Chapter 19
(Tanya)
What?
Did Everett just say he loved me? My heart pounded.
No. Why would he love someone like me? And all those things that he just said. Maybe he is just rubbing Nettie’s nose in it and he didn’t mean any of it.
Still, with his arm around my waist, our bodies pressed together, I could almost feel his affection rolling off his body. Maybe it was true. Maybe he did love me after all, and there was hope for our relationship outside of a contract. That’s all I really wanted – to start a family with this man.
“Now, scram.,” he growled.
On cue, Nettie scuttled out of the room, heels clicking against the marble floor.
As soon she was gone, Everett turned me around, tilted my head towards him, and smiled down at me. His eyes sparkled with a newfound emotion as he slowly leaned down, our foreheads gravitating together like a couple of magnets. “I love you, Tanya,” he whispered, thumb caressing my cheek.
My heart beat even faster. “I love you too, Everett.” Ah, it felt so good to say those words. Instantly, a load was lifted from my chest, and my body became weightless like I could start flying at any moment. Butterflies swirled around my stomach as our lips collided into a sweet, much-needed kiss.
It was only after we ran out of air that we thought of pulling away, breathing hard. I grinned up at him, fingers lacing together as we stood there, forehead to forehead.
“Merry Christmas, baby,” he whispered, kissing the side of my neck.
“Not much of a Christmas.” I pouted.
“Well, the night isn’t over yet. There’s still time.”
“Time for what?”
“You’ll see.” With a devilish smirk, he grabbed my hand, dragging me out of the room.
***
We were once again on the back of his motorcycle, driving fast through the deserted streets. “Where are we going?” I yelled over the shrill wind. Even though I was wearing his jacket, I still felt a chill in my bones. I snuggled up even closer to him, soaking in his warmth.
“You’ll see,” he answered, keeping things mysterious.
He was definitely up to something, but what?
We headed toward the mountains. In the distance, snow had started to fall. It was nothing more than a soft flurry, coating the ground in a thin blanket of white. The snowflakes danced in the breeze like tiny fairies.
Everett rode further and further up the mountains until the roads turned to dirt and I had to hold onto him even tighter.
Eventually, however, he stopped, parking his bike under a tree. From what I could tell, there was nothing to see in this part of the mountain. I wondered why he had brought me there, but before I could ask, he guided me into the forest, following a footpath that was still visible despite the snow.
We walked for almost twenty minutes before a cute little cabin came into view.
“Welcome to our honeymoon suite,” he announced. “I had planned to make love to you somewhere sweet and romantic, but then we both lost control after the Christmas Ball. I figured instead of wasting the reservation; we could use it tonight. What do you think?” he asked, looking at me, a hopeful expression on his face.
“I’d love that,” I answered with a giggle.
“Good, because I wasn’t about to take no for an answer.” Suddenly, he swept me off my feet and carried me inside. The cottage was decked with a plethora of Christmas decorations from stockings over the fireplace to a giant tree that took up most of the entryway. It was beautiful. But I didn’t have much time to admire the decorations because Everett brought me straight to the bedroom, gently laying me down.
Carefully, he crawled on top of me, taking off my clothes piece by piece, treating me as if I were his most prized possession.
I blushed crimson, unbuttoning his shirt, my fingertips dancing across his chest. “Mmm…” I moaned, back arching as his hand slipped between my legs, teasing my already eager entrance. I shook with desire, my pussy getting wet almost on contact. I didn’t know how he did it, but Everett had a way of turning me on like no one else could. It was almost like he had a switch he could flip that would instantly get me hot. I loved it.
Leaning down, he kissed me, lips rough and passionate.
I returned the kiss, arms wrapping around his neck, fingers tangling in his hair, pulling on it ever so slightly. He tasted so good; I wondered if I’d ever be able to get enough of him.
Suddenly, I heard the sound of his zipper. A second later, I felt his tip against my entrance, teasing my wet folds. “Let’s make love, baby.”
I grinned up at him. “Let’s start a family,” I added, bucking my hips into the air.
He slipped inside of me, his bare cock feeling amazing against my velvet walls. Pleasure coursed through my veins as he pushed himself deeper and deeper inside of me until his balls were nestled against me.
“Mmm, you’re so tight…” He mused, pausing to give us both a moment to adjust.
I shivered, nails digging into his back, nipples growing harder with excitement. “And you’re so big…” I gasped, feeling him throb inside of me.
He smirked. “You like it.”
“I love it.”
He chuckled, a look of adoration on his face. I couldn’t believe that he actually loved me. A part of me still believed that this was all just a dream and that I would wake up at any moment. Still, I was determined to enjoy every second of our time together, savoring the feeling.
Everett started to buck his hips plunging his cock in and out of my tight pussy. He was gentle with me, hands running up and down my body, taking in the curves and valleys of my body, sending shivers down my spine. It felt so good. I never wanted him to stop.
Soon, he picked up the pace, fucking me a little faster.
I rolled my hips into him, my fingers clutching around the sheets for a handhold.
As he pushed himself harder, he held onto my hips, fingers digging into my flesh. His grunts and groans turned me on, the juices flowing out of me, pooling on the bed underneath.
“Everett…” I moaned his name, back arching, eyes rolling into my skull. I didn’t know how much longer I’d be able to stand this sweet, sweet torment. He knew exactly how to touch me to drive me absolutely wild. The heat in my body was on full blast, cheeks aflame, pussy quivering. I was teetering right on the edge of climax, my heart beating so fast that I thought it would explode.
“Come for me baby…” He whispered, voice husky and unable to deny.
My body tensed, toes curling, thighs shaking. All of a sudden, my world shattered with pure pleasure, juices flooding around his cock.
He groaned, plunging as deep as he could as my pussy tightened around him like vice grip. He looked me in the eyes, our lips colliding, just as he climaxed, hot sticky cum coating my insides.
When he was done, he collapsed on top of me, our bodies wrapping together as we cuddled in the aftermath of our intimacy. I smiled up at him, brushing a strand of hair off his forehead. “Wow…” I giggled.
He smirked, pulling me even closer. “Best Christmas ever.”