For A Reason

by T. N. Cole

  “Let’s see if I know what to do with this,” she teased. Before I could react, she took me deep into her mouth, her lips met her hands and she swallowed around me.

  “Fuck!” I bucked my hips up. Without giving me any time to react, she released me from her mouth just to swirl her tongue around the tip and in the hole before sucking me down again. She pumped her fists in time with her mouth. “Fuck, shit, fuck,” I mumbled incoherently. Her mouth felt incredible sucking me. “Kate. So good,” I panted. She hummed around me in agreement, which felt like an electric shock to my dick. Before I could even recover from that move, she moved one of her hands to cup and tease my balls. “That’s it,” I growled.

  I sat up and grabbed her hips, causing my dick to fall from her mouth as she gasped in shock. I pulled her to me and laid back so her pussy was hovering on top of my face—the perfect sixty-nine position.

  “You can’t have all the fun.” I tore off her underwear from the side and buried my face in her pussy. She cried out in pleasure and her face pressed on my thigh as she acclimated to my oral assault. As I licked at her slit, she grasped my cock once again and her mouth was sucking even harder than before. There was no way that I was finishing in her mouth. Then I felt the swollen head of my cock hit the back of her throat and my eyes rolled back in my head. Okay, easier said than done. I inserted two fingers into her pussy and started frantically flicking my tongue against her clit.

  My dick fell out of her mouth as she moaned my name. Score. I sucked her clit into my mouth hard and she fell apart with a hoarse shout, her body tumbling limply to the bed beside me. I moved quickly, ripping open a condom and entering her in one swift movement before she could come down from her high. “Oh god, oh god, Tristan,” she was chanting. I gritted my teeth in concentration because her walls were clamping down on my dick. I thrust into her over and over, losing myself to the paradise that was having sex with Kate.

  Her head was thrashing from side to side; the pleasure was overwhelming her. She raked her nails down my neck and back harder than she ever had before causing me to hiss. My sweat stung when it seeped into the shallow cuts.

  I was a man on a mission—I continued to pound into her, overwhelmed with how perfect we felt together. Kate whimpered and arched her back against me. I mumbled her name; she looked and felt fucking incredible under me. But I wanted her to fall again—to fall with me. I slung one of her legs over my shoulder and the new angle caused her to scream and pulse around me. I yelled her name as I finally came inside her, but my voice was lost among her shrieks of pleasure.

  I collapsed on top of her, my face falling to the crook of her neck, too exhausted to even try to keep my weight off her. We were both breathing heavily and our bodies were plastered together with sweat. “Oh my god,” Kate muttered shakily as she buried her face in my damp hair. I chuckled exhaustedly and pressed a kiss to the sensitive spot under her ear. “What was that?” She wrapped her arms and legs around me.

  I finally found the strength to raise my head and pride shot through me at the wonderment and satisfaction apparent on her face. “That was some fantastic fucking, babe.” I grinned and nibbled on her lower lip.

  She was still shocked. “But it’s never been like that before.” I narrowed my eyes at her. “Oh, be quiet, you know I’ve only ever been with you. But that was like an out-of-body experience. It was just orgasm after orgasm. I think I even passed out for a few seconds,” she mused aloud.

  “Keep talking, baby. You’re just fueling the caveman side of me.” She smacked my back where her hand was resting, and then she shoved me off her. We groaned simultaneously as I slipped out of her in the process. I pulled her so that we were laying on our sides facing each other. “You’re incredible,” I murmured as I stroked her cheek. Her eyes softened as they met mine.

  She looked like she wanted to say something back, but instead, she hesitated and said, “Let’s go shower. You promised me ice skating.” I decided not to push it, and I let her haul me up. She kissed me sweetly before turning toward the bathroom. I slapped her ass, causing her to yelp, and she sent me a seductive grin before we headed to the shower.

  “I can’t believe you’ve never been ice skating.” I grinned as I skated backward so I could pull her along the edge of the rink. She had both my hands in a death grip and her brow furrowed as she concentrated on staying upright.

