There was something about waking up on your birthday that felt more special than any other day of the year. And that was under normal circumstances. 

Now, there was certainly something to be said about waking up on your birthday in a five star hotel in Paris, tangled up in the sheets with your brand-new fiancé. Sam was awake in bed, her eyes closed taking in all of the feelings that were rushing through her mind and body. Even though the fire alarm had gone off the night before and interrupted what she was sure was about to be some serious loving, they had bundled up under a blanket on the street while the Fire Department investigated a quick kitchen fire. Before they knew it, they were back in their Penthouse apartment, but exhausted. Sleep had quickly taken over for both of them.

JC let out a low mumble as he began to wake up, placing a kiss on her temple. "Mmm. You."

Sam giggled softly, leaning into his kiss. "Me... You... The Chasezes. Good morning baby."

He grinned, "I love hearing that," he put his hand up on her face to wipe the morning sleep out of her eyes along with a little dried mascara from the night before. "My last name as yours is going to be the best damn thing."

She grinned softly as she looked up at him. "If I had known I was gonna meet the man who I was going to steal a last name from that night at the fashion show," she hummed softly with a smile, "Maybe I would have agreed to dance with him the first time he asked me.

"Baby, I wouldn't have our history be any other way... I love that you didn't agree the first time." He needed to shift his position, so he rolled onto his side and took her with him so she was still facing him. 

She smiled coyly. "Mmm. Must have been those red lifeguard shorts." Her giggle was soft.

JC laughed. "I had a lot of compliments on that costume, thank you very much," he grabbed at her side, all harsh but cutely. 

"On the shorts or on your penis?" She licked her lips so cute, as her little grin turned into a smirk.

He lifted up his head to look at her. "Ummmm, the shorts you little smartass." He grinned and tossed her body slightly so he could get up to use the bathroom. 

She laughed and stretched out long as she was tossed to the side, grabbing onto the headboard. She let out a soft, waking up moan as she did.

He stopped dead in his tracks to look at her. He took his time watching her with a light grin. It was morning and he woke up slightly turned on, but now she had to go and be all sexy. He grunted but stayed looking at her for a few moments before he turned and made himself walk to the bathroom.

She caught his lingering stare and smiled at him before sitting up in bed. She hugged her knees to her chest, yawning slightly. He was always looking on point, and it always did it for her. 

JC was gone for longer than usual. A solid 5 minutes had already passed and he didn't make his way back to the bed. He had snuck out and walked into the kitchen, standing near the counter in his boxer briefs, coffee pot on.

Sam made a face, looking for him. She got up and grabbed her new robe, tying it around her waist. She walked to the bathroom and he was gone. "Baby...." She made a sleepy pout before the smell of coffee invaded her sense of smell, so she followed the scent all the way to the kitchen. 

JC shuffled his feet, holding a cup of coffee that he was stirring for her as he heard her coming. He met her in the hallway outside the kitchen with a smile. "Happy Birthday, Samantha. Your coffee..."

She grinned, "Oh! The sexiest man in the world and coffee. Happy birthday to me!" She took a moment to admire him, staring him up and down slowly with a grin. His white briefs hugged him just right.

He leaned down and kissed her face. "You know I couldn't forget your birthday. I just needed to get the marriage proposal out of the way or I wouldn't have lasted." He grinned, handing her the coffee before walking back to the kitchen to warm up breakfast. 

"I knew you wouldn't baby," she followed him in as she sipped her coffee, a strong French press, "I know you don't like keeping things from me." She sat at the breakfast bar at the counter and took another sip.

He prepared his own coffee, black with a pinch of sugar, then leaned over the counter so he was close to her, but still across. He wanted a moment to admire her this morning, and the ring. His lips curled up into a soft grin as he watched the ring on her finger holding the coffee mug.

She smiled, looking up at his gaze and noticing him daydreaming about her ring. She brought her coffee cup up for a slow sip to bring it even closer to him. "I hope you love it as much as I do sweetheart. Wow."

"I do. I love the way it fits you, I love the statement it makes, most of all, I love that it means you're no longer available to anyone else." He turned to toss strips of bacon on the griddle and they sear and pop immediately. He grinned.

She bit her lip, the way he said that so matter of factly, and the way he was taking charge in the kitchen. Damnit. The eyes she was giving his back were lusty.

