No ones POV

Ellen woke up, but not in her usual position. Normally she would be wrapped in his arms and holding on tight but instead, she was laying facing him and he was laying flat on his back. She noticed that a bulge was under his side of the sheets and smiled. She reached under the sheet and slowly cupped her hand around it and moved up and down. He groaned and awoke with a huge smile on his face.

"Morning sleepy," Ellen smiled at him and kissed his lips.

"Mhm," he groaned before she pulled her hand away from him.

"Happy birthday," she whispered as She nibbled at his earlobe.

"You stopped," he sounded disappointed.

"Not yet birthday boy, we got to discuss what we are doing today since we don't get Tal until tomorrow," she smiled at him.

"We should lay in bed all day and do this," he pulled her into a kiss and slipped his tongue into her mouth before she pulled away.

"That sounds like an amazing idea except I was thinking, you know that new club that opened up that we've been wanted to go to?"

"Yeah, is that where we are going?" His voice got excited.

"If you want, then we could come back home and have lots and lots of birthday sex," she bit her lip because she knew it drove him mad.

"Definitely," he smiled and pulled her into a kiss.

Ellen climbed on top of Patrick, leaning down and kissing him roughly. He ran his hands up and down her sides and hips, moving all around her body. She slowly moved her hips up and down on his boxers, making him harder than he already was and let out a groan into her mouth.

"Ellen," he moaned and she smiled. She kissed down his chest to his boxers and pulled them off and his erection spring free. She took her hand around the base and placed her lips on the tip, moving down the shaft and back up. She looked mischievously at him while she sucked, reaching her hand near her mouth and grabbing his balls, massaging them in her hand.

"El," he moaned and his erect squirted pre-cum in her mouth. He grabbed her shoulders and flipped them around and placed himself between her legs in a swift movement.

"Patrick," she whispered against his ear, "Fuck me hard baby," he lifted his head and pushed their lips together, slipping his tongue into her mouth about the same time he pushed into her. She let out a moan and grasped on to his back, leaving scratch marks. He moved in and out slowly at first but picked up the speed within a few thrust. He grabbed the headboard of the bed and thrusted in and out harder and faster.

She was moaning his name as he got faster. She put her hands in his hair and grabbed tightly, pulling him away from her lips and they looking into each other's eyes before he moved to her neck, sucking and kissing every spot on her neck.

"God Patrick, I'm about to," she gasp and her walls tighten around him and cried out his name as she came all over him, her juices running down her and all over him.

He smiled and thrusted a few more times before he came into her. He rolled off of her and laid next to her, both trying to catch their breath.

"Ready for round two?" She smirked at him and he leaned over and kissed her roughly.

"Shower," he said pulling away from her lips and standing up. She sat up and wrapped her arms around him neck and her legs went around his waist, he held her up by her ass and they kissed all the way to the bathroom, tripping over clothes and all. They walked into the bathroom and she pulled off of him, turning to cut the water on and came back to kiss him. He cupped her face with his hands and she slid her fingernails down his back to his ass and squeezed a bit causing him to get harder and kiss her more passionately. The steam began to rise and they somehow made their way to the shower. He wrapped his arms around her, kissing her neck and lifting her upward a bit and she bellowed her signature giggle and wrapped her arms around my neck and held tightly.

He pushed her to the back of the shower and lifted her up, her legs went around his hips and gave him an opening. His manhood found her opening and he pushed himself into her, she let out a deep moan and he covered her mouth with his. Her moans were silenced by his tongue dancing against hers as he thrusted in and out of her. She tugged gently at his soaking wet curls.

"Paddy, I'm about to..." her words turned into a loud moan as he thrusted inside her pushing against her g-spot and she came all over him.

She was still shaking when she pushed him off of her and quickly backed him against a wall, kissing down his wet torso to his erection. He moaned out her name as she took him into her mouth and slowly started to suck. She wrapped her tongue around her tip and moved her hand up and down the shaft and he groaned while having his fingers through her hair. She started to suck faster and then all at once he came into her throat without warning and she smiled as she pulled away and stood up.

"Best birthday present ever," he smiled down at her and kissed her before they actually started to wash each other's body off.

Ellen POV

"Patrick, come on," I smiled as his hands went around my waist as I was cooking us breakfast. His hands traveled up the shirt of his I was wearing and I swatted at his hands.

"Hey!" He sounded offended as he backed away and went to sit at the breakfast bar.

"I'm cooking and unless you want me to burn you, I suggest you back away," I giggled as I heard him pout.

"Fine, so what are the plans for today my dear?" He asked and he went to the fridge to grab some orange juice and poured us both a glass.

"Hmm, I was thinking since the weather is nice, we could go for a walk on the beach and maybe just stroll around town," I took the two omelets I was cooking off the stove and slid them onto the plates that had bacon and toast already on it and sat one in front of Patrick and carried the other one and sat next to him.

"Sounds perfect, but what about tonight?" He said taking a bite of his food.

"That new club that opened up, Club La Vela, yeah I know some people and maybe we could hit that up tonight?"

"You mean the hottest new club in Los Angeles? How are you suppose to get in there?"

"Oh you know, we are kind of hit TV actors and could easily get in," I smirked and he looked amused by my statement.

"Sounds good babe," we both ate before we went upstairs. I grabbed some jeans and tan shirt and pulled those on, Patrick wore cargo shorts and a regular white shirt. We both put flip flops on and grabbed sunglasses before heading out. It was pretty warm day for it being January and we took the drive over to the beach in Patrick's Porsche.

