Hello dear all :-) I want to apologize for letting you wait this long for the update, but I already explained the reasons. Here comes ch. 25 part 1.. yes, because it's coming out longer and given it's approaching the end, I prefer to write it without rushing.

It's Emmett's birthday and Shane says you have to wish him Happy Birthday!! :-)) I really hope you'll enjoy it, so let me know! Thank you sooo much for your amazing and wonderful support and I'll try to answer all the messages. 

You already know this week the summary and cover of Enna and Roman story is coming out: "Fallen for an angel" :-)

Dedicated to all of you and in particular to BigDaddyBamBam as a huge thank you!! :-)))

On the right ... yep, that's what Shane wears ;-)

Cheers

SHANE POV

I clicked the “submit payment” button and after few seconds I received the confirmation of the payment and the confirmation flight code. I stared at it and felt like butterflies in my tummy going crazy and I began to smile apparently for no reasons.

Apparently.

I had just bought and completed Emmett’s birthday present and couldn’t wait to surprise him the way he surprised me and I bloody was sure he wasn’t expecting anything of the sort and I was bloody sure he would fuss about it and say I shouldn’t waste my money like this and blah, blah, blah...whatever. It wasn’t a waste of money, as for me it was the very first time I was able to properly do something of the sort to the person I loved. Enna had lent me his prepaid card, since I still didn’t have one, and I just gave him back the money. It was actually funny to sneak around to organize this and I chuckled thinking about it.

“Everything done, Shane?” Roman asked me walking into the room and leaning on the doorframe.

“Yes, thank you for letting me use your computer; I didn’t want Emmett to find this out, well, not yet.” He shook his head and smiled.

“I bet he’ll have something to say on the matter.”

“You can bet your bollocks.” I snorted, knowing very well Em’s nature, like he was the one to talk. He had done so much for me and I had to give up about college’s fees, because I couldn’t find a way to change his mind and at the end had to agree with him paying most of it. Well, a bit more than just most of it. “But I hope he’ll like it.”

“He’ll love it, Shane.” Enna walked into the room and stopped by his man, wrapping his long and thin arms around his powerful waist. “Please take pictures and send us a postcard and once you guys are back, you are all invited here for a dinner party.”

Roman smiled at him and kissed his temple. I looked at them feeling my lips curve in an understanding smile and then thanked Enna; he honestly loved to cook for people he loved and by now my friend loved Emmett.

“Thank you, I’m sure Em will love it, he says you’re awesome at cooking.” I mocked my boyfriend’s American accent in pronouncing the word “awesome” and Roman smirked. I checked the time and realized it was better to go. “Better get going, Em will be at home soon and want to surprise him with dinner.”

“I’ll drive you home, so you’ll save time.” Roman offered. “You will need to print the tickets, am I correct? I suppose you chose the online check-in.”

“Yep, had to, because it’s cheaper. Bloody hell, that company might be cheap, but it such a pain in the ass with all the extra things. Good thing we’ll stay over just for two nights, therefore who cares about checked bags.” I rolled my eyes thinking about the fecking crazy prices this low-cost company had for checked-bags, extra kilos and the like. “Mind if I come over next week to print them out? We’ll leave in ten days, so still have time.”

“You perfectly know you can come over any time you want, sweety.” Enna came to me and smothered my hair. “It was great to have you in the shop, so you should stay longer.”

Right, since my birthday I worked at Enna’s salon helping him out with everything he needed and must be honest, he overpaid me and when I tried to argue about it, he simply said it was the regular wage and to nicely shut up and just think about my plan. You know, Enna saying to someone to shut up was quite the funny view, but don’t get it wrong; he could be a very hard and severe person when the necessity called for it. It wasn’t his nature, but he wasn’t someone you ordered around or to be whipped, no bloody hell.

“Thanks, but you paid me too much.” He innocently waved me off and I rolled my eyes, but grinned. “Well, not complaining sham. With the money I had been able to pay for everything.”

“And that is what really matters. Now, go home and make dinner to your boyfriend, while I make dinner to my love. Say hi to Emmett.” My friend hugged me and kissed my forehead sweetly.