JC grinned at the stove. He couldn't help but feel her staring at the back of his head. He put on the oven gloves and bent down to take a look at the casserole he had placed inside. "Not yet," he pulled them off and tossed them on the bar before taking another sip of his coffee and walking around to where she was sitting. "I should have set an alarm to have breakfast for you when you woke up."

She smiled and took a sip, knowing her eyes weren't as grey as they were moments ago, "I kinda liked waking up in your arms more. I can wait for breakfast, Josh."

"Maybe 15 more minutes is all," he smiled and lifted her chin so he could lean in and kiss just once, "That robe looks good on you too by the way..."

She smiled against his lips, "You turn 27 and your fiancé spoils you..."

He smiled right back, keeping his lips against hers, "He would have spoiled you at 26, and 25...." He slipped his arm around her, then closed his lips real soft even though she was still smiling.

She giggled softly. "Oh. When I'm 90 and you'll need to spoil me with plastic surgery because I'll be all wrinkly?" She nipped at his lip playfully.

He laughed and needed to pull away to get a good look at her with his smiling eyes. "I'm not buying you plastic surgery at 90." He grabbed a good healthy grab on her thighs, "Maybe at 65 if you're begging me."

She laughed softly. "Maybe I'll beg you, though you'll need a dime on your arm even when you're an old man. But you're JC, you'll probably never age."

"What in the world makes you think that you're going to get old and I'm not?" He heard a beep and needed to check on his breakfast to make sure everything was perfect. He grabbed another good pinch of her thighs before hurrying to the oven to pull his breakfast dish out and turn the bacon off too. "Baby, I'll have you know that I've already started seeing gray hairs, okay?"

She laughed softly at his move to grab her once again. "Maybe those are my fault... hmm." She grinned and walked to him. "Though my fiancé is about to be 30. Mmhmm."

He looked at her with a cute smile, "I had them before you came into the picture." He reached over and pulled her in at his side, looking at her with those eyes, admiring her right there in the middle of the kitchen. "Maybe I'll be all gray by the time I'm 35."

"Ooh, you'd be my sexy daddy like Clooney. A silver fox." She grinned and leaned in to brush her lips against his cheek. "I'd love you no matter what. I'm in this for the long haul, baby."

"You'd better be," he leaned into her kiss with a cute scrunch of his face, "And I'm about to serve you breakfast baby so go sit your cute ass down."

"Yes sir, as you wish," she grinned, fixing the tie on her robe because of all his thigh grabbing, and she walked to the island where she sat at the breakfast bar. 

He fixed her a plate and walked over with the coffee pot in his other hand. He served her and topped her coffee off, smiling at her, unable to stop. "Make sure you eat enough this morning baby."

She laughed softly, looking up at him. "I'm hungry, so that won't be a problem," she smiled, "I do hope you plan on joining me, handsome."

"Um, absolutely. I barely ate like a normal person yesterday." He filled his coffee mug too and brought his plate over with extra bacon. "I planned on taking time and enjoying my breakfast with my fiancée." He sat next to her in his briefs, popping a piece of bacon in his mouth.

She grinned softly. "You don't have to be nervous anymore. You got the girl." She leaned in and placed the softest kiss on his lips, but let it linger. It was light and loving and she let it last for a few minutes before she pulled away with a little coy smile, starting to eat. 

He took a moment to look at her, unable to say much. He reached over with his hand, resting it on her leg. He ate in silence, pausing to take a few sips of his coffee and look at her in admiration. He really did get the girl. He looked down at his coffee and smiled into the cup, his mind off on a daydream. 

She smiled, seeing that dreamy spacy look on him just a handful of times before. It made her smile, her hand went down to interlock with his, and her other is digging into the food he made. She made a little hum of approval as she ate. 

He snapped out of his trance, looking at her before he dug back into his food. After a few more moments of silence, he said, "Sweetheart, I don't know if there's anything you want to see here today in Paris, you do have a few options available to you... of course anything you want."

"Well Josh," she smiled as she nibbled on a piece of bacon, watching him, "As long as those plans involve spending time with you, I'm on board with whatever." Her eyes sparkled. 

"Wonderful," he grinned, "Did you bring comfortable shoes or just heels?" He finished the last of his plate before pushing it across the island.

She laughed softly, "I'll need to look in the closet. You packed my suitcase, Mr. Chasez."

"Oh, right," he laughed, "Yes... we can go look. I was distracted baby, sorry," he sat up a little bit more, "Your birthday clue is in your bag though." He scooted off his chair and took her hands, motioning for her to follow him.

