Title: 21 Candles to Change My Life
Author: Emma
Rating: ADULT
Category: M/L
Disclaimer: I don’t own Roswell or any of the characters. I’m just borrowing them for fictional purposes.
Summery: This is a challenge for Write On’s First Birthday. It’s Max with Liz and there are naughty birthday events involved.
Max POV
I sigh in relief as I head towards the elevator. It’s been another long day and as I look at my watch I realise I’ve missed dinner again. Something that my wife won’t be too happy about.
Sometimes I wonder how I got to this point in my life. I’m 28 and I’m the owner and CEO of one of the biggest up and coming advertising firms in Boston. It was my dream but I didn’t anticipate being 28 and being a few months off my tenth wedding anniversary.
I stop in my tracks on the way to the lift as I notice the light still on and my interns’ head down at her desk.
“Liz?” I question.
I hired Liz three months ago. She blew me away in an interview and she continues to blow me away every day. Liz is one of the most beautiful women I have ever laid eyes on, and not in the typical way, she’s graceful and sexy but its her intelligence and love for life that draw me to her. Now I know you’re probably thinking why would you hire someone just for their looks? Well I might have but luckily for me Liz is also one of the best people working for me.
“Max,” she smiles when she looks up. “I didn’t think anyone else was still here,” she says as she starts to pack her laptop into its bag.
“I’m just heading home,” I tell her. “Do you need a ride?” I ask.
I know that Liz’s apartment is about twenty minutes of out my way but I’m unable to stop myself from asking her.
“Sure,” she grins.
***
“How was your day?” She asks as we get into my car.
“Long,” I chuckle.
She nods. “You work too hard,” she tells me.
“You seem to always be at work when I am,” I point out.
“Yeah but I’m an intern trying to impress her boss,” she grins.
“Well I’m impressed,” I grin back and then look away when I realise that I’m flirting with her.
“Good to know,” she says.
It only takes ten minutes to get to her apartment and I wish I had taken the longer way when I pull up out the front. Its not just Liz’s good looks and intelligence that I find myself attracted to her, she’s just so easy to talk to.
“So a few of us are going out on Friday night...” she tells me, “You should come.”
“Yeah?” I question. I know that many of my staff are social out side of work and I like that, but usually they don’t invite me because I’m the boss. In the past it has never really bothered me but I like the idea of being included in something that Liz is doing.
“Yeah just dinner and drinks at Luke’s,” she shrugs.
I eye her suspiciously then. “What’s the occasion?” I ask her.
“Um my birthday,” she says casually.
“It’s your birthday on Friday?” I smile.
“Yep, 21,” she grins.
“Wow, that’s great.”
“So you’ll come?” She asks as she bites down on her bottom lip. I can’t help but stare at her as she does it; it looks so sexy and cute.
“Definitely,” I tell her with a smile. There is no way I’d miss the chance to spend time with Liz outside of work. As wrong as I know it is, I can’t help myself. In my defence, I married young and the circumstances were out of my control.
Tess and I were high school sweet hearts during senior year. After graduation, I planned to go to NYU while Tess was going to UNM. I loved Tess but I wasn’t planning to pursue a long distance relationship and assumed we would break up and remain friends. The plan was foiled though when Tess discovered she was pregnant. Our parents thought it would be best if Tess took care of it but Tess and I were reluctant to do something like that so we decided, for better or worse we were in it together, we would become statistics and be teenage parents. Tess’s father insisted I marry her after that, which I did a few months later, and Tess accompanied me to NYU. A month after arriving Tess miscarried.
So here I am, 28, and Tess and I have been married for ten years. I think she’s happy enough, she certainly never complains. I make a lot of money and she doesn’t have to work. We haven’t broached the subject of children though since her miscarry and I’m secretly glad because I wasn’t ready at 18 and I’m not ready now. But now I realise it’s not about being ready to be a father, or to be ready for responsibility, it’s that I’m not ready for that extra commitment with Tess which means that I’ll be stuck for the rest of my life.
“Great,” Liz grins. “Well thanks for the ride Max, I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“Night Liz,” I say.
I slowly drive the twenty minutes home. By the time I get there, the house is dark and I assume that Tess has gone to bed. So I grab the dinner she’s left in the oven for me and go straight to my study to resume work.
