I enjoyed writing these characters so much and I got enough interest in my first story to keep going with it. I hope you all enjoy it :)
Ace Merrill woke on the morning of his eighteenth birthday with a smile. He knew his girlfriend Laura had prepared to surprise him with a cake at her house and she was trying desperately to keep it a surprise. Last week he had seen a recipe she had saved in her school notebook with a sketch of how to best do the formation of the eighteen candles and if that weren't enough of a confirmation, she had kept making excuses to go to the kitchen when he was making out with her on her couch last night, unaware Ace could plainly smell the cake baking in the oven.
She was being so adorable about the whole thing that he had decided not to ruin her surprise and feign ignorance of the whole operation until she presented it to him later that afternoon.
"Do you like it?" she asked nervously.
"Looks delicious," he replied not exactly looking at the cake.
He gathered her up in his arms before kissing a trail down her neck. He knew exactly what kind of birthday present he would like and it wasn't a cake.
"Let's light the candles," she said a little excitedly, bouncing on his lap.
"In a minute," he said, reclaiming her mouth, enjoying her weight pressed against his cock.
Caroline Stratford stepped into the house and Laura moved to stand up. Ace held her down however. He wasn't ready for his girlfriend's mother to see him with a boner over her only daughter.
"Hey Mrs Stratford," he said smiling, almost daring her to tell him to let go of Laura.
Caroline smiled back, she found her daughter's boyfriend's possessiveness a bit amusing, she left them as they were.
"Nice cake," she said, joining them in the kitchen, "but where did it come from?" she said winking at Ace.
"I baked it," Laura said, she tried to stand again to get the matches but Ace wasn't in the clear just yet.
"Here babe," he said pulling out his lighter. Snaking his arm completely around her waist he leaned forward to light the candles.
After a chorus of Happy Birthday he was ready to stand to blow out the candles. Laura went to get plates from the kitchen as Ace cut three slices of cake.
Caroline decided she trusted the pair enough to go eat her cake in the next room whilst she listened to the radio. Almost instantly Ace stretched out to pull Laura back into his lap.
"What about the cake," she breathed as his hand found its way under her skirt whilst the other moved over her breast.
"In a minute," he mumbled before kissing her hungrily. He always missed her when she had been at school all day.
"Not here," she pleaded halfheartedly as he began unzipping her dress.
"But it's my birthday babe," he teased her, "and you look so beautiful," he murmured in her hair.
They were halted at that point after all when Caroline heard her mother stand up to return her plate to the kitchen sink. Amused by the panicked look Laura flashed him as she pushed his hands away from inside her dress so he could zip her up again. She slid into the next chair hastily and began eating her cake, the picture of innocence.
Ace's only option at hiding his pants this time was to slide his chair under the table as he to began eating the cake. After rinsing her plate Caroline left again, oblivious to what she almost walked in on.
"I love the cake," Ace said when she had left again, cutting himself another slice.
Laura was very pleased, "what did you wish for when you blew out the candles?" she asked.
"I didn't bother," Ace replied, "what do I need to wish for?"