by Alison Mello
“Please tell me you’re not in trouble on Christmas Eve?” The florist says with an amused look.
“Oh no, ma’am. This is something special to bring home to my girl because I felt bad I had to work today.”
Her smile broadens. “Good. I can’t tell you how many men come running in here to get flowers because they’ve messed up one way or another.”
I chuckle as the older woman prepares my flowers for me. “I hope you don’t have to work too much longer.” I show her my full smile.
“Oh young man, this old lady will be here for all the men who come looking for last minute flowers, but don’t you worry about me. I’ll be seeing my family tomorrow.”
“Good, I’m glad to hear it.” She’s a sweet woman, probably in her late sixties. She’s beaming with pride as she puts the finishing touches on my bouquet. I can tell she really likes her job and is happy to be there.
She lays them down on the counter for me as I pull my wallet from my back pocket. I hand over my credit card to pay for my purchase. As she hands me back my card, I thank her and wish her a Merry Christmas.
I pull up to the house a short time later and practically jog inside because I truly can’t wait to see Patty. When I open the door, I find her taking dinner out of the oven. Pulling the flowers from behind my back, I smile.
“Merry Christmas, baby,” I say, so happy to be home.
She rewards me with her beautiful smile. “Merry Christmas to you too, honey.” She takes them from my hand and places them on the counter. Pulling me in, she gives me a soft, sweet kiss.
“Dinner will be ready in a few minutes. I hope you’re hungry.”
“I’m starving, and I’m sorry I’m home later than I wanted to be. I had more to wrap up than I thought.”
“It’s okay. I got an email from the editor today, so I started working on the book for her.”
“Wow, that was quick,” I say as I’m hanging my coat in the hall closet.
“I know. I thought the same thing. To be honest, if we’re going to get this book out in time for Valentine’s Day, I have a lot of work ahead of me.”
“If anyone can get it done, it’s you, baby. I have the utmost confidence in you.”
“You say that now, but when I’m working on my laptop from bed because I’m on a time crunch, you may think different.”
He laughs. “There’s only one thing you work on in bed, and it has nothing to do with a laptop,” I say, grinding my cock against her.
She giggles. “I’ll get a lot of it done this week, when you go back to work. She really didn’t leave me too many comments or changes to approve, so I’m hoping it will only take me a few days.” She puts her bouquet into a vase. “When do you want to exchange gifts?”
Suddenly, I’m really nervous. “Um, it’s up to you.”
“We have time if you want to do it now.” She looks so hopeful.
How can I say no to her. “Sure.”
We both walk into the living room, but she goes straight for the tree. She pulls out two gifts and hands them to me. I smile at her. “Hmm, what could this be?” I shake them, but I hear nothing. She giggles as I open the first one. “You got me a cookbook!” I say, totally excited.
“I did! I know you’ve been disappointed that you haven’t been making dinners for us, so I got you one that had some easy recipes that looked good for us to try.”
“Baby, that’s awesome! I can’t wait to make something for you.” I quickly open the next one, and it’s another cookbook. I smile at the baking and breakfast ideas that are in this one.
As I’m about to thank her, she hands me one last gift. “Baby, the cookbooks were plenty.”
She shakes her head. As I start to open my gift from her, I’m shocked into silence when I see a necklace lying perfectly in the box. It’s a white-gold chain with a Saint Christopher medal hanging from it. “I’m speechless.”
“Do you like it?” she asks in a panic.
“Baby, I love it.”
“I know you probably won’t have to travel too much anymore, but I still thought it was fitting with your past. I love you so much, and I want to know that you have protection at all times so we can be together for years to come.” She smiles and says, “Flip it over.”
She had it engraved.
‘I ask him to keep you safe the way you do me.