"There aren't as many people here as I expected," he said as he put the car in park at the beach.

"I know, and it feels so nice out today," I said grabbing my glasses and putting them on as Patrick did. We got out and he came around and grabbed my hand as we walked toward the beach.

"So I was wondering, I have my first race of the year in London next month, do you want to come?" He asked as we reached the sand and each took our shoes off and held them in our hands.

"Sure, have you talked to Shonda?" We walked down to the shore line and walked along it, the water was cold but it felt nice as it reached our feet each wave.

"Yep, got everything planned out," he smiled at me and I reached up and kissed his cheek and we continued walking. The paparazzi took a few pictures and we didn't mind really, we smiled in a few of them.

"How do you feel about blue, white, and brown?"

"For what?" He looked at me confused.

"For the new living room colors. I saw these really cute pillows that will match the white couch we are getting."

"Oh yeah, sounds perfect sweetie," he smiled at me. We walked up and down the shoreline for another hour talking about house things and random things we need to get done before certain time periods. We walked back to the car and drove to town, stopping at some stores and buying some decorations for the new house. We walked around town until about 5:00pm and we then headed back to the apartment. We fixed dinner together and ate on the balcony that looked out toward the ocean.

"What time should we start getting ready?" He asked and took a bite of the pasta.

"I don't know, when do you want to?"

"After dinner I guess," he replied. We finished dinner and went into the bedroom. I looked through the closet and pulled out a black, cropped cami tank top that cut off right above my belly button and had black high-waisted pants on, grabbing my black flats that I always wore when I went clubbing. I went into the bathroom and fixed my hair while Patrick was picking out an outfit. I put my hair in a bun on the top of my head and some light, waterproof makeup.

Patrick came into the bathroom and he had on a white shirt and black jeans, he was probably going to wear some type of sneaker and his leather jacket. He fixed his curls where they would stay perfectly in place.

"You look so sexy," he growled against my ear and I let out a giggle.

"You look pretty sexy yourself," I turned and kissed him. Our mouths collided and didn't want to leave each other as I pulled away.

"Let's not go out, I wanna stay in and you can give me a really nice birthday present," he smiled at me. It was so tempting but I really wanted to get out.

"If we go out, more birthday sex will come your way tonight," I winked and walked out of the bathroom. We both finished last minute getting ready. I changed my flats to black wedges. Patrick put on his leather jacket and some sneakers.

"You ready?" He asked me, grabbing his sun glasses and putting them on.

"Whenever you are," I started walking out the door, grabbing my clutch purse and he followed behind got into his Porsche and drove to the club. It was extremely crowded as we drove up and the line was very long.

"Are you sure we can get in?" He asked as he pulled into a parking spot near the entrance.

"You have no faith in me?" I raised my eyebrow at him.

"Not what I was say, it's just really crowded."

"Let me work my magic," I winked and pulled him into a deep tongues intertwined as our lips were hungry for each other. I put my hand on his cheek which had a slight stubble to it and pulled away for air.

"Love you," he smiled and kissed me again, this one quick, and he got out and came around to open my door.

"Thanks babe, love you too," I grabbed his hand as we got out of the car. We walked hand-in-hand over to the entrance and some people were saying stuff.

"Name?" The tall man asked standing at the door.

"Ellen Pompeo and Patrick Dempsey," I reached into my purse and pulled out my ID and Patrick did the same.

"The owner told me to tell you to go inside and upstairs to his office," the guy said and I thanked him as me and Patrick made our way into the crowded club. I held onto his hand tighter and we stood close together and went upstairs into the office like we were told.

"Come in!" A voice called from inside the room as I knocked. We both came in and there was a guy sitting at the desk. His hair was a light brown and his eyes had a greenish-blue color. He stood up and came over to hug me.

"Come on Tommy, let me go," I laughed as he squeezed hard.

"I haven't seen my big sister in what feels like forever," he pulled away and smiled at me.

"Patrick, this is my little brother Tommy, he owns the place," I smiled at him and he smiled back. They shook hands and we talked for a bit before we decided to go down and dance some, hang out a little. We made our way to the bar and ordered some drinks. I got a shot of Jose Cuervo and downed it and Patrick had a beer. The song 'Umbrella' by Rihanna came on and moved my hips a little to the music.

"Wanna go dance?" He asked and I smiled, it was like he could read my mind. We moved to the middle of the dance floor and I started dancing and he just moved a little bit.

"You gotta loosen up babe," I smiled and pulled him into a kiss then started started to dance against him.

"Ok," he winked and we started dancing together, this time he was more loose. I grinned against him a bit before the song ended and we went back to the bar. He took a shot of whiskey and I took another of Jose. We danced a lot during the rest of the night, we were both pretty tipsy by the time we decided to leave. Patrick called one of his friends to come get the car and drive it back to the apartment. We called a taxi and got the ride over to the apartment.

"I had a really fun birthday," he smiled at me, his breath had a mix of whiskey and beer.

"Good, you deserve it," I winked at him and we made out at the front door. He finally got the door to the apartment open and we stumbled in, our lips still locked together. We were pulling clothes off each other and we made it over to the couch, half of our clothes already off. I giggled loudly as I fell back on to the couch, he climbed on top of me and our lips were back together.

An; Hey Guys! It is a really long part and I wanted to put it up on Patrick's actual birthday but I didn't get the chance :(

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