When I arrived at home, lucky me Em hadn’t arrived yet and so I hurried up with everything, setting the table and then cooked one of his favourite: risotto with fresh mushrooms. I saw him doing that a couple of weeks ago and I tried to remember all the steps and the ingredients he used, but just in case I downloaded the recipe from internet. Cooking wasn’t my favourite hobby, but I loved to do it for my man, because I loved to surprise him, as he constantly did with me. I carefully brushed and washed the mushrooms under the running water, then chopped and diced them in thin slices and threw them in the pot with olive oil, pinch of salt, sliced onion and let them softly and slowly fry. When it reached the right colour, I pour in the rice and added some vegetable stock and let it cook, stirring it.

I had the doubt I forgot something, but fecking couldn’t remember what. Oh right, parmesan cheese, but I had it and still wasn’t the time for it. I kept pouring more stock and stirring the rice and the mushrooms and the smell of it began to fill the kitchen and I smiled at that, because it was good. The rice began to look more like risotto and was becoming creamy and I added a bit of cheese, just like Emmett did last time; right when I was about to taste it, the door opened and Em called for me and after my “In the kitchen” a couple of strong arms wrapped around me and pulled me against a hard chest. Bloody hell...he was kissing the back of my neck and pressing his muscular front body on my back.

“Hey Shane, hmm...something smells very good...hmm, yummy.” Not sure what he really meant, given he was softly biting my skin. I leaned a bit in his hug and then pushed away afraid of burning something.

“You making dinner for me?” He asked peeking from my shoulder.

“I wanted to try something you made a while ago, knowing it’s one of your favourite, but not sure it’s gonna taste the same and hope I followed the right steps and..” Emmett grabbed me chin and abruptly turned me head on the side, his tongue immediately pushing inside my lips and making my knees turn into jelly. I grabbed Emmett’s forearm to steady when my head spun and shamelessly moaned in his mouth.

“Brat, it’s going to taste absolutely delicious, thank you.” He pulled away and softly kissed the tip of my nose, smiling and looking straight in me eyes. I couldn’t wait for his birthday to come, which was next week and hoped with all my heart he would like my idea and surprise.

“We’ll see if it tastes good or not.”

“It will.” Emmett pecked my cheek and then let me go and went to pour to him and me a glass of white wine. I took a quick sip and it tasted very good. “You like it?” I nodded and turned my attention back to the risotto, now almost ready.

“It’s almost ready, Em. Just take a seat.”

“Can I help you somehow?”

“Nah, got everything under control, sham.” He chuckled and set his glass down.

“Well, going to change clothes then, still wearing sweatpants and jumper from the gym. God, the showers weren’t working well today, thus had to shower with damn cold water. I froze my balls.”

“Maybe I can find a way to warm you up...” I provoked him, slightly eyeing him from my shoulder and winking wickedly. He groaned and passed a hand in his soft hair.

“Don’t tempt me now, Shane. I want to enjoy your dinner here with you right now...but good idea for later.” Emmett winked and walked out of the kitchen.

Bloody hell, I knew later he would be in full power and completely unleashed. I shivered at the thought of it in pleasure and almost arched my body like a cat. I’ve been living with him for almost three months, well, bit less, but they had been the best almost three months of my entire life. Of course we would argue sometimes and provoke each other, it was our nature and both of us had strong and stubborn personalities, but it was never something serious, just little stupid issues and they would end with one of us giving up and the other cheering. Emmett softened a bit more; in the sense he was less commanding and authoritative, not like in the beginning and actually turned out to be a very sweet lad. He wasn’t the king of romanticism, but neither was I and I was happy with that. It was perfect for us and anyway, to me he was the most romantic sham on this world.

I took a bit of the risotto and judging it ready I turned off the flame and stirred the rice with more parmesan cheese. Fecking hell, still think something was missing, but couldn’t remember what. Whatever. I thought whether lighting a candle or not on the table, since I had one here, it wasn’t exactly a special occasion today or anything, but...bloody hell, everyday with Emmett was a special day and occasion, so suck it up Shane and light up the candle. It didn’t hurt to be cheesy sometimes; I chuckled, nope, it didn’t.

