Sealed with a Kiss

Chapter 3

When Ellie woke from her nap, Liam was sitting up in bed, on his phone as always.

"Good, you're up. I was gonna give you another 15 minutes before we have to start getting ready for our dinner reservation. I've already showered, so you can go ahead."

Ellie stretched and yawned. She was sure she'd regret this nap later when she was awake at 3am with full-blown jetlag.

"You shouldn't have let me sleep so long, hun. I won't sleep at all tonight!"

"Well, I guess I'll just have to tire you out properly before bed..." He leaned over and kissed her cheek.

Clearly the nap had done its job in improving Liam's mood, and Ellie was thrilled.

"Too bad you can't start now." She murmurred and climbed up to kiss him. She pushed his phone aside and staddled his legs, wriggling seductively in hhis lap, and was rewarded with a twitching and stiffening underneath her.

"We're going to be late!" Liam laughed. Nevertheless, he kissed her, darting his tongue between her lips, and squeezed her buttocks with both hands. She moaned and started grinding her hips against his hardening erection. As soon as he made a move to lay her down for a good f*****g, though, she swiftly climbed off and scampered to the bathroom.

"We're going to be late!" She echoed his words in a singsong voice and disappeared behind the shower curtain. However, Liam was not a man to be denied. He threw off the sheet, followed her into the shower, and promptly bent her over the jacuzzi tub for a qui"ckie.

By the time the couple left their hotel room, they were 15 minutes late, hurriedly dressed, and giggling like high schoolers.

"My panties are soaked..." Ellie whispered low enough so that the cab driver couldn't hear. She was in absolute bliss. Despite the rough start to their trip, this was exactly what she had been hoping for.

Liam slipped a deft hand up her skirt and dipped a finger into her honeypot. She gave a little gasp as her sore and chafed labia were unexpectedly disturbed. Without the slightest change in his expression, he lifted the finger to his lips and gently sucked the juices from it.

"Who needs an appetizer when I have you?" He purred into her ear before flicking the lobe with his tongue and fondling her breast.

"Honeymoon?" The cabbie chuckled.

Liam jumped and withdrew his hand from his fiancée's chest. "Oh, er, sorry. I got a little carried away." He cleared his throat awkwardly and straightened his blazer.

"Newly engaged." Ellie replied shyly.

The driver's pale blue eyes in the rearview mirror were crinkled with mirth. "Lovely" He replied, and turned his gaze back to the road. "Always ace to see love in the London air. It don't bother me none."

"We're heading out on a cruise tomorrow!" Ellie loved making small talk: cab drivers, cashiers, receptionists; none were safe from her cheerful banter. In fact, all the admin assistants and secretaries at Liam's corporate office were shocked when they first met her. Liam was as servere and reseved as a bald eagle, while Ellie was happy, chipper and eager to please. Opposites must attact, they said, with many a shrugged shoulder.

"Is that so? Well, that's just grand, Miss. I hope it's a good trip."

"The driver doesn't care about our cruise, El" Liam gently admonished her.

"I'm just making conversation." Ellie sat back and grinned at the mirror.

There was a moment of uncomfortable silence before the driver piped up. "I went on a cruise with the Missus a few years back. Went up the Danube from Vienna to Budapast. Beautiful countryside."

"Did you? Oh! We did the whole Danube about 8 years ago! But it wasn't exactly a cruise; we just traveled along it. We took a riverboat for parts though!"

"Well how's that for coincidence!" The driver was thrilled to have such a pleasant fare.

Liam let out a dramatic sigh and pulled out his phone, but Ellie barely noticed. She leaned forwards and poked her nose though the open plexiglass slider.

By the time they pulled up to the restaurant, Ellie and John the Cabbie were chatting like old friends.

"Bye John!" She crouched and called through the open window. "I hope you and Diane have fun in Mallorca next month."

"And you two enjoy your cruise! I wish you many happy years together. Here!" John reached across the passenger seat to hand a buisiness card to Ellie. "You give me a call when you're next in London. It would be my honour to be your driver again." And with a cheerful wave, he merged back into the bustling evening traffic.

"Why do you do that? Cab drivers are just there to do their jobs." Liam asked, as he ushered her into the retaurant. "It's embarassing."

Ellie held up the card. "Well, it's going to get us great service next time we're in London! Too bad we've already booked the car to the port tomorrow. It would have been nice to chat more with John."

He shook his head and signed with exasperation, glad that they were not, in fact, driving with John again. He know that she would never leave him, but that didn't stop the jealously that always started to simmer when she was fiendly with other men.

His temper had once again turned sour as they sat down for supper. Though the food was excellent, and the server, thankfully, female, Liam was in no mood for romance when they returned to their hotel. He opened his phone as soon as Ellie was asleep.

Me: She's asleep, finally.

Gregory: And you're sure she doesn't suspect?

Me: You're under a guy's name in my phone LOL

Gregory: That actually works? LMAOOO.

Gregory: She really is a dumbass.

Me: She's never snooped, thank god. So.... ;)

Gregory: So what?

Me: So you can tell Daddy what you're wearing right now.

Gregory: Mmmm... I'm wearing that red velvet thong you bought me last month.

Me: What else?

Gregory: Nothing... ;)

Me: I'm already hard thinking of your sweet ass and perfect tits

Gregory: You'll see them again in a couple days... but for now, I'm imagining your thick c**k hitting the back of my throat.

Liam reached his hand under the sheets. After two years of practice, he knew he could c*m without making a sound, even with Ellie less than a foot away.

Me: Tell me what else you'd do to me...and do it with one hand because I want you to have your fingers in that juicy p***y.

Gregory: Yes Daddy. ;)