***
I look up at the entrance to the shop and I wonder what the hell I’m doing here. I haven’t stepped foot into a Victoria’s Secret store in years, most of the presents I buy for Tess these days is via the internet. But here I am.
“Can I help you sir?” A sales lady smiles as I enter.
I inwardly groan. I was walking past the store looking for something special to give Liz for her birthday when I spotted the red lingerie in the window and I knew I couldn’t walk past.
“Yeah I wanted to purchase a set of the lingerie from the window,” I explain, “in red.”
“Nice choice,” she nods.
“What sizes?” She asks.
“Oh um a 2 and probably a b cup,” I guess.
“No problem,” she says.
Ten minutes later, I have the package in my hand and I leave the store. It isn’t until I get into my car that I realise there is no way that I can give this to Liz, but I really want her to have it. So instead, I go to the post office and organise to have it sent to her anonymously.
Friday Morning
“I won’t be home for dinner tonight,” I tell Tess as I adjust my tie on Friday morning.
“Oh ok,” she nods, “I might spend the night at Isabel’s then.”
“Good idea,” I tell her.
“Where are you going?” She asks. It’s unusual for Tess to ask anything about my life, we kind of lost touch with each other’s lives lately. Part of that is my fault but she doesn’t seem likes she’s in a great rush to fix things either.
“Out with some of the people at work,” I say vaguely.
“That sounds nice, anywhere special?” She asks as she leans against the cupboard and watches me complete my morning ritual.
“No, not really,” I reply.
“Well have fun,” she says and if I’m not mistaken, she almost seems sad and I feel guilty for what I’m doing. I could easily invite her to come with us but I don’t.
“Ok, I’ve gotta go. I’ll talk to you later ok?” I kiss her chastely on the cheek and I leave before my guilt consumes me and I can’t.
***
I can’t help but watch Liz’s desk all day waiting for the package to arrive. Although she won’t know that they came from me I still want to see her reaction to the present I picked out for her. I also ordered some flowers and balloons this morning, but I put my name to those.
“Oh my God,” I hear one of the girls shriek outside my office so I rise to my feet and peer out through the blinds. I have a great view of Liz’s desk from here and I can see that quite a few deliveries have been made; the flowers and balloons as well as a couple of large packages have all arrived.
I can see Liz, who is sitting in her seat with a bright grin. She reaches for the small card on the flower arrangement I sent her, 2 dozen red roses, and I could have sworn her smile got bigger as she read it.
I see her look in the direction of my office so I quickly step away from the window so she can’t see me.
I walk back to my desk then with a smile on my face and for the first time in a long time, I actually feel happy.
***
“Max?” I look up when I hear her voice in my office.
I smile. “Hey. Come in,” I tell her.
She walks in slowly and when she reaches my desk, she pushes a piece of her long hair behind her ear in an endearing type of way.
“I just wanted to say thank you, the roses are beautiful,” she blushes.
I lean back in my seat and just smile at her. “You’re welcome. Happy Birthday.”
“You’re still coming tonight?” She asks then.
“Wouldn’t miss it,” I tell her.
“Great. Well we’re all heading out at around five, so I can come and get you if you like?” She asks.
I feel my smile get bigger; I like the idea of her not wanting to leave me behind.
“I wouldn’t want you to get caught up in work and forget me,” she smiles.
“Never,” I wink at her.
She blushes again.
“I see you got a few deliveries, you’re very popular today,” I say.
“Yes,” she nods.
“Anything special?” I ask.
“I haven’t opened them yet. Thought I’d spread them out,” she grins.
“Good idea.”
“I better let you get back to work,” she says then and walks backwards towards the door.
“Yeah I’ll see you later Liz.”
That Night at Dinner
I’m almost sorry when dinner ends that night. About ten of us from work went to Luke’s, a restaurant and bar around the corner from where we work, and over a great meal and numerous bottles of wine we all had a great time. We could even be considered a little rowdy at times.
“Who’s up for a club?” Maria one of my secretaries and a very close friend of Liz’s asks as we all stand up to leave the restaurant.
Everyone except for Maria, my other intern Michael, and Liz refuse and soon there is just the four of us.
“Are you going to come?” Liz asks me as she bites down on her bottom lip.
