Someone to Love

by Jenny Frame

  Dale put an arm around Alice. “She’ll be fine. We’re gonna have fun. Come on.”

  Alice hugged Trent tightly and gave her a kiss.

  “Let’s go, little guy, princess girl,” Dale said.

  “Bye, Trent, bye, Wendy,” Noah said.

  “Bye.”

  When the door shut, Wendy slipped into Trent’s arms. “So what are your plans? After dinner should we toast some marshmallows by the fire?” Wendy grinned.

  “Well, we could do that, or we could drink the champagne I ordered in the hot tub.”

  Wendy gasped. “There’s a hot tub? You never told me that.”

  “Only the best of cabins for us. It was meant to be a surprise. I thought it would be romantic,” Trent said.

  Wendy moved in on Trent’s lips. “That pales the fireplace into insignificance.”

  They kissed and Wendy wished they could fast-forward to the hot tub right that second. “Thank you for making this effort for us,” Wendy said.

  Trent stroked her fingers across Wendy’s cheek. “I would do anything for you, Dee.”

  That comment made a huge impact on Wendy. No matter what Kira tried to tell her, she knew Trent was serious about her.

  * * *

  Trent held Wendy’s hand across the dinner table. The meal, the candles, the music were perfect.

  “You know how much you being here means to me?” Trent said.

  “I think I do.” Wendy smiled.

  “It means the children are part of the package,” Trent said.

  Wendy frowned. “Do you think that puts me off? Peter Pan says, To die will be an awfully big adventure, but I think to live a life with you will be an awfully big adventure.”

  “I hope so, but we won’t have many times to be alone like this,” Trent said.

  “That’s what families are like, and what I’ve always wanted. Why don’t we start our own little adventure?”

  Trent grinned. “The hot tub?”

  Wendy gave a sly smile and nodded. “You go and get it going, and I’ll get changed into something…more appropriate.”

  Trent’s heart and clit started to beat at the same time. “Hurry.”

  Wendy hurried off to her room and Trent blew out the candles, locked up the doors, and went out to start up the hot tub. Luckily it didn’t face Dale and Becca’s cabin, so they had complete privacy.

  Trent then changed into shorts and a T-shirt and headed back out with the champagne, ice bucket, and glasses. She poured two glasses and set them on the side. She slipped into the warm water and pulled off her T-shirt. As she was waiting on Wendy, Trent took a drink of her champagne and took in the landscape. It was a magical scene, to be surrounded by thick snow as far as the eye could see, and thick pine forest with snow-covered branches.

  As she looked around she thought, if this was what Wendy really wanted, maybe she should think about making some serious decisions. Yes, it was time to get serious with life.

  “It’s like a Christmas card.”

  Trent jumped. “What is?” She hadn’t even heard Wendy approach. She looked up and said, “Jesus, you are gorgeous.”

  Wendy had on a bikini. The top didn’t cover a lot of her breasts, and the bottoms were held together by a knot.

  Suddenly Wendy looked bashful. “Are you sure? I haven’t had much experience with these things.”

  From their brief discussion of these matters, Trent had gathered that Wendy was turned on by her being the older dominant woman, and that suited Trent just fine.

  “Come here and I’ll show you how perfect it is.”

  Wendy slipped into the water. “This feels amazing.”

  “It’s even better if you come and sit here.” Trent pulled her onto her lap, facing outwards so she could see the scenery, then handed her a glass of champagne. “Take a drink and look out at this beautiful scene.”

  “It’s magical,” Wendy said with awe in her voice.

  Trent held on to her hips underwater and had to stop herself from thrusting her hips into Wendy. They weren’t there yet, but Trent was. She was throbbing, and her sex would have been wet even without the water, but she had to make this special for Wendy.

  Trent ran her fingers up and down Wendy’s back a few times before stopping by the string that held the top on.

  “I don’t think you need this, do you?”

  “No,” Wendy said.

  Trent undid the string and Wendy pulled off the top. As it floated away, she turned around and sat facing Trent, in her lap.

  The sight of Wendy’s breasts, nipples hard and dripping with water, was almost enough to make her come on the spot.

