Stefania woke up on the morning of her twenty-sixth birthday to a soft hand sliding up the inside of her thigh. She whimpered, half asleep when warm fingers slipped through the wetness she was surprised to feel between her legs so early. Either she'd been having one hell of a dream, or Danielle had been teasing her for a while now.

Stefania decided to play possum and see what developed.

Danielle's fingertips creep-crawled over her abdomen, sweeping across her belly before moving down to play with the damp curls covering her sex. She tugged on the short hairs, pulling a low groan from Stefania's throat.

—You awake, honey?—

Stefania kept her eyes closed, eager to see where this was going.

She arched her back a little and let her thighs fall open for Danielle's hand.

Murmuring sleepily, she turned her face to the side.

—Not yet, huh?— Danielle whispered. She rasped blunt fingernails over Stefania's sensitive outer lips and traced gentle patterns across her slick labia with the pad of her thumb. —Maybe I need to try harder.—

Yes. Stefania eased her legs apart another inch. Try harder.

Groaning when her mother's old quilt was pulled from her body, Stefania felt her s harden in the cool air and under Danielle's hot gaze. She didn't need to open her eyes to know that her lover was studying her body with that intense stare. Stefania's nostrils flared with arousal when a fingertip pressed against her opening but didn't go inside.

—I wonder what would wake my girl up,— Danielle murmured.

Stefania suspected that the words were as much for her as they were an out-loud musing, and she fought not to smile at the quiet question. I wonder what you'll do to find out.

The bed shifted under Danielle's weight, and Stefania could feel her changing position beside where she lay sprawled on her back. Her body tensed in anticipation of Danielle's next move.

A soft, wet tongue snaked a lazy trail from just below Stefania's belly button to the hair between her thighs. Stefania whimpered and spread her legs even farther apart, now wanton in her pose.

—I bet this wakes her up,— Danielle mumbled. And then she stopped talking.

Stefania opened her eyes when Danielle's tongue eased between the folds of her sex, lapping up some of the wetness her sleeping body had produced. She couldn't stop a shaky sigh, and she tangled her fingers in Danielle's tousled hair.

Danielle paused in her gentle licking, looking up into Stefania's eyes with a pleased smile. She was and stretched out on her belly between Stefania's thighs. —Good morning, birthday girl.—

—Good morning.—

Pulling her open carefully, Danielle lowered her face and dragged her tongue up the length of Stefania's intimity. She flicked at her with the tip of her tongue, then drew back with a wide grin. —I made you breakfast in bed.—

Stefania looked at the tray of food sitting on the table near her oak dresser. The thought of Danielle"boardroom, sales-pitch Danielle" slaving in the kitchen was enough to make the day special. —Breakfast? For me?—

Danielle gave her a loving lick, from bottom to top. —All for you, babe.— She inhaled, nuzzling into Stefania's slick folds. —But I want to eat first.—

Stefania cradled the back of Danielle's head in her hand, holding her close. —Will mine get cold?—

Sucking Stefania's swollen in a hot, wet kiss, Danielle took a while to answer. Finally she retreated, licking her lips. —Fresh fruit and dry cereal. And orange juice.—

Perhaps she didn't slave, but she certainly thought ahead. Stefania urged Danielle back to task with a lazy grin. —Perfect.—

Danielle kissed and sucked until Stefania's were pumping into her face. She pulled away with a soft chuckle. —You aren't going to come so soon, are you?—

Stefania glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside table. —You have to be to work in a half hour.—

Danielle shook her head. She crawled up the length of Stefania's body, reaching out to turn the glowing digital display toward the wall. —Not today,— she murmured. Her lips captured Stefania's in a lingering kiss.