I love you, Patty’
I smile at her as I place the chain around my neck. “I’ll never take it off,” I tell her as I reach for her gift. “I have two things for you, one I hope you’ll never take off either.” I hand her the first gift, and as she opens it, I say to her, “Patty, you’ve shown me the light of day and I can’t imagine my life without you in it. When I first went to the lake house, I didn’t know what to expect, but what I found blew me away. You’re a kind soul and have a heart of gold. When we were apart for that short period of time, the light inside me was dull and I was lost. Please don’t ever let me feel that way again. Please do me the honor of being my wife.”
I see her sobbing as she nods. “Yes!” She jumps up from the couch and wraps her arms around my neck.
“Thank God,” I say as I squeeze her tight. She releases me so I can slip the ring on her finger. It’s a platinum band with a single carat round cut flawless diamond. I found it to be simple but beautiful, like she is. “I have one more gift for you.”
She wipes tears from her face as I hand her the next gift. She lights up as she gets busy opening her gift.
Her jaw drops. “Carter,” is all she says, staring at the cover.
“It’s my journal. I want you to have it so you can see all my messages to you during our time apart. Once I sobered up, I never stopped thinking about you, and I wrote to you often. There were even entries in there I don’t remember making because I was thinking about you while I was a mess.” The tear I’m fighting back betrays me as it rolls down my cheek. “I need you to know and realize how much you mean to me.”
“Thank you so much for trusting me with this. You show me all the time how much I mean to you. I hope I can show you in return.” She leans in to kiss me as she wipes away my tear. Our kiss starts to deepen when we’re interrupted by the timer on the oven.
We both chuckle as we break our kiss. “I guess we should eat,” she says as she bites her lip.
“Yes, because after dinner I plan on making sweet love to my fiancée all night long.” I slip my hand over her cheek and into her hair at the nape of her neck. I lean into kiss her one more time, and the oven starts beeping again.
“Okay, we’re coming!” she screams like the oven can hear her.
“Not yet, but you will be soon enough, baby.” I wiggle my eyebrows, and she giggles as she stands to get dinner. I follow her into the kitchen to pull out some plates, but she tells me she’s set the table for us to eat. When I walk into the dining room, I see a setting for two with a couple of candles between them. I light the candles and dim the light in the dining room to give us a much nicer atmosphere.
She comes walking in with baked mac and cheese, my favorite. “Oh, I can’t wait to eat this. I hope you’re not expecting leftovers,” I tell her jokingly.
“Eat as much as you’d like, but you have made a promise for after dinner, so make sure you can keep it.” Her eyebrow shoots up in warning.
I burst into laughter. “Baby, there isn’t much that could keep me from that.”
She puts a huge serving of pasta on my plate and then takes some for herself. “So, are you ready to plan our wedding? I really don’t want to wait too long for you to be my wife.”
“Sure. Are you ready for my mother to become a pain in our asses? Because that’s what’s going to happen as soon as she finds out.” She bites into her dinner, moaning over how delicious it is.
“Woman, you keep moaning like that, and I’m going to take you over our dining room table.”
She freezes. “You wouldn’t!” She pauses to gauge my reaction. “We have people coming over to eat on this ta
ble tomorrow afternoon.”
“Well, I suggest you hush those moans of yours. It’s making me hard.” I take another bite, wanting to quickly get through dinner. I need to change the subject. My cock is starting to hurt from being crushed in my jeans. “Do you want a big wedding?”
“I don’t think I’ll have much choice. My parents have so many friends they’ll want to invite, and I’m sure your parents will too.”
“True.” I roll my eyes. “But we need to try to get them to realize this is our wedding. They’ve each had theirs.” She nods her agreement. “Do you have a dream honeymoon spot?”
“I didn’t, but I do now.”
“Oh, really? Are you going to fill me in?”
“Not now. It’s time for dessert. We have plenty of time for wedding talk once we surprise my parents with the good news.”
I smile as I stand, taking her hand. Little does she know, I asked her father for her hand, so he already knows it’s coming, and I’m quite sure he hasn’t kept the news to himself.
