard him chuckle lightly. Miya leaned up and rubbed on his bare back.

"Thank you mamas."

"You're welcome." She smiled. "What do you want to do today?"

"Not a damn thing."

Miya smile dropped.

"Don't you play with me. What do you want to do today?"

"Nothing ma." He sighed lightly as he tried to turn over on his back.

Miya lifted to her knees to allow him to do so. Once he was on his back Miya straddled him. She looked down at him and mugged him.

"But I bet you tonight you're going out." Miya rolled her eyes. For right now she was done with the clubs.

Last night was too much for even her to handle.

"Of course I am, and you'll be coming along." He placed his hands on her thighs.

"For real Mason I don't want to go to another club. You can go out and enjoy your night but I'm not going." She folded her arms over her chest and huffed.

"This one isn't up for a debate. I don't care what you say."

Miya stared at Mason and scoffed.

"It's my birthday you can't tell me no on my birthday." He smirked as he grabbed on to the edge of her big shirt and lifted it up.

Miya squinted her eyes at him and then rolled them.

"What you cook me for breakfast?" Mason asked her.

"Well, I wasn't going to fix breakfast until after we discuss some things." Miya bit on the corner of her lip as she watched his eye brow raise in confusion.

"What's that?"

Miya smirked a little to herself as she climbed off his lap and crawled to the middle of her bed. She placed her face down on the bed and held her butt up into the air, so that she was face down ass up, their favorite position. Her shirt slowly slid down to her waist exposing her everything to him.

She knew what he did to her was wrong, but at the end of the day he was still her boyfriend and she missed him terribly. Her sex drive was blown through the roof and she wanted nothing more than to get her back blown out by someone that could sexually please her the way that he can, even if that meant she had to let him back inside her. She refused to let any other man take what was his.

Miya didn't have to wait long, within seconds Mason was already on his knees behind her. She felt the warmth of his hands rub her bare ass.

"Happy fucking birthday to me." She heard him mumble to himself.