She grinned and followed him. "Would that birthday clue be you Josh?"

"Well, it has something to do with me," he led her to the closet and he leaned in the doorway with his arms crossed over his chest. "There's a box in there somewhere with your name on it."

She grinned so big. "You really planned all of this out to a T didn't you." She shook her head, smiling. She walked over to the shelf, spotting a decorated box next to a neatly folded pile of lingerie and she pulled the box down gently. It was a large coat box decorated with her name on it. "Oh, Josh!"

His voice was low and soft, "Of course I thought this out, and planned everything accordingly." 

She opened the box. Inside the box was matching confetti from the balloons that were waiting for her in the apartment, and a pair of his and hers Mickey and Minnie ears and a happy birthday pin with her name on it. "Ohhh baby!" She dropped the box and ran to him, jumping into his arms right there in the closet in her robe. 

He couldn't help but laugh at her excitement as he caught her, spinning her around once. "You're going to Disneyland in Paris for your birthday..."

"You are..." she growled so cute, "Joshua Chasez. You are gonna be one lucky guy later."

He growled right back at her, putting his forehead to hers, "Oh yeah? You gonna let this mouse get lucky later? No traps?"

She laughed lightly, nibbling on his lip. "I mean, this mouse could chase the cat if he wanted to..." she grinned on his lips.

"Oh here kitty kitty," he laughed, kissing along her face. "But it's your birthday, and you're the one who should be getting lucky. I promise to love you as much as you can handle when we get home.'

She smiled, tilting her head a bit as he kissed along her face, "Mmm. I like the sound of that. I'll gladly accept that offer," she closed her eyes and made a soft noise. "Now, we have a castle to go and see."

"Mmmmm, right. The sooner we go..." he grinned and put her down, leaning in to gently kiss her lips once or twice. He walked over and pulled on a pair of dark jeans and a fitted black vneck.

Sam walked to the rack of clothes, pulling out black matching lingerie, then slipping on a pair of jeans and a black v-neck of her own, tucking in the black shirt into the jeans so her waist was neatly on display. She stepped to the mirror and took a moment to check out the way the jeans hugged her own ass and giggled softly. She then straightened up, tousling her hair a bit so it was wavy and long. She finished off her outfit, tying on her shell-toe Adidas. 

JC glanced over and grunted. "Ugh. Fucking A."

She looked over to see him staring at her reflection which made her smile. She reached for her makeup bag and put on a bit of foundation and bronzer, a quick mascara application and a little red lipstick and she was done. "Mmm."

JC watched her get ready for a good ten minutes before he needed to excuse himself to at least begin to fix his hair up a bit. He was all in his feelings, thinking about how his woman was fine as fuck and he would have been glad to stay home and sex her all day long.

Sam put on a little bit of her Honey and smiled, going to the beautiful box, taking out her Minnie ears and putting them along with her birthday pin. She grabbed her cute little black Celine handbag and held his ears before leaning in the doorway of the bathroom watching him appreciatively while he messed with his hair. 

His hair was tousled in a nice, but messy style. When she stepped to the bathroom, he was looking at her from the mirror as he washed his hands. Those eyes were looking at all of her through the mirror and he didn't care he was being obvious about it either. "Damn baby."

She smirked, "You did a nice job outfitting me in your dream outfits, baby." She smiled at the way he was looking at her, "Even though it's making it hard to leave."

He dried his hands off and turned around to take a real look at her. "Oh, it's hard to leave right now is right, but I can take all I want later when we get home." He walked over and towered over her, wrapping one arm around her and forcefully pulling her all up into his body.

She squealed so cute when he pulled her into his body. As their hips pushed up against each other she could feel him getting revved up for her. "Oh well hello there Joshua..." she dropped his ears by accident because she was caught off guard. 

He laughed all low, letting out a hum. "I could so do you right now. But I'm gonna be good."

She looked up at him with a grin. "Mmm. You'll just need to think about later." She let her hand slide down to his jeans, giving him one light little pass before she smirked and walked away from him. 

He closed his eyes because oh no she didn't... "Samantha...." he opened his eyes and grabbed his ears all hard before hurrying after her, grabbing his phone and wallet. "Let's get the hell out of here before we don't even fucking leave."

She grinned so cute, "Lead the way, daddy." There was something she loved about seeing him huffy like that. They both had this unexplainable sexual power over each other. The balance had never been as equal as it was with him, and she loved it. 

