"Wake up, mommy!" I hear all three of the girls say at the same time. Noticing they aren't in bed with me I look over to see them standing next to where I'm laying holding cards.
I take the cards they're basically shoving in my face and read them. They all say something along the lines of "Happy Birthday, mommy! I love you." And other cute things like that.
Brad walks in and gets on his side of the bed handing me a box and leaning over to kiss me "Happy birthday, babe!" I wait for the girls to climb on the bed with us then open the box Brad gave me. It's small and has a bow wrapped around it. I open it to reveal a necklace. Not just any necklace, but the Heart Of The Ocean from the movie Titanic. Inside is a small note "You're the Rose to my Jack. I love you, Happy Birthday!" I look up at him with tears in my eyes and kiss him "It's beautiful! Thank you."
He carefully puts it on me "You're welcome."
All I want to do is stay in bed, so that's what we do. The girls all squeeze in the middle of us and Brad and I sit up on either side as we all watch a movie. I love it when we're all together like this.
Brad tells the girls they have to get ready after a few hours and they all run to get dressed. I look at him confused and he tells me what's going on "My parents are watching them tonight so we can be alone. That was another one of your presents." He hands me a medium sized bag that I can tell is a gift from him only "I knew you wouldn't buy this for yourself, but I expect you to be wearing it when I get back." With that, he leaves me to open it even though I already know what it is.
I wait until I know they're all gone and open the bag. Just what I though; a black and red lace lingerie set. He always loved the one I had similar to this, but tore it the last time I wore it. I strip and look in the mirror making sure I don't look like crap then put it on. I find the little cover that comes with it and put that on as well then go downstairs and wait in the kitchen for Brad to get home. The garage door shuts warning me that he'll be walking in soon so I put my phone down and hop up so I'm sitting on the counter and get a piece of the cake he got me.
He walks in and throws his keys and coat on the table then walks over to where I am taking some of the icing off my cake and putting it on my face "You look sexy" he says before leaning in to kiss me getting cake and icing all over him as well. I put the cake down next to me and wrap my arms around him so he can pick me up off the counter. The kisses get more and more passionate as he carries me through the house trying to find somewhere to put me down.
We make it to the couch and as soon as he lays me down I know I need him. I work on his belt and get his pants off then carsse his huge bulge. He groans as he kisses my neck "Don't mess with me." I take the hint and get his boxers off as fast as I can. He then practically rips off my cover up and slowly slides off the rest of the lingerie stopping to kiss me all over. I can't take it anymore. I need him. He gets the lingerie off and I rip off his shirt waiting for him to enter me. He finally does and I fill with pleasure right away. I moan loudly as I run my fingers through his hair not wanting this to end.
We never lose eye contact the whole time and he makes his way back to my lips, kissing me as he thrusts. Slowly at first, but gets faster. Our hips move in sync and we both finish at the same time. We do it two more times, needing each other more and more as we go on until we're both exhausted.
He flips us over so he's on the bottom and I lay on top of him with my head on his chest. I listen to his heart beat go from racing to a normal steady beat, and slowly find myself drifting off to sleep.
After this part there's going to be 5 more, but I'll be writing another Justifer story on my other account, Justifer3, with a friend so make sure to check that out! :)
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Built On Trust
FanfictionJen and Brad have what seems to be a happy marriage. Will brad come clean? Will he tell her the truth? Will they make it through this and have trust again? Disclaimer: I obviously don't own Brad Pitt, or Jennifer Aniston and this is just a fun twist...