I blow out the candles and lead her into the bedroom, closing the door behind me. I wrap my arms around her waist, and as I look into her beautiful, brown eyes, I tell her, “You’ve made me the happiest man alive. Thank you for agreeing to be my wife.”
I lower my lips to hers, and she instantly opens to me. Our tongues collide, dancing and rubbing against one another in a very passionate kiss. I slide my hands up her back and under her shirt. I have no patience. I go straight for her bra as her hands go straight for my pants. I kick off my shoes as we continue to kiss.
She breaks away, pulling my shirt off, and then lowers her lips to my neck, gently kissing her way down my chest. When she gets to my nipple, she licks it and then gently glides her teeth over it. I moan as her hands work my pants and my boxers over my hips.
Her tongue glides down my stomach as she lowers to her knees. “It’s time for dessert.”
She wraps her lips around the tip of my now fully erect cock. I instantly moan at the amazing feeling of her warm mouth. She slowly starts to suck me in deeper and deeper. She stops and runs her tongue up my shaft to the tip again before taking me into her mouth.
“Fuck, Patty, I’m not going to last in that beautiful mouth of yours.” She suddenly starts working me over. Her tongue is rubbing all over my cock as she sucks on me. It feels amazing. “Baby, I’m going to lose it,” I warn her as I start moving my hips in rhythm with her. She moans, and the vibration sends me over the edge. I bury myself deep in the back of her throat, and she takes me like a champ, sucking down every last drop.
As soon as she’s done, I lift her off the floor and carry her to the bed. Placing her in the center, I tell her, “You got your dessert. Now I want mine.”
I peel her jeans and panties down at the same time, tossing them across the room. I pull her up and peel her shirt off, slipping her bra down her arms and tossing those aside as well. I place a soft kiss on her lips, but she opens them, sticking her tongue in my mouth so I taste my own release. At one point that would have bothered me, but with her I don’t care.
I pull away, looking into her eyes as I slip down her body to take her nipple into my mouth. “God, I love your breasts,” I say as I massage one and suck the other into my mouth. Her nipples are so hard they’re like little pebbles. I glide my tongue over one of her nipples, bite down gently, and then make my way down her body. I really wanted to take my time, but I need to taste her.
I place my hands behind her knees, pressing her legs into her chest. I kiss her pretty pussy and lick from her ass to her clit. She flinches, but I’m not letting her go until she’s exploding all over my face. I repeat the process again, starting at her ass and licking all the way through her folds to her clit, but this time I suck her clit into my mouth. She moans out as she tries to move her legs.
“Stay still,” I tell her, ready to devour her clit, licking and suckling on it.
“Carter, please. I don’t think I can come like this.”
“You can and you will.”
I lower my lips to her again. This time I attack her clit, licking it hard and fast. I want her to explode for me like never before. She presses her legs against my hand, and it makes me want to laugh. I know she’s losing it, and it’s going to be fun.
All of a sudden, she screams my name, and I brace myself as she tries to straighten her legs. She’s shaking as her orgasm rips through her body, but I don’t let up as I continue licking her clit. She’s begging me to stop, but I’m not done yet. I want one more. I let go of her legs so she can at least lower them to the bed as I continue to devour her.
“Honey, I need a break,” she moans, but there’s no way I’m stopping now. I know she’s getting close again. I bury my fingers deep inside of her as I continue to lick between her folds. “Oh my God, Carter,” she screams out as I quickly remove my fingers and insert my tongue. Another orgasm tears her apart, and I’m licking up every last drop of it.
She’s panting. “Holy shit,” she says as I climb back up her body.
“Are you ready for one more?” She nods. “Good girl,” I say as I slip my cock slowly inside of her. She gasps at the pleasure she’s feeling from having me so deep. I slowly slide my cock in and out of her. She lets out a small groan.
“What’s wrong, baby?”
“Stop teasing me and give it to me the way I like it.”
I thrust my hips forward, slamming my full length deep inside of her. “Is that what you want?”
“Yes, please give me more,” she begs as I start pounding my cock into her. “Yes, Carter,” she moans, and I lose control.