***

The car pulled up in front of the main entrance of Disneyland Paris. Sam clapped as she saw the sign and looked at JC. "Eeee! Get those ears on Josh," she giggled.

He laughed as he opened the door and she practically crawled over him to get out. He pulled his ears on. "Okay, okay, okay, they're on baby. Now I'll let you lead the way."

She climbed out of the car and adjusted those jeans on her waist, fixing her shirt to make sure it was tucked in just right. She adjusted her handbag and straightened out her ears too. "Ohh! Eeek!" She was about to start, taking off toward the entrance but she stopped and held her hand out behind her for her man.

He was so happy, genuinely happy on all accounts because of her. "Baby, it's okay," he laughed and took her hand, "Just touch your band to the gate and we get in. Everything and anything you want today, it's yours."

She smiled and leaned in for a soft kiss. "You're too good to me baby." She started to walk with him to the gate. They touched their bands as a small crowd watched them. They walked along Main Street and Sleeping Beauty's Castle was there in front of them. "Eeep!"

He literally couldn't have been happier. "Oh be still my heart, if I had known I would have brought you sooner."

She grinned. "No. This is perfect. I couldn't ask for anything better on my birthday, baby." They came up to the castle and she gazed up into his eyes right there along the bridge. Her left hand went up to his face.

He smiled, wrapping his arms around her waist. "Happy birthday again baby, I love you."

She smiled up at him, "You've made this the most wonderful time. I love you, sweetheart. To the moon and back." She leaned up and let her lips go against his in a soft and sweet little kiss. And naturally, there was a Photopass photographer, but naturally a few people were snapping it with their cameras too. 

He grinned on her lips before he enveloped her lips with his, kissing so soft and sweet, his hand went over hers and he locked his fingers with hers before he whispered, "Already making a scene and I couldn't love it any more."

A few hours had passed and they had visited several rides, walking around to see the castle and the sights. They stopped at a bench in Tomorrowland, sharing a churro and an ice cream. JC had his spoon up against her lips. "Why does Disney ice cream taste better than regular ice cream? Like it's actually any different?"

"Because the calories don't count. And it's mixed with magic." She grinned and took a little nibble from his spoon before feeding him some of her churro.

"Mmmhmm. That's right. And even more when it's birthday ice cream." He smirked and took the cutest bite from her churro.

"Mmm that's right. And two day before your birthday ice cream too," she leaned in to kiss him, both of their lips cool from the ice cream and it was a cinnamon and chocolate flavored kiss.

He opened and closed his lips on hers with a little sticky aftermath. "When we get home we will have more birthday stuff probably waiting for us including treats. I love that we can celebrate so many things together baby." He tore off a piece of churro and held it up to her lips.

"We'll have to celebrate with our friends," she took a nibble on the churro, "But so many treats. You're gonna have to roll me home," she grinned. 

"Fucking gladly," he licked his lips and leaned in to get a kiss of her only half red lips now. He had a little red on him too and he could care less.

"I knew you wouldn't mind," she giggled softly into his kiss, rubbing their noses together, "You'll be happy."

He smiled genuinely."I am happy no matter what. I have you and that's all that even matters. Whether I roll you home or carry you home, feed you a feast or diet with you. You are mine, and that's what makes me happy." He tilted her chin up and kissed her nose. 

"You make me happy honey," she sighed softly, "So much."

***

The day continued on, filled with rides, snack stops and birthday magic. They were walking toward their next destination as Sam grinned. 

"You know, Hyperspace Mountain here is supposed to be scarier than the one in Orlando," she giggled, "I remember the first time I did that roller coaster. Oh man."

He grinned, "Yeah?" What was your first time like?" He pulled her hand up to his lips while he was looking down at her, walking toward Tomorrowland again. 

She smiled as he kissed on her hand. "I was so nervous. I was 14 actually. It was my first time at Disney. We had just moved to Winter Haven. I held on so tight, but once it actually happened I was able to relax," she smirked, "I definitely did a lot of screaming though."

"Oh good. I hope this makes you scream even more then." He laughed and stopped mid walk to yank her against him so he could wrap his arms around her, kissing her lips just right. 

She grinned, "I'm sure I will." She nipped at his lip before she went in for a nice slow kiss, she even teased the tiniest bit of tongue but took it away just as fast as he got a taste.

He growled against her lips lightly. "You think you're being so cute and clever don't you?"

She giggled softly. "You don't think I'm cute and clever?"