  “I love your breasts.” She grasped them both and brushed the nipples with her thumbs.

  Wendy pursed her lips and hummed in pleasure. “Hmm, kiss me.”

  Trent kissed her soft and slow, her tongue tasting and dancing with Wendy’s. She loved the feel of Wendy’s breasts. They were soft and real. Trent pulled away from her lips and placed kisses on Wendy’s wet, dripping breasts. “I need to taste these now.”

  She kissed all around them but when she traced her tongue around Wendy’s nipple, she felt Wendy’s hips jerk.

  “You like that?” Trent asked.

  “Yeah, they’re very sensitive.”

  That was all Trent needed to hear. She couldn’t wait to suck Wendy’s wet nipple into her mouth.

  Wendy moaned and held her arms tightly around Trent’s neck. Every time Trent would change from licking to sucking and back again, Wendy’s arms tightened, and she moaned and thrust her hips.

  Trent bet she would love to come here in the hot tub, so she pulled the ties on the sides and took the bottoms off.

  Wendy grinned and grasped Trent’s hand and tried to push it to her sex. Trent didn’t let her, as she guessed saying no would turn her on.

  “No, I don’t think so,” Trent said while grasping her buttocks under the water.

  Trent knew she was right to say no by the movement of Wendy’s hips. She looked at Wendy’s blissed-out face. Her eyes were closed, and her hair was now wet, with her little braids hanging around her face. She was the most beautiful woman Trent had ever seen.

  Wendy opened her eyes and saw Trent gazing at her, her eyes full of want and mischief. Trent was such a good lover. She seemed to sense exactly what Wendy craved and she was so generous.

  “I always fantasized about someone like you,” Wendy said.

  “What did a naughty girl like you fantasize about?”

  “An older, dominant butch, that—like I said before—I didn’t need to look after, or take the lead for. She would just know what I needed. There was always so much pressure on me to take the lead and look after Bailey. She had the maturity of a child.”

  “Let’s not talk about her. You’re mine now,” Trent said.

  “Yes,” Wendy breathed. She loved that proprietary statement. It was so hot.

  Trent pulled her close and whispered, “You’re going to come.”

  “Yes.”

  Trent kissed her breast again a few times before taking her nipple in her mouth.

  The pleasure was painfully exquisite for Wendy. The electric jolt of pleasure travelled directly to her clit. She only got relief from the ache when Trent palmed her sex and gently squeezed.

  She shivered at the cool air wafting across her shoulders and said, “Oh yeah, please?” when Trent traced her fingers around her clit. Wendy was praying she would go inside, and she did. Wendy groaned and stilled momentarily.

  Trent let her nipple go with a pop and sat back against the tub. “Show me how much you want to come.”

  Trent’s confidence was intoxicating. She felt like she would do anything she told her. Wendy rested her hands on the edge of the tub, just behind Trent’s shoulders, and started to undulate her hips on Trent’s fingers. The sensation of the water was exciting, as if she was floating to an orgasm, and she could see Trent’s eyes glued on her breasts bobbing in and out of the water.

 
It felt so good to be desired. She wanted to be desired, wanted, loved, everything rolled into one.

  She felt the pressure building in her sex. “I’m going to come soon.”

  Trent pulled her closer and helped her by thrusting her fingers. “Come, I’ll keep you safe.”

  Those words I’ll keep you safe were as intoxicating as any others Trent could say to her.

  She stilled and held Trent tightly, and let her orgasm wave over her like the water around them.

  “I’ve got you, darling,” Trent said as Wendy’s breathing calmed.

  Wendy laughed softly, “Darling?”

  “My Wendy Darling.” Trent smiled.

  “That was so good.” Wendy kissed Trent on the lips.

  Trent kissed her back feverishly. She was taut, wound up, and ready to burst.

  “You need to come,” Wendy said.

  Trent licked the water droplets from Wendy’s lips. “I want to come while I’m inside you.”

  Wendy grinned. “Is that why you looked a bit sheepish when our bags went through the scanner at the airport?”

