Let It Snow

by Kristie Leigh

  I giggled at the thought of him apologizing for taking my virginity, although I knew he was apologizing for the pain I would have to endure. I blew out a breath and relaxed my body as he pushed forward. I grunted out my discomfort. I wouldn’t lie; it hurt, but it wasn’t as bad as I’d expected. Sullivan’s kisses definitely helped ease the sting.

  Once he’d breached my opening, he stilled. “Are you all right?” He kissed me again.

  “I think so. It wasn’t as bad as I thought.” I smiled up at him, trying to ease the worry lines between his eyes.

  He kissed me again. “Tell me when you’re ready.”

  “I’ve been ready.”

  He took my mouth again and gripped my hip, lifting my leg over his waist. He slowly began to rock his hips back and forth. The sting was still there, but it was bearable. Sullivan kept showering me with kisses as he gradually picked up his pace.

  He pulled back and gazed into my eyes. The look he gave me said so much more than words ever could. In that moment, we were all that existed, and I knew that he cared about me. I wasn’t sure I could label it love for him, but I knew that this was making love, not just sex. In that moment, I fell in love with him.

  I groaned as I rolled over, trying to shield myself from the blinding morning sun. My lady bits throbbed with the movement, and I smiled at the memories from last night. I reached out to feel for Sullivan, but his side of the mattress was cold. I sat up in bed, suddenly paranoid that we’d screwed everything up. As I looked around the room, trying to run through everything in my head, he walked in the room, carrying a white tray. The smile on his face eased most of my panic. I pulled the covers up to my neck and waited with bated breath for what he would say.

  “Did you sleep well? I figured breakfast in bed was called for, and plus, it is New Year’s, after all. So what better way to start the new year?”

  I stared at him blankly, not quite sure what to say. My emotions were all over the place, from oh, how sweet to it was just one night; don’t read too much into it. I was about to say something, but he beat me to it.

  “Before you say anything, I would like to get something off my chest if you don’t mind.” He sat down beside me on the bed and set the tray down on the nightstand.

  I nodded in response as I grabbed the coffee, thinking I was going to need caffeine for this conversation.

  “I know that I’ve hurt you in the past, and I’m sure you’re wondering if last night was for real or just a one-night thing. I want you to know, I have never felt about any women in my life the way I feel about you right now; the way I’ve felt about you ever since I first saw you again after all these years.” He dropped his head, shaking it. “Ugh, I’m horrible at this stuff. All I’m trying to say is that I’m head over heels in love with you, and I hope to God that you feel the same way about me.”

  I sputtered and choked on my coffee that I’d just sipped when he said the L-word. He took the cup from my hand and placed it beside me as I regained my composure.

  “Are you all right?” His voice was laced with concern.

  I nodded, trying to clear the frog from my throat. I felt like I was still dreaming. I’d basically loved him for half my life. Of course, most of it was from afar, but now he was real and here, right in front of me, and he just told me he loved me.

  “Say something, please.” He rested his hand on my knee and waited for my response. It was a no brainer.

  I reached up and stroked his cheek just to feel him and make sure he was, in fact, real. “I love you, too.”

  “Oh, thank God.” He let out a loud whoosh of breath as his face lit up with a bright smile, and he nearly pounced on me to kiss me senseless. “You’ve made me the happiest man alive.”

  He had no idea what hearing him say those three little words had done to me. My world felt complete.

  SULLIVAN

  A couple of days after New Year’s, we’d returned to Smithville to get the few fragile boxes that Missy wanted to move herself. She had now been moved in with me for a few weeks. She’d gotten a new job at the hospital. Things were great. I couldn’t imagine my life without her in it. I loved every minute of having her around. She brought out the best in me. I was happier at work, and I enjoyed life so much more. I took more vacation from work and spent all my time at the house away from anything business-related. I could only hope that I was doing the same for her.

  My mother had even come out to visit. She thought she was a matchmaker, and even after we pointed out that she had nothing to do with it, she still insisted, so we gave up trying to convince her otherwise.