Right when the risotto had been served and the candle lit up, Em walked into the kitchen and I sure didn’t miss the surprised and tender smile on his face; he liked the idea and he took a hand and made me sit on the chair, kneeling beside me.

“Thanks Shane, this is perfect.” He softly kissed me lips and went to sit on his chair. “Let’s enjoy our dinner.”

“Yep.”

He took a fork of the risotto and he hummed while tasting it; I still hadn’t had one, because I was anxious to see whether he liked it or not and well, apparently he loved it.

“This is delicious, brat. I should let you cook more...and should let you spoil me more; hmm...the idea is very tempting.”

“Finally you admit it.” I playfully snorted and rolled my eyes, then responded to his burning and enticing glance.

“I’ll consider it.” He winked and when he took a second fork, I remembered what was missing and I sprang up on my chair, having him looking at me with questioning face and cocking brows. “You ok?”

“Damn it, I forgot the last step. A handful of chopped parsley...I’m a bloody tool.” He chuckled at that loudly and took my hand, forcing me to seat down.

“Shane, you’re not a bloody tool, but my sweet and tempting sexy devil. Now just sit down and enjoy dinner, your risotto is the most delicious I have ever had.” I sat down, but grunted something and he sighed chuckling. “I’m serious and promise to let you cook more, ‘cause I love it.”

I studied his expression and I knew he was serious and sincere. Emmett was always sincere with me, totally and completely. I did trust him with everything.

“Alright sham, remember your promise.” I smirked and he shook his head amused. I thought about his birthday and my present and realized I should make sure of something. “So next week you’re turning into a thirty years old sham...old geezer.” I joked and he scoffed. “Joking Em. I was thinking we could do something on the weekend, maybe go to somewhere?”

“That’d be amazing and actually quite the great idea, because next Friday I work only few hours in the morning. Well, not sure yet, but I’ll let you know and we can think of something. I’d love to see the north side of Ireland.”

“Seems grand to me.” Yep, he would like my surprise, problem was his sure to come arguing about the money. I repressed a roll of eyes and just pretended to think about his idea. I had the piece of information essential to me and now everything was set and ready. Just one particular, but Enna told me where I could find it and was going for it tomorrow.

After dinner and after placing the dishes and pots in the dishwasher machine, we sat on the sofa with a glass of sweet white wine and watched a movie I found in one of the thousands channels his TV had. I stretched long and rested on his legs, while he combed my hair. Sometimes I still feared to wake up and see this was only a dream, because months ago I wouldn’t have even dared to hope for half of this and now...now it was sweet reality. It wasn’t dream and my worries and fears had long gone and left me; Emmett was a solid and extremely caring person and he was there for me every single day and I knew he loved me. He never wavered or felt insecure, if I had a doubt or a problem he would find the solution in no time and remind me he was there for me and with me. It was the same for me and I wished I could do more for this incredible man...so much more. There was this feeling in me, this sensation and it told me that sooner or later me wish will come true and I hope with all my heart it was right.

I stole a glance at his handsome and god-like face and smiled; since his friend and sister’s visit, he had relaxed down and slightly changed in better. He would watch basket on TV and no longer have that distant and gone expression. I wished he would have that second chance and Jordan promised me to try his best in helping in the matter, but I wasn’t a fecking ignorant and naive brat, knew such things didn’t just fall from trees. Talking about Jordan, he told us his story with Alice was simply amazing and he confessed to Emmett he was so in love with her that he was sure she was the woman of his life. When Em told me, I smiled and thought that one day we were going to receive some news. I just knew it and so did my man.

Emmett sensed my eyes on him and placed his glass on the coffee table and did the same with mine, then leaned down to kiss me.

“Need to wake up really early tomorrow, I’ll head to bed, brat.” He pulled away, but I blocked him there locking my fingers in his hair.

