In the car ride home Liam slides a hand up my thigh under my dress inserting his fingers into my panties teasingly circling my clit. I let out a gasp as his fingers plummet through the wetness.
Liam: You never wear dresses. I would have taken you in that bathroom. I could take you right here and now.
I thrust my pelvic into his palm driving his fingers deeper before pulling his hand away and lifting his arm up over my shoulders. I lean over giving him a kiss on the cheek.
Willow: It's your birthday
I whisper seductively while Un buttoning and unzipping his pants pulling down his boxers just enough to release his bulging erection.
He gruffs little profanities as I take his swollen tip into my mouth while stroking his balls through his pants. The car swerves slightly but Liam gains control and quickly gets us home.
He pulls is boxers back up over his still large erection and rushes to my side of the car dragging me out and throwing me over his shoulder with one hand squeezing my ass holding me tightly while his fingers find their way back into my wetness.
In a few quick long strides, we are in the bedroom with my back against the wall legs wrapped around his waist. My panties and his shirt already on the floor his pants follow as he thrusts his hole length deep inside unable to contain his desires, he thrusts harder.
Liam: Your mine Willow! Say your mine!!
He demands with the heat of his breath on my neck.
Willow: I'm yours Liam.
He thrusts with possessiveness and hunger.
His hands squeeze my thighs and ass holding me in place driving his hard cock deeper slamming my back harder into the wall causing me to let out a whimper followed by an uncontrollable screaming orgasm.
I lock my arms around his shoulders melting into him. He uses the wall to hold us both up while catching a breath before retreating to the bed both still entangled.
I run my fingers through his hair gazing into his golden eyes.
Willow: I am only yours Liam.
He smiles and pulls me in tighter
Liam: I'm going to marry you.
I look at him in disbelief.
Liam: I would marry you tomorrow but I want to you to have the wedding you always wanted but didn't get.
I roll over top of Liam with the biggest grin.
Placing my palms to his chest I begin Rocking my hips rubbing my wetness along his shaft.
Willow: Do you mean it Liam.
Liam: Of course, I do baby
His cock hardens beneath me. He grabs hold of my hips guiding me onto his length and pumps into me hard and deep.
The next morning, I wake up before Liam to make breakfast. His strong hands wrap around my front steeling a piece of bacon.
I fill his plate with bacon and eggs and buttered muffins. We eat and talk about what he wants to do today on his actual birthday. Then I slip him an envelope.
Liam: What is this.
Willow: Just open it.
Liam's face is in shock. He looks at me in disbelief. I bit my lip nervously then smile wide as he tries to catch his breath.
Liam: Are you for real. Is this really what I think it is?
I nod.
Willow: Happy birthday Liam.
He scoops me up into a bear hug peppering my neck and face with kisses.
Liam: Yankees home game! I fucking love you.
Willow: I fucking love you too. It's in two weeks. Will you be able to get the time off?
Still in disbelief he nods.
Liam: How?
Willow: Well let's just say that it was part of a negotiation.
Liam looks up at me more confused.
Willow: The publisher wanted to fly me out to New York to meet and possibly do a book signing. When they said the date, I jumped on the opportunity and well two tickets later here we are.
He looks to me with admiration. Then chuckles well shaking his head with disbelief.
Liam: I can't believe it Babe, you are amazing.
He leans over kissing the corner of my mouth.
Willow: Well there is a slight catch.
He raises a brow.
Liam: What might that be.
Willow: It's only for a couple of hours! But! The day after the game I have to do a book signing. It was part of the negotiation as well as two first-class round-trip plane tickets and a 4-night hotel stay.
Liam's Cheshire grin grows like a kid opening the best gift on Christmas Day.
Liam: You are something else.
He kisses the tip of my nose.