Chapter 8
When I finally got out of bed that day, I realized that Kyle had left a gift under the Christmas tree for me. It was a nice thick sweater with two hearts drawn across the chest. He always knew what I would love. I was not sure yet if I was ready for a relationship… but I knew that I could not keep Kyle waiting anymore. I had decided to give him a chance. Sometimes, opportunities stare at us right in the face and we are mostly too distracted to see them until they go. I did not want Kyle to get tired and go. I felt he deserved more than that. He was simply a darling.
That night, I wore the sweater he had given me to dinner at Uncle Richard’s. Eunice was going to be busy tonight with her boyfriend, so I had decided to leave her out of the plans. She had been there for me long enough, now it was time for me to let her enjoy her life for one night since my disastrous wedding. I arrived at Uncle Richard’s and was greeted to an elaborate dinner with grilled chicken, Cranberry Sauce, Eggnog (for those who were interested), fruit cakes, mulled wine and every other goodie that Mrs. Claus could ever think of.
The night started with crackers and fireworks. It was simply beautiful and I loved the feel of being around family once more, celebrating with joy. Uncle Richard’s last wife was also present. Christmas was the only holiday that brought all Uncle Richard’s family and friends together in one place at the same time. I enjoyed running around with the boys, playing like we were kids. The snow had already started gaining momentum, and I prayed that the clothes I had on were going to be able to properly shield me from what seemed like it was going to be a heavy downpour of snow. Thankfully, Uncle Richard made an announcement, concerned about the weather too, and then we went in and gathered in the large dining and prepared to eat. Jokes flew from left to right… Uncle Richard had a lot of his old school jokes to tell. Then my night beamed brighter when I saw Kyle come in. We hugged and talked for a long time before I let him go, and he disappeared into the crowd of people that were at Uncle Richard’s residence. Everybody simply loved Uncle Richard; one would wonder how he managed to get divorced three times.
I had so much fun with the boys. Damien had snuck some booze in, and by now, I already loved the feel of alcohol in the system. I was not going to miss out on this one. Then all of a sudden, I sighted my nightmare from afar. Nate was in Uncle Richard’s residence. He had just entered when I caught a peek at him. He had not seen me yet, so I decided to leave. I felt bad not telling Uncle Richard or Nicholas or Kyle that I was leaving… but they were having so much fun, I doubted they would even miss me.
It was quite a cold night outside as I half staggered away from the front porch of the house and trekked towards where my car was parked. Everywhere was brightly lit and children still fluttered around every nook and cranny, wearing thick layers of clothing, all having fun in the snow. The younger kids built snow people and some other figures that I could not place. The older ones threw snowballs at each other, and ran swiftly for cover before the others could hit them. It made me miss childhood for a bit.
Suddenly I looked up and saw Kyle in the distance smiling at me. He looked so much like my personal Santa. He was handsome in his thick clothes and wide smile. But that was not all there was to it. I covered my mouth with my hands as I realized what he was doing. I walked toward where he stood. That was the same spot that we had our first intimate moment, even if it was awkward and lasted for only a few seconds. It was so awkward that we never did talk about it again. But also, he it was right in front of the house where we had so much fun as kids. It was a small house with very little furniture. It used to be an extension to Uncle Richard’s home until we turned it into the kids play house. We had some of the greatest moments of our lives there. And he remembered. He was reminding me of those beautiful moments. Right there and then I wanted t0 kiss him and make passionate love to him.
I closed the distance between us and he pushed the door open without turning back. And then he turned to go in. I looked back, remembering that Nate was somewhere around. I immediately felt Kyle’s hand on mine.
“Forget about him. Forget about it all. Forget it ever existed. Tonight is yours to do whatever you want… whatever we want” he whispered to me.
Before I knew it, we were completely inside and the door closed.
He rushed to me and kissed me. I responded in the heat of the moment and my hands moved to get him naked. In no time, all his clothes were on the floor. He took off all of mine and gawked at my body. I smiled proudly.
“Let’s finish this on the bed” I whispered to him.
I turned and took it step by step, inching closer and closer to the bed. His arms were rolled across my waist, and met just below my belly button. He secured me like I was his prize. I could almost hear his heart beat... thump by thump.
I looked back and enjoyed the sight of the neatly made bed. Images already began to form in my head of how the bed would look after the events of tonight.
I felt his manliness just above my lower back as he clung to me like a baby who would not let his mother go. I was elated by the hardness of it. My body was ready and willing to harness all the powers it possessed.
We fell gently to the bed. He raised his knee and ran it through my laps while kissing my neck. Soon he was on my breasts lightly squeezing them and fondling my tips. I moaned. Oh God! It felt so good.
I closed my eyes, enjoying the moment, when I felt his fingers leaving my where they worked, and tracing their way down.
The hard skin of his thumb grazed my belly button and sent a rippling effect through my spine, causing me to contract my toes. He stayed there for a bit, obviously noticing the effect it had on me. I gulped and my eyes shot open. His fingers had found the moistness of my feminine core. An electric charge zoomed through my veins and sent my brain back to default settings, if there ever was such. It felt like my entire body system was connected by a wire... and the fuse box rested in between my feminine lips. I held my breath, unable to understand what was going on anymore. This horniness had built up inside of me for a very long time, and now it came out all at once. Erupting in one swift moment of passion as one swift finger swept through my being. He was going to make me cum the second time.
He continued to rub my orifice. My eyes were wide open, but I saw nothing... Only the slightest glint of the ceiling, and the ceiling fan, spinning slowly and steady. Heaven!
My vision started to become clearer and I noticed him staring at me, a ghost of a smile on his face. Oh! He had stopped rubbing me. I said nothing, but my eyes begged... eager to feel the movements of his fingers once more. For me, this was serious business now. I had him right where I wanted him. I did not care about anything else in the world. I just wanted to be loved, and made love to.
He looked over my puffy lips and grinned before going down and burying his head between my laps. I oh, oh and ah, Oh! My eyes were shut, tightly, and it took me about ten seconds to realize that I was choking him. My thighs pressed on his head, face and neck. He did not seem to mind, though... He just continued, spelling lovely words with his tongue down there.
Then I felt a finger go in... God! He put it in and brought it back out slowly, while still working with his tongue. Suddenly I felt my blood pressure rising. Was I having a cardiac arrest too? It persisted. My legs pressed harder on him, and then it developed a mind of its own and enveloped him in a bow, pushing his head deeper into me, and barely giving his working hand any space to move. Then it happened... I moaned and groaned, and called out Kyle! I wet his face with my substance. I wet the sheets. I wet everything that was in close proximity as my body vibrated and pulsed for the second time. Almost a minute went by and I came to a sudden rest─ weakened and unable to move. My mouth was parted to support my breathing as my nose could not do it alone. My eyes were dim and the world I saw was creamy and blurry. Kyle lay down beside me and kissed my forehead, and then my lips. He put his hand over my body and the sweet melody if sleep took us.
For the first time in a long time, I experienced the sweetness of beautiful dreams… and I was beside the man I loved.