“Coming to bed with you, sham.” I reached up and slowly let my tongue lick an imaginary line from his throat to his lips. He groaned powerfully and in a blink jerked me up in a way I was straddling him. Bloody hell, his super fast reactions still surprised me a lot.

“Definitely coming to bed with me.” His lips moved on my neck, while his hands fondled my ass.

“You really like it, hmm?” He knew what I meant.

“Oh you have no idea, Shane.” His hot voice caressed the shivering skin of my neck and his teeth grazed it promisingly. “It’s simply perfect, so round and fit, so sexy and fitting my hands, always so ready and hot... hmm...”

A moaned escaped my parted lips and he smirked, the arrogant tool, but as usual it excited me even more, so I slowly gyrated on him, purposely brushing his hardening shaft with my ass cheeks. He clawed me stronger and bit my shoulder.

“You enjoy provoking me very much, isn’t it?” I simply hummed my answer in his ear and teased it at the same time with my tongue. He growled and in a flash he was standing straight with me wrapped around his magnificent body. “And I love it... and I love you, Shane.”

Another thing that sent me bloody crazy with happiness.

Emmett telling me he loved me.

I had no idea if he knew the effect those words had on me, but the thing was that every time he would say them, my heart would flip-flop and I would melt in a pool of love and warming feelings. When I met Em, he gave me the idea of someone that wasn’t going to directly express his feelings and I partially was right about that. He told me he used to be like this, but now he was another man only for me and Emmett kept telling me how much he loved me.

“And I love you, Emmett, so bloody much I think I’ll go crazy.”

“You’re already crazy, brat and so am I.” He smiled and claimed my mouth in a burning and passionate kiss and we continued it in our bedroom. Yes, our bedroom.

Tomorrow was going to be his birthday and I couldn’t wait to give him my present. I was edgy as if the birthday was mine, I don’t know why, but I couldn’t stay still and calm and had to force myself in acting normal, not to give anything away, because he was a sharp and clever lad. The e-tickets printed out at Enna and Roman’s house were folded in an envelope containing also a card and I had hidden everything in my nightstand, along with what I planned to wear tonight. Ok, don’t think I have some kinky wits, well maybe a bit, but they were all innocent things every healthy person in love had; honestly, who never tried whipped cream or chocolate syrup with his/her beloved half? You? I don’t believe it. Anyway, this had a specific purpose and wanted to be somehow choreographic and alright, you got me, also wanted to bloody provoke Emmett. I asked Alice and she told her brother was born very late at night, around 1 am or so, and that was my idea.

Waking him up with a particular surprise.

Today was Tuesday and his birthday was tomorrow, normal school and working day and that meant no particularly late night, or so I hoped, and I planned on waiting for the right time and then surprise him. Emmett had been the first person wishing me happy birthday and he surprised me with breakfast in bed. I wanted to be the first person, too, and surprise him with something in bed that wasn’t breakfast, maybe a late night snack.

I chuckled and then bit my tongue. The man in question turned his head and asked me what was funny and I pulled out an excuse, telling him what Sean did today in class, which had been actually hilarious.

“Sean is nuts.” He said shaking his head.

Yep, my friend was.

One of our teachers picked on me for being openly gay and sure I knew it wasn’t smart of me for being that open, but why should I hide? It wasn’t his business and so he began the same old lesson about sin and the Bible and all that old crap and Sean simply freaked out and jumped on the desk and kicked down the trousers of the uniform and said that all those old bigots could kiss his bollocks. That had been hilarious and quite stupid, because he had been suspended for three days. I felt sorry for him, but my friend was a big sham, he could take care of himself and anyway he hadn’t the cleanest scholar record, if you know what I mean. Now that I think about it, none of us was exactly a white spot.

“But he’s a funny lad, hi.”

“He sure is.” His fingers tickled me inner thigh and I chuckled, but played coy. Wasn’t going to give in just now, so I faked a deep and loud yawn, which wasn’t so fake considering the day I had. “You tired?”

“It was quite the day, how about we go to sleep and cuddle a bit in bed?” Emmett smiled and nodded.