  It was Saturday morning, and Missy was slipping on her shoes. “Where are you headed? I was hoping to go to lunch today.”

  “I’m sorry. It was a last-minute thing. I’m meeting Joyce to check out some apartments.”

  My stomach dropped at the thought of her leaving. “What? Why?” Of all the responses she could’ve given me, that one was so far out of left field.

  Missy hadn’t shown any indications that she wasn’t happy.

  I crossed the room and took her hands in mine. “Did I do something wrong?”

  She giggled. “No, of course not. It’s just that it’s time. We’d agreed I could stay here for a little while until I found my own place. It’s been over a month. I’m beginning to feel like an intruder in your life. You’ve helped me so much, moving to a new city, finding a new job, and I’m extremely grateful. But at some point, one begins to overstay their welcome; don’t you think?”

  Her voice was calm. She wasn’t mad or upset. She truly felt like she was interfering in my life when all I felt was like she enhanced it. I never wanted to go back to life without her in it every day.

  She kissed my cheek and headed for the door. “I’ve got five to see, so hopefully one of them is the one.” She smiled sweetly.

  I stared at her blankly. This had to be a joke. I thought about the ring that was in my dresser drawer. I’d had it for two weeks now. It was now or never. I didn’t want to lose her. I clearly needed to show her that I not only loved her, but I needed her and wanted her by my side forever.

  “Wait right there. Don’t leave yet.”

  She laughed at my urgency. “Okay, but hurry. I don’t want to be late.”

  I ran to my room and grabbed the ring before turning on my heel and heading back out, sliding to a stop in my socked feet right in front of her. I looked down at her, and all my confidence went out the window. Every thought imaginable ran through my head. I shut it all down and took a deep breath before getting down on one knee.

  Missy laughed and tried to pull me up. “Get up, silly. What are you doing? I don’t have time to mess around.”

  I looked into her eyes in hopes of showing her just how serious I was. “I’m not messing around.” I reached into my pocket to pull out the black velvet box and opened it.

  Her gasp was audible as she covered her mouth with her hand.

  “Melissa, you’ve become my first thought every morning and the reason I rush through my afternoons. You make me a better man in so many ways, and I can’t imagine a day going by without you there with me. I hate that you felt like you were intruding in any way because it couldn’t be further from the truth. You are my life, and I want you in it forever. Will you marry me?”

  The tears streamed down her face as she tried to compose herself. She was smiling, so I hoped that was a good sign, but the anticipation was killing me. I stayed there for what felt like an eternity before she finally spoke.

  “You don’t want me to go? Like…ever?”

  I burst out laughing and stood so I could touch my girl. I cupped her face with my free hand. “No, baby, never. I want you by my side for the rest of my life.”

  “I guess I should call Joyce and cancel, huh?” She smiled.

  “Is that a yes?”

  “Of course, it’s a yes. You’re my childhood wet dream. I swear if I could have had a poster of you like a celebrity I would have. Having you as my husband is
a dream come true,” she sing-songed.

  “Phew. I was getting a little worried there for a second.” I slipped the ring onto her finger and kissed her hand. “I love you. You’ve made me the happiest man alive.”

  “I love you, too.” She leaned up and kissed me, and I picked her up to twirl her around.

  MELISSA

  Ever since Sullivan proposed, it had been quite the whirlwind of activity. Most would’ve thought we were moving too fast, but when you know, you know. We couldn’t imagine our lives without the other one in it, so why wait?

  We’d decided on a small evening ceremony on the beach. We invited a handful of Sullivan’s friends, who’d slowly become mine as well as Susan and Bridget, of course. I didn’t need a big wedding. I just wanted to be Melissa Moore, and today we’d made that happen.

  We were waving goodbye from the limo, leaving everyone in the sand as we headed to the airport for our honeymoon. Sullivan had planned the short vacation. I was still fairly new to the hospital and couldn’t get much time off work, so we were only able to get three days away, including the wedding. I had no clue where we were heading, but I knew once we got to the airport, he couldn’t keep much from me.