  Trent said, “Perhaps, but I’ll not use it if you don’t like it, of course.”

  Wendy was starting to get excited already. She leaned into Trent’s ear and whispered, “Tell me I’ll like it.”

  It was Trent’s turn to groan. After a few seconds she said forcefully, “You’ll like it. Let’s go to bed and mess up the sheets.”

  Chapter Twenty

  Trent exited the en suite with her strap-on held down by her black jockey shorts. The hard length of her strap-on exactly matched how ready she was after watching Wendy come for her in the hot tub. This had been one of the best nights of her life so far, and it wasn’t even finished.

  Wendy was standing in front of the mirror, brushing her hair. Behind her was a super king sleigh bed. Wendy was naked, her skin still red from the hot water, and droplets of water still dripped down her skin. The sight of her younger lover waiting for her, ready for her, still wet from the hot tub made her hunger, want, need like she hadn’t done since she was a much younger woman. She had always had a high sex drive, but as she had grown older, her desperate need for sex had diminished, but now with Wendy, it was as if her soul was being reborn.

  She was drawn over to Wendy and her eyes and hands were drawn to her lover’s buttocks. Trent pushed her hips into Wendy’s buttocks so Wendy could feel the hardness. Wendy immediately turned around and placed one arm around her neck, while with the other she softly scratched her nails around Trent’s breasts and nipples, and down her stomach.

  “Do you have any idea how sexy you look?”

  “I saw where you were looking.” Wendy smiled and moved her hand down to gasp Trent’s bulge.

  “Here?” Trent pinched her bum cheek.

  “Yeah,” Wendy squeaked.

  “It does look good enough to eat.” Trent’s arousal was growing by the second with Wendy rubbing her strap-on through her jockey shorts.

  Wendy whispered, “You’ve given me so much. This is all for you.” She lowered onto her knees and kissed all over Trent’s bulge.

  “Jesus.” Looking down and watching Wendy kiss her there was beginning to make her feel like she had the control of a teenage boy. She softly grasped Wendy’s hair. “Come up here. I need to come, and I want to do it when I’m inside you.”

  When Wendy stood, Trent kissed her passionately and manoeuvred her onto the bed. She kissed and squeezed her breast while she pulled her strap-on from the waistband of her underwear.

  She rubbed it up and down her lover’s wetness. “Are you okay?”

  “Yes, just put it in me.”

  The rawness of Wendy’s request took her by surprise and doubled her hunger. She eased in the tip and realized her lover probably wasn’t used to using one. Being the first to give her pleasure in this way was also a turn-on, because no matter what Wendy said about this being about her, she would always be concerned about giving Wendy pleasure before herself.

  She eased her strap-on in an inch at a time, being mindful of any tension in Wendy’s face or gasps. Trent was nearly all the way in—she just needed Wendy to relax.

  “Dee? Look at me?”

  She did and Trent leaned in to give her the softest of kisses. “Relax for me—just trust me and relax.” Trust always seemed to be the magic word with Wendy. She felt her immediately relax and her strap-on moved easily all the way in.

  “Is that okay?” Trent asked her.

  “Yes, it feels so full.”

  “Good.” Trent started with tiny thrusts until she was moving smoothly in and out. “Jesus, you feel so good.” Trent groaned.

  Wendy was rolling her hips right along with her. “Yeah, it feels good.”

  Trent wanted Wendy to enjoy every second of this experience and not race to the end simply for her sake. She slowed her pace and alternated between circling her hips and long deliberate thrusts.

  Soon both of them were desperate and racing to the edge. Trent felt Wendy’s legs wrap tight behind her hips, locking them closely together, but Trent wanted them to be even closer.

  She asked Wendy to relax her legs, and then lifted them over each shoulder, allowing her to be closer and thrust deeper. Trent couldn’t stop herself from starting to come when Wendy’s legs trembled and Wendy came with a low guttural moan. Trent’s hips thrust erratically as she followed her over the edge.

  Trent collapsed onto Wendy, and Wendy held her tightly until their breathing calmed. Then their mouths came together in soft low kisses.