—Today is your day.—

Wow. Stefania held on to Danielle's shoulders and grinned up at her lover. Her stomach turned over in pleasure as she licked the taste of her own arousal from Danielle's mouth. —You took the day off?—

Danielle pressed her thigh into Stefania's wetness. —I did. I wanted to be with you.—

Stefania couldn't have wiped the goofy smile off her face if she'd tried. —Really?—

—I told you that you're more important than project management.—

Stefania hugged her tight. —And you're the sweetest, most lovable, cuddly——

—Teddy bear?— Danielle finished. She drew back and gave Stefania a look of distaste. —Puppy?—

—Sexiest, gorgeous, wonderful woman. In the world.—

—Nice save.— Danielle lowered her face and whispered into Stefania's ear. —Now tell me what you want.—

—For my birthday?—

—Right now.— Danielle rotated her , grinding into Stefania. —From me.— She ran her fingers down the side of Stefania's face, onto her throat.

—What do you want, baby?—

It didn't take Stefania long to decide. —I want you to me.—

Danielle looked like she was the one being given a present. Her whole face lit up with her smile. —Yes.—

Stefania spread her legs wide. —I want to feel you fucking me, bella. I love how you feel inside me.— She watched as Danielle trembled slightly with the words, as she always did. And like always, Stefania felt a rush of power at the sight.

Danielle slid her hand between their bodies, capturing Stefania's lips in yet another kiss. She pushed her tongue into Stefania's mouth at the same time she thrust a finger into her, wrenching a moan from Stefania's throat.

Tearing her mouth away from Stefania's, Danielle whispered, —More?—

Stefania nodded and closed her eyes. —More.— She was soaking wet, eager for more of Danielle. —I need to feel full.—

Danielle eased her finger out of Stefania, then pressed back into her with three. She lowered her face to Stefania's shoulder and talked low into her ear. —I woke up thinking about filling your like this.—

Stefania tightened her arms around Danielle's shoulders, hugging her close. —You're so good, Danielle.—

Danielle smiled against her throat. —Harder?—

Stefania nodded, bucking her up to meet Danielle's strokes.

—Harder.— She exhaled through her mouth. —Fuck me harder.—

Pounding into her so hard that the back of her hand slapped firmly against Stefania's, Danielle surged up and caught Stefania in a hard kiss.

Breaking away with a soft cry, Danielle whispered, —You're so beautiful, Stefania.— Deep emotion rang clear in her voice. Her fingers rubbed at a spot that made Stefania's lower belly burn with pleasure. —I...love you.—

Stefania's froze beneath Danielle's hand. She held her breath, searching Danielle's eyes. —You...?—

Danielle's hand stilled. She stayed deep inside Stefania, looking down at her tenderly. Her boobs pressed against Stefania's, both of them breathing heavily as they stared at one another.

—I love you. A lot.—

Stefania blinked rapidly, eyes stinging. When Danielle's face began to give way to a look of panic, Stefania squeezed her hard around the shoulders. She buried her nose in Danielle's hair, breathing in her scent as she focused on the sensation of strong fingers stretching her wide open.

—I love you, too.— Hot tears spilled onto her cheeks. She felt like she had been waiting forever to say the words out loud. —I love you, Danielle.—

Danielle released a quiet little cry, easing her free hand beneath Stefania's neck. She gripped the nape and gave her a watery grin. —And it's not even my birthday.—

Shaking her head dazedly, Stefania laughed and shifted her on the mattress. —Make me come, honey. I want to come on your fingers.—

Staring deep into Stefania's eyes, Danielle began moving her hand again.

She made circles over Stefania's hard with her thumb. Somehow, she kept Stefania on the edge for what felt like hours before releasing her in an explosion of sound and juices that ended when Stefania collapsed limp onto the bed.

Stefania pulled Danielle's full weight onto her body after she came, delighting in the feeling of her lover's heartbeat thrumming hard against her chest. —You love me?—

—You have to ask?— Danielle mumbled. She lifted her head and gazed down into Stefania's eyes. —It's only taken me a few months to work up the courage to say it.—

—Well, it's the best birthday present I've ever been given.—

— And you have no idea how much I've been hoping you felt the same way. —

She knew it was a big deal for Danielle to be so open with her feelings.

Stefania had acknowledged that she was in love since their night of rough sex, but she was careful not to push Danielle for any declarations. Stefania was her first girlfriend, after all, and so everything between them had been a new experience for Danielle. Stefania was content to move at Danielle's pace, despite the fact that she had been falling in love almost since the night they met in that elevator.