He smirked and pulled back to look down at her being all cute. "Of course I think you are, but you are being a cute and clever and beautiful tease too."

She laughed softly, "I reminded myself where we were. I had to stop myself from getting carried away with you," she placed one more soft kiss on his lips before they started walking again.

"Get carried away with me. See what happens, baby." He walked beside her, his arm draped around her with his hand resting on the back pocket of her jeans. 

"Sounds like a challenge." She kinda smirked and didn't say another word as he picked up their speed a little bit, becoming more hasty. 

He got in line and stood behind her, arms wrapped around her tight as his lips hit her neck. "Please don't challenge me today. Mmm no."

She laughed softly, leaning back into his body as she shook her head with a smile. "That made me think of the first time we slept in the fluff bed by the fire and I was afraid to let my body get too close to yours. Wasn't ready to challenge that..."

He smiled on her skin, kissing just once. "Did I scare you baby?"

"Not so much scare me. I remembered the magnetism I felt toward your hips dancing with you at the after party on Halloween. I knew if I got too close I'd probably want you too bad." She grinned a bit, "And I figured out slowly that you kinda had a thing for hips and a booty."

He buried her head into his shoulder with the cutest little laugh, "Oh my god, I couldn't even handle."

She laughed softly, leaning her body back into him a bit more, "You were very, very different."

"Still am. And I plan on continuing to show you that for the rest of your life, Samantha Bentley." His voice was matter of fact.

"I plan on accepting that for the rest of my life, Joshua Chasez." She smiled as they moved up in line a little bit. They were in the FastPass line, but it was still littered with people. She sighed thoughtfully, "It's funny how things happen. That morning of Ashley's show, I had just done the walk of shame early that morning. And I was so not into anything that had to do with men. And then you came along..."

He smirked. "Wait, baby. Did you just tell me that you did the walk of shame the morning of the day you and I first met?"

She laughed, "I never told you that before. I started that day leaving midtown and ended that day with you in my loft making waffles. Yes."

"Oh my god," he kissed her cheek as they moved up further, almost to the loading queue. "I think I love you even more than I did this morning, right now."

She looked up at him and smiled." I had thought maybe something was going to come of it but of course it was just about the sex. And I was done with that shit. And then you showed up... and that's how you got the blunt Samantha." She laughed so cute, "but then you came back after the party with me and it didn't feel wrong at all. It was just breakfast and conversation and you were on your way again. And then we didn't see each other for a while but you still texted and called. and sent lots of selfies,'' She grinned, " And I honestly looked forward to hearing from you and talking to you. I can safely say... confidently say... that I was interested in everything about you baby."

He made her turn around in line so he could look at her, his arms readjusted to lazily enveloping her. He had a little smile on his lips as he looked at her, not needing to say anything. He was just intent on her, replaying the day they met and the beginning of them talking through his mind. She smiled up at him in return, her eyes connected with his as they were both reminiscing in their minds. She was remembering his cute clever lines and the way he'd make her laugh, and how he always took the time to call and say goodnight. 

He shook his head slightly and he put his lips down on her forehead, leaving them there for a moment, "God do I love you."

She sighed softly, leaning up into him a bit more. "You've been the best choice I've made. Love you too."

He smiled, stealing a good healthy kiss from her as they moved up and were next in line. He mumbled on her lips, "I knew I was making the right decision, knowing I was going to ask you to marry me,"

Her eyes sparkled a bit. "When was there a moment you made that decision or did it just kind of happen?"

Mmmm," he was thoughtful, "I think it all just kind of happened. But honestly when I came home from tour and you were back from Fiji and I just felt that connection of you being at home with me. It felt right. Never has something ever felt more right than that. I never wanted to come home to an empty house again."

She smiled and reached up to touch his face, "You never will. Our house is our home and it'll always be."

"Ugh, I love the sound of that. It makes me want a bigger house with you already. Shit."

"Uhh we have a loft in Soho, your place in Orlando and a huge beautiful home in the Hollywood Hills. We good, daddy." She grinned as they loaded them into the front row of the rocket ship. 

"Okay, okay, I just want to keep giving you everything." He took his ears off and pulled hers off too. "You'll lose these honey."

She looked at him and grinned. "Thanks for always having my back." She rested her hand in with his between their two sets of restraints. The ride took off and she was squealing and giggling and screaming.  JC held her hand tight, bursting into an unexpected fit of laughter which only got worse as they continued on the ride. The turns and drops made him full on gut laugh, in tandem with her screaming, which was giving him life. 