  Wendy pulled back and stroked Trent’s brow. “That was amazing.”

  “It really was,” Trent agreed.

  Trent felt like she would burst if she didn’t say what was in her heart. She placed her hand on Wendy’s heart and said, “Wendy Darling, I love you to Neverland and back.”

  Wendy look stunned and gulped a few times. “Peter, I—”

  Just then Trent’s mobile began to ring. Trent sighed and reached for it on the bedside table.

  It was Becca. She sat up immediately, worried about Alice and Noah. “Becca?”

  Wendy sat up and placed a hand on her back.

  “No, don’t worry about it, I’ll be right over.” Trent hung up.

  “What’s wrong?”

  Trent rubbed her face. “Ali had a nightmare and won’t calm down. I’m sorry.”

  “Why are you sorry?”

  “Because this was our first night alone, but I have to take care of her. I will always have to put them first,” Trent said.

  Wendy smiled and kissed her cheek. “That is the sweetest thing you’ve ever said. Of course they come first, on you go.”

  Chapter Twenty-one

  The next morning, after everyone had a lie in, Wendy cooked breakfast and then they waited on the arrival of the tree and decorations. Alice was stuck like glue to Trent after last night, but Noah stood at the window as lookout for their decorations.

  Finally the decorations arrived. Wendy cleared up breakfast while Trent and the kids got the tree ready to decorate. She looked out the kitchen window and was awed by the snowy landscape. This place really seemed to have a magic that transported you into a world where anything was possible—Santa Claus, elves, flying reindeer, happy ever after with a well-known ruthless divorce lawyer…

  Wendy wasn’t as scared of the future here. This felt like a family holiday, and a family she was part of.

  But what scared her was what Trent had said last night. Trent said she loved her, and even though Wendy knew she loved Trent, there was a part of her heart that made her hesitate, the last part of her that remembered how badly she was hurt before and how devastated she would be if she was hurt again.

  She picked up Trent’s mobile so she could wipe the table and noticed it had two missed calls.

  She was distracted when Trent shouted, “Dee? We’re ready to start, are you?”

  “One minute, you guys.” There were two more things to do to make the day special. She hurri
ed and got the special item from her bag in the bedroom and went back to the living area. She beckoned Trent over. “You have a few missed calls on your mobile.”

  “Do I? I’ll check later.”

  Trent seemed evasive for some reason, but she let it go. “When I get the music going, give them this,” Wendy said.

  She handed over a clear glass bauble with a picture of Alice, Noah, and David, their dad. Underneath the picture was glitter and etched on the front it said Daddy, Always in Our Hearts. Trent looked touched.

  “This is beautiful. When did you get this made?”

  “Before we left. I thought it would be nice to make their dad part of Christmas. Even though we are trying to take their minds off their grief, it’s important that they remember him.”

  Trent gazed at her lovingly and reached out to caress her cheek. “You truly are the kindest, most beautiful woman I know.”

  “Trent,” Noah shouted and they stepped apart.

  “I’ll get the music.”

  Wendy hooked up her iPhone to the Bluetooth speakers, and the Christmas songs started to play.

  Trent kneeled down by the foot of the tree and handed Alice the bauble. “This is the first bauble we’re going to put on the tree. Wend—”

  Wendy cut her off. “Trent had this idea and had it made for you both. Isn’t it special?”

  Trent gave Wendy a confused look. “But…”

  Alice leapt from her seated position and wrapped her arms around Trent, then Noah followed.

  Trent mouthed, “Why did you say that?”

  Wendy just smiled in response and Trent realized what she was doing. Making her look like the hero to boost her bond with Alice and Noah.

  “Thank you, Trent. We love you.” Trent gave in to Wendy and let herself enjoy the hug.

  “You’re welcome. I want you to know we will always remember your dad. His will be the first decoration on our tree every year,” Trent said.

  Alice pulled back and just looked at her, then said, “Will we always have Christmas with you?”

  “Yes.” Trent kissed them both. “I know we had a rough start, but we’ve managed to get along together, and this is as good a time as any to tell you.”