“Sure,” I grin. I can’t help but think of what a great opportunity this is to spend some time with Liz and to get to know her a little better. Plus, I can’t really remember the last time I went out to a club and just let my hair down.
We all squeeze into a taxi and Michael takes us to a new club that has just opened where he knows the bouncer. When we get there, we skip the queue and walk straight in. Everything is dark and smoky and the place is crowded.
“Dance with me,” I hear Maria tell Michael and a few seconds later, she’s pulling him onto the dance floor leaving Liz and I alone.
“Let me buy you a drink?” I lean down and whisper in her ear.
She smells fabulous and did I mention how hot she looks tonight? She changed into a tight pair of hip hugging jeans and a slinky red top which dips low and shows off her cleavage. Her hair is out and wavy and her make up dark and smoky. It’s a different look to what I’m used to seeing her in but I have to admit I like it a lot.
I take a step closer when someone pushes against me and now my body is pressed against Liz’s.
Liz turns and smiles at me over her shoulder. “Sure,” she agrees and before I know it, she links our hands and we head towards the bar.
I continue to stand close to her as we wait to be served. “What would you like?” I ask her.
“Hmm… A cosmopolitan,” she tells me.
I nod and order one along with a beer when the bartender finally gets to us.
“I’m glad you came out tonight,” she tells me once we have our drinks in our hands.
“Me too,” I smile.
“I hope your wife didn’t mind,” she says then.
“She’s at my sisters for the night,” I inform her and look away so that she can’t see the guilt I feel, in my eyes.
When I turn back, Liz is smiling at me. “What?” I ask.
“Hurry up and finish your drink so you can dance with me,” she tells me.
I smile back at her and down the rest of my beer.
***
Liz presses her body against mine as we move to the heavy beat of the dance music. I hesitate at first in touching her but soon my hands are low on her hips and I pull her closer until she’s practically humping my thigh as she gyrates to the music.
I know you like me (I know you like me)
I know you do (I know you do)
That’s why whenever I come around she’s all over you
And I know you want it (I know you want it)
It's easy to see (it's easy to see)
and in the back of your mind
I know you should be home with me
I almost laugh aloud when Don’t Cha comes on. I’m not the type of guy that listens to the Pussycat Dolls but when a song gets played on the radio as much as this one does it’s a bit hard not to hear it.
Don’t cha wish your girlfriend was hot like me
don’t cha wish your girlfriend was a freak like me
don’t cha, don’t cha
don’t cha wish your girlfriend was raw like me
Don’t cha wish your girlfriend was fun like me
Don’t cha, don’t cha
Liz turns her body around so her back is now pressed against me and she moves her ass against my hardening cock. I groan softly in her ear and I move my hands under her shirt and caress the creamy skin of her stomach. I’m so lost in the feelings she’s evoking in me that I don’t even realise it when she turns back around. She flings an arm around my neck and begins to ride my thigh again.
Fight the feeling (fight the feeling)
Leave it alone (leave it alone)
Cause if it aint love
It just aunt enough to leave a happy home
let’s keep it friendly (let's keep it friendly)
you have to play fair (you have to play fair)
See, I don’t care
But I know she aunt gon' wanna share
I feel my pulse quicken as Liz begins to mouth words of the song to me with a sexy grin on her face, and if possible, I manage to pull her closer to my body. Out of the corner of my eye I can see Michael and Maria dancing in a similar fashion near bye, but I don’t let that worry me as I lower my lips slowly to Liz’s.
Don’t cha wish your girlfriend was hot like me
don’t cha wish your girlfriend was a freak like me
don’t cha, don’t cha, baby
Don’t cha wish your girlfriend was raw like me
don’t cha wish your girlfriend was fun like me
don’t cha, don’t cha
I groan as my lips touch Liz’s for the first time. Her mouth is hot and welcoming and she immediately opens to my tongues intrusion and kisses me back passionately.
I know I'm on your mind
I know we'll have a good time
I'm your friend
I'm fun
And I'm fine
I aint lying
Look at me, you aunt blind.
See, I know she loves you (I know she loves you)
I understand (I understand)
I'd probably be just as crazy about you
If you were my own man
Maybe next lifetime (maybe next lifetime)
Possibly (possibly)
Until then, Oh friend you’re secret is safe with me
The words are drowned out as I somehow manage to manoeuvre our bodies to a dark corner of the club. I push Liz up against the wall and thrust my hips against hers as I continue to devour her with my mouth.