The three minutes of the ride were exhilarating for her, as the ride went back to a stop with a sudden jerk, she looked at him with a giggle. He was giggling in return and his hair was a little messed up. She leaned over and fixed his hair a bit with a light smile. 

He put his ears on with a smirk. "We better get off this ride before we start getting kicked out," He poked her side once the restraints were unlocked and lifted. "And maybe we should think about having an actual lunch instead of ice cream and churros."

She smirked, "When I'm in France I'm literally always in the mood. So please."

He laughed and threw his arm around her shoulder as they walked out of the exit queue. "Well baby, what are you in the mood for right now? Talk to me."

"Mmm. Maybe a good cheese and wine plate to start." She rubbed her tummy, "And maybe something covered in cheese."

"Cheese on cheese. Got it." he smirked, "Good thing I have reservations for us at all of the biggest places for whenever you wanted to go, we even have the fine dining for dinner if you wish it baby."

The way he said it was so sure and she loved it. "Ugh. You." She made a low noise. "And how does one go about making a reservation for you?"

"You call up and say you're Samantha Bentley and you're making a reservation for your fiance JC Chasez," he licked his lips, also mattery of factly, "It's that easy. But also, I'll just give you my assistant's number that will make sure it gets done."

She leaned in closer to whisper in his ear, "And what about a personal reservation?"

"Mmmm... wrong reservation, my mistake." He stopped her mid Main Street with his arms around her and his lips went to her ear, "Just say the words and it's yours. That reservation."

She grinned playfully, a little noise escaped her lips. He had her going. "Mmm, noted baby." Her head tilted a bit and her eyes fluttered back open to look back up at him. 

He could see the sparkle in her eyes and it made him smile. "I'm all yours tonight. Or should I say you're all mine tonight."

"Happy to have that arrangement," she reached for his hand and squeezed it again, "You want to just get some wine and cheese for lunch baby? Or are you ready to head out and stop somewhere else?"

"Uhhhh baby this is YOUR birthday, and I have no say," he grinned, "If you want wine and cheese then we will grab that. You can probably order anything you want at two of the places I have reserved."

"Okay, then let's go to one of those places. Because if I'm gonna love you all night I'm gonna need that stamina."

"Mmm that sounds good and all, but I think you're mistaken." He licked his lips as he took her hand and walked up toward one of the restaurants at the front of the park. "I'm the one loving on you tonight."

"Fair enough. I can wait two more days to be in charge," she smirked as she swung their arms back and forth as they walked.

He laughed, "Exactly, and I know you got me mama." He pursed his lips as they walked up to the moderately fancy place, saying his name at the hostess stand before they were escorted to a secluded corner table.

She smiled and sat down next to him because she knew he never sat across from her, always next to her. She glanced up at the waiter and smiled because this corner was truly secluded, away from the windows and other diners.

JC looked up at the waiter and ordered in perfect French to order the cheese and meat platter.

She grinned, watching him. When the waiter walked away, she too spoke back to him in French, which she never said a word about. "You know, listening to you speak French is a huge turn on baby."

He was about to take a sip of his water but it didn't happen. His head turned to look at her so fast and his brows lifted. "Samantha!"

She smiled almost shyly across the table, taking a sip of her water. "I have a degree in International Business, in case modeling didn't work out." She laughed softly. 

He could have fallen out of his seat. "Are you kidding me? I'm about to marry you and not only did I NOT know that you also spoke French but your degree was in International Business?" He was about to have a moment of his own. 

She bit her lip, looking down at the table. "It never came up I guess," she turned bright red, feeling embarrassed. 

"Baby, shit," he cupped her face and was looking at her almost in awe, "How did I get so lucky? You're the most incredible woman in this world."

She smiled softly, looking up at him. She was still flushed but she knew he wasn't mad so she relaxed. "Baby, I'm the lucky one. I've got you."

"Your cheeks," he touched them softly with his hands, "I've noticed that you turn pink or red when you get either upset, extremely nervous or..."

Sam smiled and shook her head cutely as he held her cheeks, "Or what?"

"I'm not sure, would you be embarrassed easily? My little sassy princess?" He grinned and finally took his sip of water as the waiter brought their tray out.

She grinned, "I don't get embarrassed easily. When I think I've upset you is when it usually happens." She reached for her water and giggled softly, taking a sip. "Oh yum!" She took a piece of baguette and spread some Brie on it. She took a bite and closed her eyes.

