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birthday girl ( a gilinsky smut )

"Are you ready?" I heard my boyfriend, Jack, call from the living room.
I glanced back in the mirror and smoothed out the skirt of my dress. I spun a little so I could see the back.
"Almost! One sec," I called back before sliding into my heels. I looked pretty good, but I was a little nervous. It was my birthday and I'm not huge on celebrating, but Jack had convinced me to let him throw a party. It still baffles me how eager he was to celebrate.
"Okay!" he called back. "I'm sure you look great!"
I smiled in the mirror a little at his comment before straightening my face. I didn't want to be happy about today really. I checked my makeup for any flaws and then grabbed my clutch off the bed. I was wearing a short sparkly mini that Jack had just bought me for tonight. He was so excited for today but I wasn't sure. He kept reassuring me that he wouldn't leave my side.
This morning I had woken up to breakfast in bed and my outfit for this evening hanging off the closet door with a large red bow ties loosely on it. I had been so shocked at the lavish dress and expensive heels to match. I still was shocked. I cautiously made my way out into the kitchen where Jack was waiting at the counter in a tux. He looked dashing.
He stood up from his leaning position and his mouth went from awe to a crooked grin.
"You look like an angel," he complimented me.
I felt my cheeks flush. "Well you look like a god so..." I replied.
He rolled his eyes. "Whatever babe, it's you're special day. And I'm gonna make sure it's special. I promise you'll love it," he told me as he guided me out to the awaiting car.
We arrived at the building and my mouth was nearly hanging. It was beautiful from the outside so I could only imagine how it looked inside. Jack opened my door for me like a true gentleman and hooked his arm through mine.
"Jack, this is a lot," I whispered to him as we walked up the front steps.
"Eh," he shrugged. "You mean a lot to me."
"Jack. You really didn't have to do this all," I looked at him and he glanced over at my glossy eyes.
"Aww babe don't cry!" he exclaimed and we stopped outside the door.
"It's just nobody has ever really done something so huge for me before," I admitted, blinking back the tears.
He eyed me warily before pulling me into a big hug. "Well, you deserve it," he whispered into my ear before pulling away.
"Ready?" he asked, looking at me for confirmation before entering.
I took a deep breath and nodded and we went inside.
The place looked amazing, decorated to the nines. All of my friends were there and waiting when we arrived. I felt a rush of emotion but before I could panic, I felt Jack's hand squeeze mine.
He didn't let go the entire night as we graced out way around the room, chatting up all of the guests. Time seemed to fly by and everyone seemed to have a good time. We were talking with Nash and Hayes briefly when Jack finally turned to me and asked me if I wanted to go home.
People had already started to dwindle out because it was late.
"Yes," I breathed out a sigh of relief.
"Good because you're best gift is waiting at home," he seductively whispered in my ear.
I frowned. "I hope you didn't spend much more on me,"
"This didn't cost me a dime," he smirked.
I felt my stomach flip flop in excitement and nerves. What did he have planned?
We headed out to the car and I could barely focus, my mind was racing.
He glanced over at me squirming in the passenger seat and chuckled.
"What? Birthday girl can't wait to get into her birthday suit?" he taunted.
"I'm sure I'm not the only one who would be pleased if I was in my birthday suit," I retorted.
"Watch the sass on that, I mean who knows what I've got planned," he winked.
My heart fluttered and I let out a small involuntary whine.
He only laughed.
When we finally got home I raced ahead of Jack and he slowly dawdled after me into the house.
I pulled my dress and heels off and flopped onto the bed face first. I sighed at the feeling of comfort.
I heard Jack chortle as he walked into the room to see me lying face down in our bed in my underwear.
He pulled my leg to bring me closer to where he was standing at the end of the bed. I twisted over as he did this so I was sitting up, facing him. I giggled at his strength.
He pushed my legs apart and I let the dangle off the edge of the bed. He stood in between them and caressed my face.
"So baby girl. What should we do tonight? Make love or go rough?" he huskily whispered into my ear.
He stared intently at me, leaving it up to me.
"I-I dunno," I shrugged, unable to make up my mind.
"How about both?" he suggested, nibbling on my ear lobe before sucking on my neck and then moving to my collarbone. I could feel his lips leaving marks and I let my head fall back in pleasure. His hands roamed my body, holding onto my curves before gripping onto my ass.
"I'm gonna give you the best night of your life," he murmured hungrily onto my lips before pushing me back onto the bed.
I leaned back on my elbows, mentally preparing myself as he stripped down and got ready for lovingly rough, birthday sex.