Page 11 of Lily, Unwritten

I threw myself down on the couch, Zack snuggled up close. The present was wrapped haphazardly but I didn’t care. I opened it up and pulled out a pair of gorgeous skinny jeans and a slinky off-the-shoulder top.

“A is for Abercrombie & Fitch. Also, it’s for arse. Because your arse will look incredible in those.”

I giggled, giddy with all the treats. “Can I put them on now? They’re lovely. I love this birthday!”

I headed to the stairs but saw another present on the bottom step. “B?” I asked.

Zack nodded as I sat on the bottom step and began to open it up. I saw a name on top of the box under the paper – Badgley Mischka. “No way…” I looked at Zack.

He nodded and smiled. “You know I don’t get the shoe obsession, but Cassie said this would be a perfect B.”

I opened the box and gasped at the sexy nude heels nestled within, crystals embellished across the heel. “They’re amazing!” I grabbed him into another hug.

“Again, maybe an ulterior motive because your legs will look amazing. I’ve ended up out of order, though, because the C was your coffee delivery.”

“That’s good, that means we are up to D.” I grinned as I pulled Zack upstairs. It didn’t take much to convince him to go with this. I pushed him down onto the bed, the covers still all over the place from the morning, then climbed on top and threw my t-shirt to the side of the bed.

“I’m quite liking it too.” Zack smiled and tried to flip positions, but I stopped him. “It’s my birthday, isn’t it? I want to stay up here.”

He traced his fingers down the front of my thighs, his touch light and full of tease. “How about,” he tilted his head to the side and grabbed my waist. “You stay on top of me, but you move up this way…”

He tugged at me, his hands forceful as he pulled me up and over his mouth. I gasped and bit my lip hard enough to draw a spot of blood as he touched me, his tongue insistent.

His fingers dug into my hips just hard enough as he held me there, and gave me what was definitely my best present thus far. Was I the luckiest girl in the world that he wanted to do this at every opportunity?

As soon as he’d achieved what he set out to, he sat up and slid me down, straight onto him as our lips met again. My arms wrapped around him as I whispered into his ear.

“Was that a second C present?”

A soft, deep laugh escaped his lips as he moved deeper inside me, drawing a loud, satisfied sigh from my mouth.

“It wasn’t part of my plan, but we can class that as a second C I guess.”

“I’m really enjoying D,” I said as my lips stuck to his for a moment in between words.

“When did you get this filthy? Is this what twenty-nine is going to be like?” he asked, as he tilted his head back; my mouth instantly sought out the smooth skin of his neck.

“This is what the rest of our lives are going to be like.” My moan was muffled against him as he held us together, and we moved in perfect synchronisation. The rest of the world simply faded away.

We cuddled up in the bed once more afterwards. This was the best Saturday ever, regardless of birthdays.

“That wasn’t the D present by the way,” Zack said as he took a deep breath; his heart thumped away against me. “I was going to take you out for lunch too, if you can keep your hands off me?”

“Sounds perfect!”

Zack pulled me tight against him and ran a finger down my cheek as he smiled, his face soft and full of wonder. “I never get over how beautiful you are,” he said. “Oh, and you are definitely not baking your own birthday cake this year. Time you got spoiled.”

“I wonder what I did to deserve you,” I said as I placed a soft kiss to his lips. “Everything you’ve done today is beyond romantic.”

“I hope you still think that by the end of the day,” he laughed; a slight tremor in his voice.

“S isn’t for stripper is it?” I asked.

Zack laughed. “Nope! But I think it’s time for the actual D.”

I giggled like a silly girl.

“Stop it! Did you take something? Insatiable woman!” He pulled me up and slapped me hard on the arse. It just made me happier as he twisted me around to face the dressing table.

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