Don’t cha wish your girlfriend was hot like me
don’t cha wish your girlfriend was a freak like me
don’t cha, don’t cha
“God Liz you drive me crazy,” I pant in her ear.
Liz grins up at me as her hands caress my chest under the button up shirt I’m wearing.
“Do you know how long I’ve wanted to do that?” I ask her.
“Hopefully as long as I’ve wanted you too,” she replies before reaching up and pulling me back down to her for another passionate kiss.
Don’t cha wish your girlfriend was raw like me
don’t cha wish your girlfriend was fun like me
don’t cha, don’t cha
“I didn’t think I would get the chance to thank you,” she says when we pull apart for the second time and I look at her confused.
“What for?” I ask.
She looks down coyly before looking back up at me. “For my present,” she tells me.
“You already thanked me,” I tell her.
“Not the flowers…” she trails off with a smile.
“Oh,” my eyes go wide.
“How?” How the hell did she know that I was the one that brought her the lingerie?
“Well I didn’t for sure, but I hoped,” she replies.
“Did you like them?” I ask her as I kiss her neck.
“Oh yeah,” she replies and arches her neck to give me better access. I’m not thinking about anything but her right this second. There are no thoughts of my life outside this moment, or the wife I’m betraying.
“Good. God I bet you’d look so sexy in them,” I groan.
“Want to find out?” She asks me breathlessly.
Her face breaks out in a grin then as she see’s the shock on my face. “The lace feels so good against my body,” she leans up and whispers and I swear to God I almost cum there and then. She’s actually wearing the very sexy lingerie I bought her at this very second.
I feel the world come to a stop as I contemplate my next option. I’ve reached a pinnacle moment in my life. I can run a red light, risk being caught or I can play it safe and wait for the green light.
I look down at Liz and she’s looking up at me, “I know you’re married…” She whispers.
“But I don’t care,” she adds then and I can’t help but smile.
“Let’s get out of here,” I whisper.
She nods, smiles, then takes me hand and lets me lead her out of the club. I see her signal something to Maria who nods before turning her attention back to Michael. I probably should be worried that I’ll be the gossip of the office come Monday morning but I can’t bring myself to care.
We fall into the first cab we can find outside and as soon as we get in our hands and mouths are all over each other.
“Where are we going?” Liz asks breathlessly.
I hadn’t thought that far ahead and I look around frantically as the driver just heads off in any direction.
“Um, can you stop at the Warldorf please?” I ask the driver.
“The Warldorf?” Liz asks shocked.
I shrug, “Well your place is a little out of the way.” I tell her, “Is that ok?” I ask. I certainly don’t want her to feel cheap or anything.
“I’ve just never been there, isn’t it really expensive?” She whispers.
I kiss her firmly and smile at her. “It’s fine, only the best for you,” I tell her.
When we reach the hotel, I pay the driver and help Liz out of the taxi. I know we’ll look a little funny walking in with no luggage so I suggest Liz wait by the elevator.
“Can i get a room for the night?” I ask the receptionist.
“Not a problem sir, what type?” She says and pushes a menu of sorts my way.
I see that one of the rooms has a spa so I ask for that.
“Any luggage?” She asks.
“No,” I shake my head.
She hands me the key after taking my credit card, “Enjoy your stay Mr Evans,” she smiles politely.
“Thank you,” I nod.
I wrap my arm around Liz’s waist when I reach her and pull her into the elevator.
“I got a room with a spa,” I whisper.
“Yeah?” She grins, “Are you trying to seduce me Mr Evans?” She asks.
“Hmm maybe,” I kiss her neck. Is it working?”
“Oh yeah,” she replies.
We stumble into the room and I don’t even bother with the lights as we kiss our way towards the king size bed in the middle of the room.
Liz’s body feels perfect under mine as I explore her womanly curves with adoration.
Liz’s small hands pull at my shirt and jeans until they’re both gone and then I turn my attention to her.
I pull her top over her head before I climb down her body and pull her jeans over her hips. Liz wiggles her ass to help me get them off and soon we’re both in our underwear.
“Let me turn the light on and see how hot you look,” I tell her wanting to see how sexy the lingerie I bought for her looks.