He made his own concoction and took a bit, watching her as he was half turned toward her. When she was done having her moment he put a piece of his up to her lips. She took a bite and made a soft food hum, something about French food to her. She made another little cheese snack and held it up to his lips. They went on, hands on with each other as they ate. 

He took her bite and a little extra of her finger with a soft graze, or nip, and a grin. He looked down at her hand that she slid onto his leg, then back up at her. He scooped up some of the soft brie with his finger and put it against her lips. 

She smiled and let that hand go higher up on his leg. When he held the Brie up to her lips, she licked them a bit and went in for the Brie, using her tongue to take it off, then she couldn't' help but make a slight little suck at his finger to get it all off.

He let out a light moan and shifted in his seat. His mouth was parted slightly and he was trying so hard to be good, but he knew that shit was gonna go out the window shortly if this kept up. "Samantha..." he watched her eat her little cheese like nothing happened. 

She bit her lip when the cheese went down. "Joshua, I can't help myself." She grinned, "You're just all sexy and romancing me right now."

"Mmm let's finish this," she smiled on his lips, "And then I think I need to leave for my midafternoon snack. And I'm looking at him right now."

"I like the sound of a little afternoon snack and a little nap. But more so the snack, daddy's always got room for dessert."

She grinned cute, "Maybe we'll get to the nap, maybe we won't." She kinda grinned and took her hand off his thigh so she could finish up her portion of their platter... they both ate in silence just lots of eye contact.

The waiter came over to ask about dessert and JC handed him his black card. "Just the bill please, go ahead and run this, thanks."

Sam bit her lip as she took another sip of her water, watching him. She nibbled on her straw as she did. 

He signed that receipt so fast and put his card away. He looked over at her biting the straw and it made a grin creep upon his lips. "You can bite me instead of the straw now." He got up and held out his hand for her. 

Sam laughed softly and took his hand. "Oh I love you baby," She shook her head but was all smiles. He led her quickly out of that restaurant. Just as they got to the main gate, a small crowd of girls and a few boys started to stop them. 

JC grit his teeth, keeping his composure for the moment. He wanted to be kind and cooperate in taking pictures with the fans that had gathered, but he didn't let anyone get a solo photo of her. His arm was secure around her and not going anywhere. "We can do one more photo, then we have another reservation we gotta make you guys, thank you for being so supportive."

She laughed softly at how sweet, attentive and protective he was. "We appreciate it very much guys." She smiled as the two of them posed for one more photo with a girl. "Thank you." She giggled when someone asked when they were getting married. "It'll be a little bit, trust me." She looked up at JC with adoring eyes, kissing his cheek and snuggling into his side. 

His neck began turning a little bit red, as was his forehead. "Yeah we only got engaged last night. Have a good day guys." He couldn't pull her out of there fast enough, quickly slamming the waiting town car door once they were inside. He didn't say a word for a long ass minute.

Sam was fidgeting in the seat of the car for the first few miles as the car drove away in a thick silence. He looked over to see her shifti around and he pulled his mouse ears off his head, cleaning his throat as he leaned his head back against the seat. He wasn't trying so hard to act like he wasn't THAT desperate. After all, they did just leave Disneyland Paris. 

Sam looked out the window for a long minute, closing her eyes. After a moment, she collected herself then took her ears off, putting them on the floor between them. When she did, their hands brushed together and it was the same electric shock it always was. She sucked in a light breath and whispered, "You said it's my birthday and I can have anything I want, right?"

JC let out a little gasp as he almost felt an actual shock with her touching him. "Shit, yes baby anything you want." He felt himself need to shift in his seat too. 

Sam bit her lip, rather hard because of his reaction to her. Her voice was low, but above a whisper now. "I want to do something I've never done... and I don't want to bea  good girl baby, I want to do something bad." She leaned forward in her seat and she said simply, "Driver, the partition please. Up." 

JC blinked a couple of times. "Baby," he reached down and grabbed at his pants with a grunt. "What're you doing... you wanna be bad?"

"I wanna be bad with you baby," she smirked deviously and leaned up to straddle him on the seat. The backseat of the town car was big with some extra legroom. She reached down and started to unbutton his jeans. "And I can see that you're ready to have me... Ohhh so ready."