  I looked down at my boarding pass, a little surprised to see Las Vegas was the destination, but I’d never been there. Since I’d be with Sullivan, it would be amazing, no matter what. “You know I’m already your wife, so we don’t need to run away to Vegas.”

  “Very funny. Aren’t you going to ask me a million questions as to what we’re going to be doing in Vegas?” He raised a brow.

  “Nope, I trust you.” I hugged his arm and rested my head on his shoulder as we sat in the first-class lounge. “I’m really excited to see what you have in store for us.”

  We touched down in Las Vegas at nine at night, completely wiped from the day’s activities.

  “As much as I’d love to explore with you, we should really get to bed and get some rest. We have somewhere to be tomorrow afternoon.” He looked at me expectantly.

  “Thank God you said that. I am so not up for much right now. I’m completely exhausted.”

  The Cosmopolitan hotel was out of this world. The room overlooked the fountain, and everything was over the top luxurious. I wasn’t sure how much he’d spent on this, but I knew it was a lot.

  He’d taken care of every little detail, including packing. I picked up the bag that he’d packed for me and placed it on the bed. I unzipped it and pulled out the first thing I found. Lifting each piece in a hand, I twirled the black-and-white-checked fabric in the air. “Ummm…”

  Sullivan looked up from where he stood and smirked when he saw what I was holding. “That’s sort of a hint for what we’re doing here and a little wedding gift to myself.”

  The lingerie was adorable, and I couldn’t wait to see his face light up when I put it on. But I couldn’t for the life of me figure out what sort of hint it was, and then it hit me. “Oh God, please tell me we aren’t going to see showgirls.” I rolled my eyes, wondering if it was such a good idea to let him plan a trip at all.

  He burst out laughing as he sidled up beside me. “No, baby. Now go put that on,” he said as he slapped my ass to get me moving.

  I grabbed my bag of toiletries and went to the bathroom to freshen up and put the undergarments on. I had to admit, he knew my size as they fit me like a glove. I rummaged through my bag, looking for my face wash, toothbrush, and perfume but noticed one important thing was missing. “Sullivan?” I shouted.

  He peeked his head and instantly looked me up and down. “Yes?” He didn’t make eye contact as he stared at my body.

  “I think some things are missing?”

  “Oh?” He looked up at me innocently, a little too innocent, if you asked me. “What’s missing? I grabbed everything from the bathroom that I know you use.”

  “I think you missed something.” I slapped his shoulder. “Like my birth control!” I said a little too loudly.

  “Oh, that?” He rolled his eyes. “I didn’t forget that. I left it where it belongs.”

  “Umm, where is that?” I jutted out my hip as I put my hand on it.

  “In the garbage back home.” The smile on his face was so big, but he stepped back, dodging my next swing.

  “Are you crazy?”

  “Nope.” He stepped forward and pulled me into him, running his hands down my sides. “I want to have a baby or five.”

  My eyes went wide at his words.

  “Baby, don’t act so surprised. We’ve talked about this. We both want a big family.”

  I blinked at him. I didn’t think he would want kids so soon. Of course, we’d talked about it, but I figured I would be the one to bring it up a few times before he caved.

  He kissed me before slapping my ass again. “Now, hurry up. I think we should start trying tonight.”

  I stood there stunned but was overcome with emotion. Everything I’d ever wanted in life, Sullivan was giving me. After the initial shock wore off, I couldn’t wait to get out there. I finished freshening up as the butterflies took flight in my belly. Dreams really do come true.

  I walked out of the room to find Sullivan had lit some candles and was lying there in just his boxers, which left nothing to the imagination.

  He looked me up and down. “As much as I love you in that set, lose it; I want to see you.”

  I stripped out of the bra and panties as he watched my every move. I stood there for a moment completely nude, so he could look his fill. I knew what he liked, and ogling me was high up on his list. My mouth watered as I caught sight of his cock thickening in his boxers, so I started my slow crawl up the be—my sights set on one thing and one thing only.