“I like cuddling in bed with you...” Sure, me bollocks he liked it. Well, he liked it, that was true, but not exactly in bed or if it was in bed, it was after a long and hard session of making love.

“You do?” I asked arching my brow and he laughed.

“Why, don’t you trust me? C’mon, I know you’re tired, I can see that, so let’s go to bed.” He stood up and grabbing my wrists he jerked me on my feet, then bent down a bit and tossed me over his shoulder. Tool.

“Put me down, you tool...”

“Not a chance, sexy ass.” I slapped his ass and he groaned. “Shane, going for kinky stuff now? Didn’t think you were the type.”

“Amn’t. Why, would you like something like that?” I really hope no, I sure wasn't into such things.

“No.” He answered without a doubt and hesitation, walking to our bedroom. “One thing is playing around and one thing is whipping or hitting someone and controlling even the way that person breaths. That’s not love, it’s being sick and I could and would never lay a finger on you if it wasn’t for touching you with love or desire or caressing your beautiful face.” I felt my heart pounding crazy and my eyes stinging. Emmett not simply loved me, but respected me and cared for me in a way not possible to describe. He placed me on the bed and climbed on it hovering over me. “I love you Shane and this will never change and don’t ask me why or how the bloody hell I know it, because I just know it. Is that clear?”

Right, he still was that arrogant and full of himself tool, still liked to set the rules because that was his nature, but it was true he never controlled me and the choices he somehow forced on me were only for my good, like coming to live here with him, going to college, the driving license; it was a way to win my stubborn pride that years ago risked to completely ruin me.

“Thanks, Em. It’ll never change for me either.” I smiled and so did he, leaning down on the side.

“Great.” His fingers drew the line of my face and his eyes followed them. “I might have an idea for this weekend, but we can talk about it tomorrow morning, ok?”

“Grand.”

He might have an idea, but I had way more than that.

I had everything planned.

We refreshed ourselves, brushed our teeth and the like and he really just cuddled me since I almost fell asleep. Eventually his breathing went calmer and more regular and from that I knew he was sleeping; I carefully untangled my arms and body from his strong grip and I froze when he clutched my wrist.

“Where are you going?” He slurred with thick and low voice, his eyes closed. Em was mostly asleep, he probably just felt me move around.

“Thirsty.” I whispered; he hummed something and after a couple of minutes he was completely snoozing. I pretended to go to the kitchen and he kept quiet, so I came back to bed and waited for the right time to come.

My heart was beating erratically and I was afraid the sound might wake him up, but I knew it wasn’t possible; it was just me hearing it in my mind, pumping faster and sending my blood crazier and edgy and pulsing in my ears. My eyes scanned the semi-dark ceiling and then wandered around the room and I tried to level my breath and calm it down. Emmett was breathing quietly and deeply and when I lightly brushed his lips, he didn’t move. It wasn’t time yet, but only a little bit more. And so I bloody waited. Carefully I rolled on the side and checked the time.

Now it was the right time.

Silently I slipped out of bed and opened the drawer of the nightstand and retrieved all the things necessary; on my tiptoes I walked to the bathroom, refreshed my face and mouth and walked to the kitchen, finding the chocolate and caramel syrup. Yep, my man loved caramel syrup, so I poured a gentle dose of it on the cookies; I didn’t have a cake, so biscuits were going to be grand and anyway, they weren’t going to be the main meal. I walked back to the bedroom and placed everything without a sound at the end of the bed. I took a deep breath and let go of everything superfluous and smiling I wore the mask I found in some crazy emo-Goth shop behind Dame Street. I checked my image in the mirror and a smirked appeared behind the elegant black filigree mask.

For a moment I wondered how he would react to it and if he’d like it or not. Another smirked formed on my lips, as if guessing the answer.

I climbed on the bed beside Em, placing the envelope and plate on a safe spot and wearing only the mask, I straddled him and softly kissed his lips, neck, face, temples until he began to stir awake; he murmured something and I teased him more, now biting his earlobe and whispering silent words.

“Em...wake up...”

Another drowsy mutter.

“Emmett... open your eyes...”