  We were at the mall skating at the indoor rink because Texas was definitely not equipped with frozen lakes for ice skating. Christmas was in a week, and a magnificent tree had been erected in the center of the rink, standing as tall as the four floors of the mall. Red and gold decorations adorned it, and there were many couples and families using it as a background for Christmas pictures. There were kids everywhere as they happily skated round and round the tree.

  “Nope.” She yelped as one kid flew by us a little too close. I smiled when she glared at his back after he passed. “There aren’t really that many opportunities for it in Arizona, you know…” she teased breathlessly.

  “Oh, speaking of Arizona. Are you going home for Christmas? Will your mom let you since she didn’t let you come home for Thanksgiving?”

  Suddenly, her face shut down. She was suddenly fascinated with the Christmas tree as she avoided my eyes. “I’m not sure. I want to, but I don’t know if I’ll be allowed to.”

  “Why wouldn’t you be allowed to?” Why would anyone not want to be around Kate if given the chance?

  “My mom doesn’t like it when I’m home. I told you before, babe—I don’t have a good relationship with my parents.” She tried to shrug it off, but I could see how tense she was.

  I stopped skating and frowned. I abruptly pulled us over to the wall, causing her to squeal as we weaved through the recklessly speeding kids. I leaned against the wall and she stood in front of me moving her feet back and forth on the skates. “What does your dad say? He doesn’t want you home, either?”

  “He’s never home. He’s always gone on ‘business trips.’ I think it’s another reason my mom doesn’t want me home; it reminds her that my dad is out doing god knows what.” Kate rolled her eyes and looked down at her skates.

  I was silent for a moment. For some reason, my first thought was of Mel’s family. They were almost exactly like that. Her dad was always out of town for “politics,” while her mom was left to pretend that their family was perfect, with or without Mel. She didn’t care if Mel was home; in fact, she preferred her not to be home so that she wasn’t in the way. But she didn’t want Mel hanging out with me or my family—a notion that Mel blatantly ignored.

  Finally, I pulled her closer to me and tilted her chin up so I could look into her eyes as I said, “That’s fucked up, Kate. They’re missing out. On not only an amazing daughter, but also one of the best people I know.”

  Kate’s face softened and she smiled at me. Her smile never failed to take my breath away. Her eyes shone with adoration, and I wanted nothing more than to make sure she always looked at me that way. “How do you do that?” she asked.

  “Do what?” I leaned my forehead against hers and closed my eyes.

  “Manage to make me feel so special with just a few words.” She smiled and brushed her lips softly against mine.

  “It’s only fair,” I whispered as I cupped her cheek. “You make me believe I can be an actual person—not just a ghost going through the motions of life without really living. You changed me the moment you walked into my life. It’s only fair that I try to make it up to you every moment of every day for as long as I can. It’s only fair that I try to prove that I’m worthy of someone as beautiful and as special as you.”

  Her eyes welled up with tears, and she pressed a quick kiss to my palm. “You don’t need to prove anything to me, Tristan. You always underestimate yourself, and I’ll always be here to remind you of how amazing you are. I’m the lucky one out of the two of us, not you. I’m not special; I just happened to be the first person you let in, the first person you trusted, and I will
never forget how much that means.”

  I shook my head. “You’re wrong. I didn’t let you in; I had no choice. It’s not often that souls recognize each other, but ours did, and I’m powerless against that kind of connection. I’m powerless when it comes to you.”

  “You’re not powerless. You’re strong. You withstood all that guilt you carried around for so long. It shows that you can hold yourself up. Hell, you hold me up.”

  “What do you need me to hold you up for?” Kate was one of the strongest people I knew.

  She smiled sadly at me. “You’re my strength, whether you know it or not.”

  I didn’t like that look on her face, but her eyes silently pleaded with me not to ask—at least not for now. I leaned in to kiss her, and she brought her hand to the back of my neck to pull me closer and deepen the kiss.