“Patty, I can’t hold on. You need to give me your release.”
I continue my assault, when suddenly her entire body shakes and her pussy tightens around me, sending me over the edge.
“Fuck, baby,” I say, slamming into her one last time.
She’s panting as I drop my body down on top of hers. “That was incredible,” she says as her eyes start to close. It’s not that late, but that was really exhausting.
I kiss her neck. “Come on, baby. Let’s get cleaned up, and then I’ll snuggle you in bed while you get some sleep.”
We both climb out of bed and saunter into the bathroom. Within a few minutes, we’re back in bed with her in my arms. “I love you, Patty.” I kiss the top of her head, and in a few minutes time, she’s fast asleep.
Chapter 13
Carter
It’s Christmas morning, and of course I couldn’t help but wake Patty up by making love to her. It’s our first Christmas together, and I want to make it special for her. As I watch Patty stroll off to the shower, I can’t help but wonder how Derek’s and Bella’s night went. I know she spent the night because she’s been staying there since her stalker made himself known. I hope they had as nice of a night as we did.
I quickly throw on some sleep pants and hurry out into the living room to find my cookbooks. I browse through the breakfast one until I find a recipe that looks good, is easy, and won’t take too long to make. I get busy making my girl a special breakfast. Patty has quite a bit of cooking to do, and I don’t want to mess up her timing. The frittata I’m going to make won’t take long at all, and it’s healthy too. I follow the instructions to the T and quickly place it in the hot oven.
As I’m closing the door, Patty walks out of our bedroom wearing my favorite jeans and a Christmas sweater that looks adorable on her. “What are you up to, handsome?”
A smile spreads across my face. “Handsome, huh?” I ask, teasing her.
She walks up to me, places her hand on my chest, and slowly glides it down my body. “Yeah, you heard me. Handsome.”
I press my lips to hers for a chaste kiss. “I made you breakfast from my new cookbook.”
“Really?” she asks, excited.
“Yeah,” I respond, genuinely excited about it. “I made us frittatas.”
“Yum, I can’t wait to eat. I’m starving. Maybe I should have a snack,” she says, rub
bing her tongue over my nipple.
“Love, you need to behave yourself. We have a lot to do right now, and you’re all clean and pretty for our guests to arrive a little later.”
She pouts at me. “Maybe I should’ve waited to shower.”
I laugh. “You’ve become insatiable, and I love it. I promise to make sweet love to you all night long. How’s that?”
She bites her lip. “I’m going to hold you to that.”
“Good. What can I do to help you right now?”
“You can peel the sweet potatoes and then the carrots that are in the fridge. They’ll take the longest to cook, so I’ll get them prepared in casserole dishes now and then throw them in the oven in a little while.” She looks at her watch, already stressing about time because I let her sleep in.
We’ve just finished getting the side dishes together when the oven beeps, telling me that our breakfast is done. I slip on two oven mitts and pull it out of the oven.
Patty takes a deep breath. “Mmm, that smells scrumptious.”
She grabs two plates, places them on the side of me, and then gets her cup to make some more coffee while I cut us each a nice size slice of the frittata.
After quickly eating my breakfast, I’m off to take a shower, but as I approach the room, I hear my phone chirp from my bedside table. I take a look and see I have a text from Patty’s father.
Troy: Did you ask her?
Carter: I sure did.
Troy: Don’t toy with me, son. What did she say?
Carter: LOL she said YES!
Troy: Awesome! My baby girl is having a great Christmas then.
Carter: She certainly seems to be.
Troy: Good. See you soon.
I put my phone back on the nightstand and then walk into the bathroom to start the shower. My mind drifts to Patty teasing me in the kitchen this morning, and it makes me smile. Maybe I should’ve bent her over the counter and gave her what she wanted. My cock twitches at my thought. What am I thinking? The entire family will be over in a few hours. Pushing away my naughty thoughts, I quickly wash my hair and then my body so I can get back to helping her.