—The best, huh? So does that mean you don't need the present I was going to give you?—

—I didn't say that.— Stefania lifted her head, giving Danielle a slow kiss. —But maybe first I could— She slid her hands down the length of Danielle's back, tracing her fingernails over silky smooth skin.

Danielle shook her head and rolled off. —No. I'm feeding you breakfast now.—

Petulantly, Stefania watched Danielle go to the tray of food. The sight of her lover's pale, round bottom made her fingers itch to reciprocate the pleasure she'd been given. —But—

—No way, Doc. I've been planning this morning for weeks. We're playing by my script now.—

Stefania felt warm delight at the nickname. Doc. It still didn't feel quite real. In a week, she would be starting her new job at the veterinary clinic only two miles from her apartment.

—My script,— Danielle continued, —has you eating breakfast after experiencing a fabulous orgasm.— She sat on the edge of the bed, gesturing for Stefania to sit up.

Stefania regarded her fondly as she propped herself against the headboard with her legs crossed, totally at ease with her nudity. —Well, I did just have a fabulous orgasm,— she acknowledged.

Danielle handed her a bowl of fresh fruit: strawberries, raspberries, cantaloupe, and grapes. Looking inexplicably sheepish, Danielle said, —I know they're your favorites.—

—They are,— Stefania said. She took a bite from one large strawberry, holding out the other half for Danielle. She watched straight white teeth take a neat chunk from the fruit, and groaned as her still-sensitive throbbed at the sight. —You're my favorite, too.—

Danielle blushed, picking at the quilt and looking quite pleased with herself.

—So what are we going to do today?—

—Anything you want. We could go to a movie, go shopping... I'll even go to that silly ceramic-painting place with you, if you want.—

Danielle paused. —Or we could stay in bed for a while.—

That was the best idea she'd heard so far. —Let's start by staying in bed.—

—Fair enough,— Danielle said. Stroking Stefania's bare back with her fingers, she asked, —Want your birthday present now?—

—I thought you caved and gave me my present last night.— Stefania held up her arm, turning her wrist so she could admire the gold bracelet once again. —And I love it.—

Danielle looked thrilled all over again. —Well, I have something else for you.—

—You spoil me.—

—I shouldn't?—

—I wasn't telling you to stop.— Stefania munched on her cereal, more interested in making it through the meal so she could touch Danielle's body rather than actually tasting the food. —I was just making an observation.—

—Very astute.—

—So...—

Danielle gave her a wide smile of satisfaction. —So?—

Stefania huffed a little, but played along. —So what did you want to give me?—

Danielle's eyes sparkled. —Your three fantasies. The ones you mentioned that night...when I spanked you.—

Blinking, Stefania said, —Yes, I remember.—

Danielle gave her an eager nod. —The other two. Anywhere, anytime.—

—You mean—

—I want you to have them. All three.— Raising an eyebrow at the tray that sat between them, Danielle asked, —Are you done with your food?—

Stefania gave her a distracted nod and Danielle moved the tray of mostly eaten breakfast from the bed to the floor.

—I want to...allow you to experience your fantasies. You tell me something you've imagined doing, or that you like, something that turns you on, and I'll do it with you. No hesitation, no questions asked. You can redeem two more fantasies whenever you want.—

Stefania slid down under the covers and invited Danielle in beside her. Planting her elbow on the bed, she leaned over Danielle. Her boobs pressed into Danielle's side as a gentle hand stroked her bare back. She looked deep into Danielle's eyes, aware of the enormity of this gift.

—Any fantasy?—

Danielle nodded and swallowed. Her eyes were alight with a nervous sincerity that made Stefania's clench in deep lust. —Anything. I would try anything with you at least once, if it would make you happy.—

If Danielle could have gift-wrapped her trust and love, Stefania imagined that this was precisely how she would have felt when opening it. —Three fantasies?—

—And today doesn't count.— Danielle's lips twitched into a shy smile.

—So, uh...happy birthday, Stefania.—

Stefania wrapped Danielle in a warm, heartfelt hug. —You're right,— she said. —It is.—

Her mind was already racing with the possibilities.