  I broke away at the sound of shrill laughter—it reminded me that we were still at the rink. We had gotten so lost in our own little world. “Come on; I’m determined to teach you how to skate like these kids by the time we leave here.” I started to pull her back out onto the rink. I stopped when she frantically shook her head.

  “But what if one of these kids crashes into me? What if I fall and break my butt?” She looked out anxiously at the rink, and I fought back my grin.

  “Baby, look at me,” I commanded. She swiveled back to me. “Do you really think I would let anything happen to you?”

  Her response was automatic. “Never.” She bit her lip shyly and relaxed as she caught on to where I was going with this.

  “Exactly. I won’t let you get hurt. I’ll beat up any kid who knocks you down, and I definitely won’t let you fall and break your butt—I’m too fond of it.” I winked and she let go of one of my hands to smack my chest. I chuckled as I caught her hand, and before she could react, I quickly skated off with only one of her hands in mine. She shrieked and grabbed my hand with both of hers.

  Eventually, she got the motion of lifting her feet and gliding. She was ridiculously cute as she got excited over being able to skate without me in front of her. However, she still refused to go without one of my hands—which was more than fine by me, of course.

  As we skated around the rink side by side, I looked over to see her laughing as the cold gently blew back her hair. The tip of her nose and her cheeks tinged pink from the cold, and she shivered slightly. I moved so I was skating in front of her again. “Next time we need to bring you gloves,” I murmured as I cupped both of her hands and brought them to my mouth. I breathed on them, attempting to warm them up. I looked up to see her smiling gently. “What?” I asked.

  “Nothing. I don’t need gloves if I have you with me.” She shrugged.

  I shook my head and smirked at her. “You don’t need anything if you have me, babe.”

  She rolled her eyes and sighed. “Leave it to you to ruin the moment.” In response, I skated away without her.

  “Hey!” she protested. I motioned for her to come to me, and she frowned but made her way over to me. “That’s not nice,” she sulked when she got to me.

  I kissed her forehead. “I just wanted to show you that you don’t need me to ice skate.” Honestly, she didn’t need me for anything. I had lied with my previous statement. She could get along just fine without me.

  As always, she seemed to understand what I was saying. “I do need you. And even if I don’t, I want you. I want you to always be by my side,” she said earnestly.

  “YUM,” KATE MOANED AS she licked the red velvet ice cream from her spoon. We sat on the couch watching TV. Kate was holding a bowl of ice cream—she insisted that the icy cold weather was perfect for eating the frozen treat. I sat on the opposite side of the couch, rubbing her feet in my lap, and every few minutes she would let out an erotic groan of satisfaction. I would glare at her, and she would smile innocently and continue to happily eat the ice cream.

  I watched as she took another bite of red velvet and slowly pulled the spoon out from her mouth. I shook my head at her and squirmed to readjust myself, causing her to grin knowingly at me. I cleared my throat. “So, what do you want to do for Christmas, babe?”

  She stabbed the spoon back into the bowl and leaned over to give me a taste of the chocolate flavor she had in there for me. She shrugged. “I wasn’t really planning on doing anything.”

  “Perfect. You’re coming with me then.” I nonchalantly started flipping through the channels to find something other than a Christmas movie. With Christmas in only five days, it was a lost cause.

  “What? Where?”

  I sighed heavily. “My mom always asks me to spend Christmas with her in the house I grew up in. It’s always fucking miserable. She tries to reach out to me during the day, and then I try not to drink myself into oblivion at night.”

  She was quiet. I looked over to see her stirring the spoon in the bowl, mixing the pink and brown together. “Is it hard for you to go back because your house is right across the street from where Mel used to live?” she asked softly.

  I clenched my teeth. “That’s part of it.”

  “What’s the other part?”

  “There are just too many memories in that house. Not just of Mel. But of Chloe, too. And what my family used to be.”

  “I’ll go with you then. To make it easier for you,” she declared as she set her ice cream bowl down on the coffee table.