He stirred more and after another feather-like kiss his hands grabbed my wrists with strong grip and I knew he was awake. His eyes jerked open and I heard him take a sharp breath and swallow, his lips and jaws tightening and his orbits going wide. Now I knew he was wide awake; nope, he was completely wide awake and I could feel it, if you know what I mean.

“Happy Birthday Emmett.” I simply said, while his hands let go of my wrists and caught my hips digging his fingers in my heated flesh; he sat up and rested his back on the head of the bed and kept looking at me like in a daze, a burning and lusting daze.

“Shane..” He murmured with restrained voice.

“Happy Birthday Emmett. I love you.” I leaned down on him and clashed my lips with his, invading his mouth without waiting a second.

Em groaned and slammed me pressed against him, trying to dominate the kiss, sinking his fingers in my back, but didn’t let him and so he growled in stronger lust and want. My mouth smirked on his liking how I was able to provoke him and make him feel. I broke the kiss and he cursed, but he then softly stroked my lips with one thumb.

“Shane, thank you. You are, God I have no words right now, you are..Shane you’re so sensually gorgeous and so damn arousing, so beautiful and tempting. Look at you, you are like a dream-like divinity.” His hands slipped on my legs up and down and then ascended back on my hips and on my back, ravenously stroking my skin and staring at me breathing heavy. I smirked below my mask and didn’t miss that crazy and feral fire burning and lapping in his beautiful eyes.

Bloody hell, I had woken the untamed Emmett; well, I sure wasn’t complaining, but it wasn’t my birthday, so it all was for him.

I stood on my knees and pushed away the cover and sheets from him and so now our bodies were completely touching. Our skins were hot and pulsing and so were our members and he could see that on me clearly. Emmett swallowed and cupped my masked face with his hands, letting one finger tracing the line and borders of the mask; the more he followed the line, the more his eyes glowed and I shivered from their intensity. It was breath-taking.

“We are using this, right?” He asked with a sinful note of voice.

“We are, but not now...” I smirked and took a biscuit and brought it to his mouth. “Sorry, no cake, but we have caramel syrup.”

“Hmm, perfect with you, my hot devil.” He moved forward and bit the cookie reflecting my dark and wicked smirk. “Yummy.” I fetched the chocolate syrup and squeezed a bit on my finger and held it out for him; he widened more his eyes and then slipped my finger between his full lips and hungrily sucked it. “Hmm, even more yummy, brat.”

Bloody hell, I was getting so hot looking at him and feeling his blazing and craving stare on me, travelling my body with heated desire and passion. I stole a kiss and he tasted like chocolate and caramel, quite the fecking insane combination.

“So sweet and tasting.” I breathed on his lips. He grabbed my hair and went to slam me against him, but I stopped it. “Wait a moment, your birthday present.”

“Shane, you ARE my present.” I chuckled and shook my head.

My fingers trembled excited and full of emotions with me and hastily grabbed the envelope and gave it to him.

“For you, but first promise me something.” I challenged him with a direct and strong glare and he first arched his brows, then sighed and nodded. “Don’t say a word of complain; it’s your birthday Emmett and I planned to do this two months ago.” Something flashed in his eyes and a soft smile reached his lips. He passed a hand in the hair and agreed and so I gave him the envelope.

I bit my lip while he opened it and my heart almost broke free from me rib cage, while my eyes registered every move and expression of my man. And there were so many expressions on his god-like face, but all were of love and surprise. His hands unfolded the papers and he gasped, shooting me a crazed and probably outraged glare, but he shook his head remembering the promise. His eyes closed a moment and I felt his hand looking for my fingers and squeezing them strongly.

“Shane, I know I promised, but this is, this is insane, why did you have to, it’s too much for me and...Oh what am I saying? Thank you, oh God Shane, thank you. We are leaving tomorrow at 3 pm right?” I nodded and smiled at his face; sure it bothered him I spent money, but he was as happy as a child in front of a candy shop with a free coupon to buy whatever he felt like. “Venice.” He murmured. “I never visited that city and no one ever did something of the sort for me. You really took my word about letting you spoil me.” Emmett grabbed the back of my neck and in a flash he had shoved his tongue in my mouth and kissed me leaving me breathless. He liked it. “Brat, this is incredible, I love it and dear Lord, why I promised you to shut up? Seriously.”