"Ohhh shit." His mouth fell open slightly as he was looking down to watch her hands on his pants move at a fast pace. His hips bucked up slightly and his hands slid down her curves, grabbing at her jeans, a fistful of the waistband. He pulled her roughly so her whole body was forced against him closer. 

She moaned softly at just how rough he was being with her. Her lips fell against his. "I've wanted you all damn day," she mumbled. She started a slow grind with her hips against his so their jeans were creating friction just a bit before pulling them down. He had her ignited.

JC couldn't hold it back now and he moaned so hard when he felt her against him that way. One rough move of his hand and her jeans were undone. He pulled away from her kiss to look down and forcefully get her jeans off enough so she could get back to straddling him. One leg was out and that was all he needed. "I've wanted to fuck you all fucking day."

She moaned because his words and actions sent a straight chill down her body... all the way. "Joshua, I can't wait anymore." She pulled him out of his briefs and made a noise. She brought her forehead up to his and needed to capture his lips in a sloppy, heated kiss.

JC nearly growled as his lips harshly came down around hers. He took two fingers and pulled her black lace panties to the side with a roughness and his other hand went under her ass to lift her just right so their bodies made contact. He bucked those hips hard enough to be all the way inside. He couldn't even make a noise because the pleasure was too much.

Her head dipped down against his neck and she moaned, her entire body trembling there in his arms. "Ohhhh..."

He could just nod as he leaned forward, putting his lips to her shoulder as his hands grabbed and pushed on her hips so she was against him and he guided her to rock as he worked just as hard in an upward motion. He let out a deep moan that she hadn't heard before. "Fuuuuuuuuuuu...."

He was meeting her halfway and it was slippery and sexy to her. She dug her nails into his arms as her hips rocked with his. Her hands couldn't even grip onto his arms. She tried to make a noise, a moan, his name, but nothing would come out. All you could hear were his harsh breaths and a little grunt here and there from both of them. Along with the sound of their hips meeting and the little smacking of skin JC's grunts got a little harder and his voice was low and bold. "I'm gonna lose it."

She grunted and grit her teeth a bit before she couldn't hold it and sucked a harsh breath that was let out in a rushed and hurried moan of his whole name. The car turned, which caused the position of her hips to take a slightly different angle and made the pitch of her moan change and send a deep shiver through her body. 

The turn, and her moan, and the way she said his name like that made his eyes roll back. His fingers dug into her hips so hard as he kept his hips up in a thrusted position as they both rode the wave that was blowing his mind right now. Never, ever had he had a woman take him and take control like she did just then. His head was thrown back against the seat and the only thing coming from him was a throaty groan, which turned into a little growl as the car braked a little hard, forcing him down onto his lap. He quickly threw his arms around her to hold her against him too, to protect her.

When he forced her down and the car braked in traffic, it made a sticky mess. She needed to moan against his chest. Her pulse was high and her body was tingling from head to toe. Her eyes fluttered closed and she was so content. She knew she had always been a lover who knew what she wanted and vocal, but it was never quite like this. Something about him brought it out of her. "Mmmm."

When he could finally breathe, he pulled his face up to hers and softly captured her lips in a single kiss. "Mmmm, you..."

"Mmmm." She smiled on his lips and kissed a few times softly, over and over and sweet. "Ugh, that was. Josh you are..." she moaned thoughtfully. 

He smiled and allowed his lips to give and take with hers, humming in agreement as he tried to help her get her jean leg back on. "I'm gonna love on you some more is what I'm gonna do. And I'm gonna need you to help me here so when we pull up at the front in about 2 minutes, we don't look like we just fucked in the back of this car."

She giggled so cute, "Mmm. Right. Back to normal." She left one more kiss on his lips before she stood up a bit in the back to fix her panties and jeans back on straight. She reached back and pulled her hair up into a messy bun to get her tousled hair out of the way. 

He licked his lips all slow and pulled his pants back up in place. He had this smirk on his face. He reached for and grabbed both of their Mickey ears, and he was holding them as the car slowed at the entrance as he suspected. When that door opened, his smirk got a little harder and he took her hand before he got out, then helped her out. His lips went to her face as he put his arm around her and they walked inside the lobby. 

They were both flushed and glowing and smirky. The elevator opened and she leaned into him as they got inside. The elevator started to ascend. Once it dinged, she just started to giggle in his arms.

He laughed a little himself. "Yeah girl, yeah." He walked her to the door and his hand rubbed at her back before he let them inside. "I'm just a little speechless right now."