  I reached over and grabbed her by the waist, pulling her to me so that she was straddling me. I held her face in my hands and looked into her eyes. “No. That’s not why I want you there. I want you to come with me because you want to come with me. Granted, you don’t have anyone else to spend it with because your family sucks. But I want you to come with me because I can’t imagine spending Christmas without you. Do you understand?”

  She kissed me. “Of course, I would love to spend Christmas with you.”

  “And New Year’s,” I added.

  “And New Year’s,” she echoed with a smile.

  I abruptly grabbed her legs and flipped us over so that she was beneath me. She squealed at the sudden movement. “Now it’s payback time for all those teasing sounds you were making.” She giggled as my lips descended onto hers.

  The next day, my mom called and asked if we would mind spending the holidays at Adam’s ranch outside of Austin instead. She said something about wanting to make new memories and made me promise to bring Kate with me. Even though I already knew Kate was coming, I agreed as long as she agreed that our bedroom would be as far apart as possible from her and Adam’s bedroom. I seriously did not need to hear Adam ringing in my mom’s New Year. No thanks.

  So, Kate and I drove the four hours to Adam’s ranch on Christmas Eve. It ended up being a little longer than four hours. But when your girlfriend decided that she wanted to try having car sex for the first time, what was a guy supposed to do?

  I was a little more tentative to spend Christmas with my mom than usual, especially since this was the first time we would be spending it with Adam and Kate. But there were no words to describe how relieved I was that Kate would be there. Not just to be a buffer between my mom and me, but also because I couldn’t go a few days without seeing her.

  My mom had the door open and Adam had his hands resting on her shoulders, restraining her from running out to us in the snow. I opened the door for Kate. “Go inside. I’ll grab our things.” She nodded, shivering. I kissed her cold nose, and she gave me my favorite bright smile before turning and shuffling to the door as fast as she could without slipping on the snow.

  I pulled the luggage from the trunk and turned just in time to see my mom envelop Kate in a tight embrace. When I reached the door, my mom was still holding Kate as they chattered excitedly. I dropped our bags and shook Adam’s hand before turning to face the women. “Don’t suffocate her, Mom. I kinda need her.”

  She scoffed and released Kate just so she could tackle me with a hug. It was easier than ever to hug her back. “Come inside; it’s cold by the door.” When my mom pulled
away, she wiped the tears from her eyes. I felt a twinge of guilt at how aloof I had been toward her over the past few years, but I knew we were finally on the road to mending our relationship. It had remained broken over far too many years of loss and pain.

  I grabbed Kate’s hand and kissed the back of it as my mom eagerly gave us a tour of the house, which was more like a mansion. It was obviously meant to be filled with family and kids, but it would just be the four of us this week. Adam informed us that the house sat on ten acres of land. He planned to eventually develop the land, but he was too preoccupied with his other lawyer duties at the moment.

  They showed us to our room so we could rest before Christmas Eve dinner. My relief was evident as I voiced my appreciation of our room being on the opposite side of the house from theirs. She glared at me as Kate stifled her laugh. Adam grinned and placated her with a kiss on the side of her head. She visibly relaxed, and they left us to get ready.

  Our room was decked out in Christmas colors and decorations. Kate was more than happy with the hot tub in the bathroom and the large bed that took up one side of the room. The place looked more like a holiday getaway suite at a fancy hotel, but Kate and I definitely had no qualms about that.

  “What are you doing?” I asked her as she filled up the hot tub.

  “What does it look like?” She arched a brow.

  I didn’t respond. Instead, I leaned against the doorway as I watched her fill the tub with bubbles and water. When she was satisfied, she grinned at me mischievously. She slowly turned her back to me and began to strip. She watched me watch her in the mirror as she purposefully removed one article of clothing at a time. She slid her thong down her legs last and when she straightened up, she swallowed visibly at the look of pure hunger reflected on my face in the mirror. Her eyes challenged me as she pinned her hair up. I strode into the bathroom, shedding my clothes on the floor as I made my way to the tub. She climbed into the water, groaning as she leaned her head back against the edge of the tub and her eyes fluttered closed.