I growl when she is revealed to me. There is barely enough lace to cover her but and I’m thankful for that.
She rises up and unhooks her bra letting it fall away to reveal her perfect breasts. Her nipples are hard and I waste no time leaning and taking one into my mouth.
“Yes Max,” she cries out.
Her small hands begin pushing at my boxer briefs so I pull back and kick them off.
Her small hands waste no time enclosing around me. “Fuck Liz,” I hiss as she begins to stroke me.
She pushes me down on my back and moves down my body until she’s lying between my thighs. What she does next surprises me though, she leans in and licks my cock from tip to bottom and I buck against her.
She covers me with her mouth then, bobbing up and down over and over again until I can’t take it anymore.
“God Liz I’m going to come,” I warn her but she doesn’t move she just continues to suck me into her hot little mouth until I spill my seed.
“That was amazing,” I tell her as she licks her lips.
As quick as a flash I flip her onto her back and I kiss her passionately not at all bothered by the taste of myself on her tongue, and I pull the tiny thong panties off.
“You are so beautiful,” I whisper.
“I’ve wanted you since the second I laid eyes on you,” I continue.
“Me too,” she replies.
I reach between her thighs then and run my fingers over her moist lips. Her legs spread and welcome me between them. I thrust a finger inside of her as I kiss her breasts, working her nipples until they’re hard peaks.
“God Max please,” she pleads with me.
I move down between her lips then and lick her slit. She tastes as good as I imagined during the many fantasies I’ve had of her.
“Yes,” she cries out.
I alternate between thrusting my tongue and a finger inside of her until she’s writhing and crying out my name as her orgasm washes over her.
When she comes down from her high and opens her eyes, I’m above her smiling.
“Hmm Max,” she moans.
My cock is pressed against her opening. I want her so badly right now. She bucks her hips against me and I moan.
“Fuck Me,” she whispers. I enter her with one hard thrust and I feel like I’m in heaven.
Liz wraps her legs around my hips and meets every thrust with one of her own.
“You’re so wet,” I groan.
“You feel so good, your cock is so big and hard,” she moans and I feel my ego boost and begin to thrust harder and faster into her.
Our bodies are slick as we move against each other and the friction feels so good. Liz’s nipples are hard against my chest.
I slow my pace down when I feel my orgasm approaching because I definetely don’t want this to be over yet.
“Rise up,” I whisper and help pull Liz up until we’re both sitting chest to chest on the bed.
Liz sinks down on my and we both moan in pleasure as we begin to work at a rhythm together.
“God Max,” she whispers.
“Yes Liz,” I moan, I can’t remember the last time that sex was this good.
Liz begins to buck against me harder and faster. “I’m coming,” she whispers as she wraps her arms around my neck and nuzzles my nose with hers. She’s so passionate in everything that she does she just blows me away.
I feel my own orgasm wash over me as Liz’s walls flutter around me.
“Oh God Max, yes, yes, yes,” Liz cries out.
“Ahh…. Liz!”
Our bodies slump together in exhaustion but we don’t let go. Instead, we continue to kiss and touch as our bodies slowly cool.
“Wow,” Liz whispers.
“I know,” I agree.
This wasn’t what I expected at all, it was so much more.
“Maybe we should make use of that spa?” I suggest then.
Liz smiles at me. “Yeah let’s do that.”
I loose track of time after that. I loose track of how many times we make love but before I know it, it’s six am and I know that I have to leave the beauty in my arms and return to my reality. To a wife I am now sure I don’t love, and to a basket of decisions that I have been putting of for too long. It’s amazing how much perspective one night can give you.
It breaks my heart as I watch her whilst getting dressed. I don’t want to leave, I want to crawl back into bed with her and loose myself but I know I have too.
I write her a note and leave it on the pillow before I lean in and kiss her.
“Happy Birthday Beautiful Liz,” I tell her.
When she wakes, the note she reads will be simple.
Liz,
You are amazing. Last night was amazing.
So sorry I had to leave you.
I hope your birthday was everything you wished for. I know you made a few of my wishes and fantasies come true last night.
Love
M.
THE END.
Song used: Don’t Cha by the Pussycat Dolls.
21 Candles to Change My Life (M/L AU) - One/One; 28/12/2006
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