  I licked my lips as I made quick work of tugging his boxers down his thighs. I gripped his cock and leaned over, making eye contact with Sullivan as I did. His eyes were already heavy-lidded, and I’d barely touched him. I loved the effect I had on him. I licked him from root to tip and then ever so deliberately took him to the back of my throat.

  “Fuck…” he drew out the word as he gripped my hair.

  I smiled around his dick as I watched him slowly come undone. Just when I thought he couldn’t take anymore, he pulled me back by my hair roughly. I grinned, knowing he was hanging on by a thread.

  “Come here.” His command had my juices nearly running down my thighs as I crawled up his body and straddled him.

  “You want this pussy?”

  His cock twitched at my words. I’d become a lot braver in the bedroom, and he loved it when I talked dirty to him. I rubbed my wetness up and down his shaft.

  His hand still gripped my hair, and he pulled my mouth down to his. “I want to fill that pussy with my come.”

  My insides clenched, and I wasted no time. Lifting up, I gripped his cock and sank down all the way to the hilt. He loosened his grip on my hair as I threw my head back in ecstasy.

  Sullivan gripped my hips as I rocked them back and forth like a woman on a mission. He moved his hands and began slow circles on my clit with his thumbs. Before long, we were both falling over the edge as we cried out in pleasure.

  I collapsed on top of him, breathless.

  “That was definitely baby-making sex. I bet you’re pregnant already.”

  I laughed at his ridiculousness. “You’ve lost your mind. Do you know the probability of my getting pregnant today? About one percent; I took my pill this morning.”

  “I have super sperm; we’re making that baby or maybe even two or three.”

  I didn’t have the energy to argue right now. I was beat, so I just laughed at him.

  After a beat, he slid out from under me. “I’ll be right back.”

  I hummed in response, too tired to respond. He came back with a warm washcloth and cleaned me up.

  “I love you.”

  He was the sweetest.

  “I love you, too, baby.” He kissed my forehead, and that was the last thing I remembered before I passed out.

  The sme
ll of coffee woke me from my sleep. “I don’t think I could love you any more than I do right now,” I mumbled into my pillow without even opening my eyes.

  Sullivan’s deep chuckle rumbled from beside me. “Good morning, beautiful.” He kissed my head.

  I rolled over and noticed that he was already dressed.

  “What time is it?” I asked as I picked up the mug on the tray beside the bed.

  “Nine.”

  “Wait, Vegas time?” I needed clarification.

  “Yup.”

  “Holy shit, I haven’t slept that long in years.” I stretched, allowing the sheets to fall to my waist and took a sip of my coffee.” I moaned; it was amazing.

  Sullivan leaned over and took a nipple into his mouth. I leaned back against the headboard, pushing my breasts out for him. He rolled over between my legs, spreading me wide. I enjoyed my coffee as best I could as he lapped at my clit, bringing me to orgasm quickly. He knew all the right buttons to push.

  He crawled up my body as he licked his lips. “Awake now?”

  “Mmmhmm.” I gripped his shirt, pulling him toward me and kissing him senseless.

  “I can’t wait for your surprise today; it’s going to be so much fun.” He smiled.

  “I’m so excited. When do I find out what it is?” I couldn’t wait.

  “When we get there.” He winked before pushing himself off the bed, taking the sheets with him. He stared at the apex of my thighs.

  I dropped my legs wide open, thinking maybe I could entice him to tell me. My hand drifted down my body and between my legs, rubbing the juices that seemed to be a permanent fixture when Sullivan was around. “Are you sure you don’t want to tell me?”

  He bit his lip as he watched in a trance. “I’m sure, but I think I’m going to bend you over and fuck you hard for trying to get it out of me.”

  We’d spent the entire morning in bed until lunch arrived, and we ate in bed before finally getting ready for my surprise.

  He had me put on the bra and panties that I didn’t get any use out of the night before as well as jeans, a T-shirt and my converse. I had no clue where we were going with us both dressed so casually, but my stomach was doing flips in anticipation.