“You promised, tool.” I reminded him and he snorted.

“I know, I know, but you didn’t have to go this far for me and...Even the hotel, brat you’re crazy. We are coming back Sunday evening I see.”

“Yep, these were the only available times; it’s a low-cost company, so you know how it works. It’s a normal hotel and only for two nights, sorry actually, because it won’t be fancy or you know, expensive or..” His lips silenced me for long minutes.

“Now, YOU shut up, brat. This is perfect and don’t wanna hear a word about it. Is that clear?” I nodded smiling. Emmett loved my present. “Thank you, Shane. I love it and you are a crazy and stubborn sexy ass, but I do love you.”

“We’ll land actually in Treviso, but I checked and we can take a bus to Venice and it’ll be nice to take a ferry boat to reach the hotel and it should face a canal and the weather forecast says it’s going to be nice.” I was so excited about this. “It’s not a proper hotel, now that I think about it, it’s like a pension with few rooms, but the pictures looked grand.”

A weekend in Venice with my man and love of my life, to celebrate his birthday.

“It’ll be wonderful, Shane.” He reached up for my lips and tenderly grazed them with his and his tongue and let is slipped inside, taking me for a hot and control-screwing dance. I heard my moan echoing in his mouth and his growl resounding in mine. Em deepened the kiss and sat straight, travelling my body with his hands. I managed to truly surprise this incredible man and you had no idea what it meant for me, what it meant for me making him excited with surprise and happiness. We drew apart to look at each other. “This is our second trip and in a beautiful city in Italy.”

“So Venice was a good idea.” I ventured.

“Venice is a wonderful idea.” He studied my face and something crossed his face. He had realized the reason behind my playing. “Now I see; the city of masks and damn my sexy devil, you are driving me to damnation, sweet and heavenly damnation.”

I smirked my usual provoking and cocky smile and pushed him down; I searched for the caramel syrup and keeping eye contact, I let it spill on his chiselled chest and abdomen. His eyes widened and his shaft grew harder under me. Emmett was so hard and demanding that I sensually shuddered and arched my back at the idea, inflaming him more. Slowly I let me body slide down, never breaking eye-contact and always glancing with mischievous and naughty stare, letting him know I was going to be the one in charge tonight. Well, in charge on his pleasure.

“How about now the other birthday present, Em?” I breathed on his chest, catching a taste of syrup with the tip of my tongue.

Emmett took another sharp and deep breath and gripped my hair possessively, bending my head slightly back so to look at his face. Bloody hell, his eyes...I loved those eyes and they fired me up to insane anticipation. I licked more of the caramel on his warm and rock-like skin and he growled throwing his head back; I moved on his nipple and slowly lingered on it, enjoying the taste of his sweet skin.

“So Emmett, what about your second present? You want it or not?” I enjoyed provoking him do bloody much.

“Shane...I’m so going to pay you back for this, but Lord, I so love it right now.” He hissed when my tongue drew the prominent lines and curves of his abs, giving promise of more.

“So, you want your other present?” I asked lapping more syrup and purposely stopping at his member, teasing it only with my warm breath.

“Ahh...fuck, Shane... God, yes...I fucking want your other present.” He sounded like a hungry wolf about to attack.

I grinned triumphal and licking my lips while evilly gazing at him, I readied to drive Emmett completely out of mind.

Author's chit-chat:

So, who was expecting something like that for Emmett's birthday? Since Galway Shane has been thinking of how to surprise and thank Em for the wonderful weekend and I think he found the right way...

Next chapter is under EMMETT POV, because we all want to know what he thinks of his present and we'll enjoy Venice :-) I'm working on it right now, so posting it tomorrow! Wish Em happy birthday, thank you!

And you already know Enna and Roman's story is coming out soon!

Until next time! xox