Maybe trying to seduce Poppy while driving wasn't a good idea at the moment but to be fair Branch did notice that she wasn't wearing any underwear underneath her dress so he had easy access to his prize. Branch then noticed her dress lifting up due to the wind blowing so he decided to go through with it. "Branch stop!" Poppy whined at her husband and his wandering hand reached over the center console, placing itself on top of her exposed thigh. "What?" He glanced over at her quickly, not before turning his eyes back to the road. "I'm just putting my hand here… nothing more." He had a wicked smirk etched across his face.

Poppy left the hand there, knowing that if she pushed it off it would wiggle and worm its way back over. It was his birthday too, arguing would be redundant as he would just flash her his best innocent look and say, 'how can you be so mean to the birthday boy, my love?'.

Branch was an insufferable basket case at times. But he was her basket case.

Poppy let the hand rest there, leaning your elbow up against the car door looking out at the street lamps that were the only things illuminating the forest night. "Did you have a good time on your birthday. I know you don't like surprises much." She closed her eyes, anxious for his response back.

"I had a really great time Poppy." His fingers inched higher up on your thigh, the tips of his fingers dancing along the edge of your dresses fabric. "You're the greatest."

Poppy's face heated up, biting down on her lips as she continued to stare out the window. Poppy's heart fluttered at Branch's choice of words, he always made you feel special. Being with Branch made her feel like a queen.

'I'm glad." Poppy whispered out, hands coming off the door so she could lean her body back. She closed her eyes, content with his words; however, still feeling the presence of his hands.

His finger tips were drawing circled on her skin, and finally with a bump due to a pothole in the road his whole hand slithered up her dress finding itself pulling on the seams of your access.

On instinct Poppy grasped his wrist, tightening her grip around his skin. "Branch." She warned him.

"Oh c'mon." He took his eyes off the road again to look over at her, his eyebrows raised in a lazy manor. "There's no one on the road, and my windows are tinted too." He explained, nodding his head to both the doors and then bringing his eyes back to the empty road.

His words of reassurance caused a warm feeling to erupt in her belly, the words having an almost immediate effect on her level of interest toward his intentions. "It's dangerous." Poppy reasoned with him, still keeping her iron grip on his wrist.

"I'm a good driver." Branch was relentless. "I'd never do anything to put you in harms way, you know that."

Poppy's fingers slowly dropped themselves from his body, accepting his words without any more of a struggle. She would be lying if she said that this very situation at hand wasn't turning her on. Plus, she decided not to wear underwear for a reason She were buzzed in the brain, and wet at the crotch.

All thanks to how hot her husband is.

Branch let out a triumphant 'hmph', lips curling up into a successful smile as his fingers finally entered into her most private domain.

"You're wet." He pointed out, chuckling lowly to himself as his pointer fingers skipped her clit and dragged its way down to her entrance. "Is that….because of me?"

Finally Poppy succumbed to look at him, rolling your eyes at his attempt to use words of praise. "Who else would it be from?" The Pop Queen sassed him back.

Branch did not like that answer, shoving her pointer finger without warming into her dripping hole.

"Uuah!" Poppy yelped out, shocked at his sudden movement and overwhelmed by the sensation that rushed through her body. Branch kept his finger all the way up, not moving it. "Branch!"

"Did you like that baby?" He asked, tongue darting out of his mouth to wet his lips. He was enjoying this.

"Branch I-" Poppy's breathe hitched as his thumb moved up to press itself against her clit. Finger still stuffed inside, unmoving, while his thumb began to press itself in her most sensitive area.

Poppy's legs tensed, as the finger inside of her began to move. She sputtered out loud, caught off guard; from the sudden movement. He pulled his finger out, slowly, his eyes watching her from the corner. Then with force, he stuffed it back in, curling the tips of it as he pressed down even further on her clit. She was floored with an overwhelming sensation from below, her eyes squeezed shut and hands reaching forward to dig her fingertips onto the leather console of his car.

Branch just let out a low laugh at her reaction, loving her moans and movements around his digit. On another large thrust into her body, Branch wiggled in another one of his long digits. The finger smoothy entering, as she were soaked down there- every movement of his fingers making her body crave more of him, all of him.

"Bran- I- please-" Poppy moaned out, legs twitching uncontrollably.

"Please what?" Branch pulled his fingers down, leaving the tips of his pads still inside. His thumb remained rhythmic with its circling around her clit.

"Pull Over, I-" Another shaky moan as she felt a third finger wiggle its way into her entrance. "-I want you inside me." Branch felt his dick twitch inside his pants at her needs. With out hesitation he pulled over to the nearest bush putting it on park while stuffing his long three fingers in and pumping them in an out as fast as he could for the position the couple were in. Poppy began to moan louder, with each thrust, moving her hand from the console to the door- holding onto it to keep herself from squirming around further.

His thumb moved faster.

Her thighs began to shake.

Poppy couldn't catch her damn breathe; a bubble of air forming at the back of her throat. She were gasping in pleasure from his movement "Branch —" Poppy begged his name, head pushed up as far as it could go on the seat. Her face was hot, body twitching with the feeling of an orgasm. "Please, Branch, Fuck. Oh god, I'm— "

She felt her seat belt detached from her body while being picked up an thrown in the back seat all while his fingers were still inside of her. He was sure a troll full of surprises. He ripped her dress off her body throwing it. She didn't even notice his clothes were already off. She was really offended that he tore her dress."Hey, I liked those!"

"I'll buy you new ones. Now, I think you are going to ride me for my birthday present?"

He flashes Poppy the most devilish grin and she can't help but oblige. Poppy sink down onto his dick and it feels like heaven. They both gasp when she's fully seated, completely full of him. Poppy braced herself and then begin to move up and down. Each downward stroke hits her g-spot just right, causing Poppy to gasp in delight every time. Poppy clenched every time and that causes Branch to grip her hips harshly. She'll sure they will be bruised with how tightly he's hanging onto her. Poppy keeps it steady for a while, as he started to play with her nipples and moans her name when she finally begins to bounce on his dick.

"Ah fuck baby you gonna let me cum inside," Branch grits out as he tries to assist her now by thrusting upward

Poppy whimper.

"Yes Daddy. Yes I'm going to cum all over your dick. Please cum inside me."

"Fuck I love it when you beg."

Poppy keeps chasing her orgasm and when you feel his teeth graze over a sensitive nipple it sends her over the edge. She wails when she feel him snapping his hips up into her faster and faster, until finally, she feels his cum and her wetness mixing.

He kisses her gently and holds her close. When kisses her it's far more gentle than anything was, sucks on her lip, pulls his fingers from her and draws her near. It feels good, nice, comforting to have his arms around him, something she needs just as much as she needs anything else from that night. Unwilling to move from him Poppy simply rises, lets him situate himself, only completely resting against him when he returns his arms around him.

Her head rests in the crook of his neck, the sound of his heartbeat in her ear, allowing her finger to lightly glide along his chest. It's quiet, in a good way, not something she thinks often, not with him. "Branch" Poppy started, breaking the silence. "You owe me a new dress." Poppy continues, she feels him laugh. "Oh and Branch." Branch looked at her curious for what she's thinking. He didn't miss her mischievous smile on her face. She must be up to something. "Wanna go another round Birthday boy?" Poppy asked grinding on him already hard dick. She didn't need to wait for an answer as he immediately got on top of her.

This was the best birthday present he'd gotten. He was more turned on by the face that they were in the middle of the Forrest.