Nicole's hands pressed against the cabinet doors above her head, bracing herself. She loved it, loved him. A bit of sadness touched her heart as the thought passed that this may never happen again with David, but she pushed it aside. Tonight she would take all he had to give and not look for more tomorrow.
David raised her leg until her knee rested on the counter top, Nicole felt herself spread wider. David repositioned into an angle, which gave him full range to drive into her without causing her pain. Then he began to pump into her rapidly the repeated impact caused his thighs to make a smacking sound against her.
Oh, what a Christmas . The thought crossed her mind as a picture flashed behind her eyes of the novelty of her and David at that moment. She was an elf being fucked by Santa. "Harder, David," she cried out, wanting the image imbedded so it would be there to warm her every Christmas.
Her encouragement seemed to be his final undoing. Thrusting into her one last time, he held himself deep inside of her and climaxed.
The feel of his hard cock, jerking and pulsing inside, took her over the edge for the third time that night.
David rested on her back, but not enough to crush her, his intimate heaviness comforted her. Warmth radiated inside of Nicole when he didn't just pull away, leaving her cold and empty.
"Wow, you are amazing, Nicole," he praised her, kissing the back of her neck, then stepped back and moved her leg so that both her feet were back on the floor. Then he turned her, pulling her into his embrace. "Why did we wait so long for this?"
She squelched the desire to confess her heart to him, not wanting to weigh the evening down with the heavy revelation of her feelings. K.I.S.S, she said to herself, keep it simple and safe. "I don't know; maybe opportunity just never knocked."
Pulling back, he pushed her wayward curls away from her face and stared at her as if trying to read something more. "Maybe," was all he said, then gave her a deep kiss.
Her senses sang when he finally pulled away. She allowed her gaze to drop to the part of him that gave her so much pleasure. Nicole's heart thumped as she noticed the long length of him in repose; she could only imagine how he looked hard and erect. Relief's cool kiss glided over Nicole's skin at the fact she had not seen him first or she may have thought twice before having sex with him. Scratching that thought away, she knew nothing would have kept her from finally having David between her legs.
Raising her head, with a gentle touch to her chin, he said, "Thank you," when his gaze captured hers. David, always polite. She blushed and smiled. "You're welcome." Fidgeting from left to
right, she asked, "So, do you need to go?" His brow wrinkled. "No. Unless you're putting me out?" "I just thought that—" She cut herself off. She couldn't even put the
thought into words. "Nicole, I have too much respect for you to screw you then leave. If
you were looking for that you have the wrong brother." She knew he was referring to Steve's tactic, not Jeremy. Nicole wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his frowning mouth. "I have the right brother." "Okay, then, Santa's little helper. Get me my cocoa." He swatted her on her skirted butt, causing the heat to rise in that spot of her bare cheek. She wiggled her hips against his hand. "Aye, aye, Mr. Kringle." She gave him an imitation salute, then turned toward the counter and began to make their drinks. David left the kitchen.
Three
Ten minutes later, when she brought the tray with steaming mugs and a plate of chocolate chip cookies into the living room, David sat on the couch in a white T-shirt, slacks, and socks.
He smiled at her. "I'm sorry if I ruined your fantasy, but that suit is hot."
Sitting down, she placed the tray on the coffee table and handed him his drink. "David, you are my fantasy. Nothing else, and no one else." She gazed at him, allowing him to get a glimpse of her deeper emotions toward him. Nicole slipped her shoes off and tucked her feet underneath her.
He rewarded her openness with a kiss, then leaned back and sipped his cocoa. "Hmm, this is good. If you served this at the store during the holidays people would rush in just for a cup."
She traced the rim of her mug with a finger, then dipped it into the hot chocolate pool, sucked it into her mouth and savored it before saying, "It's a thought, but your mother is very traditional. I don't think she would go for it."
"I wasn't talking about my mother's store." The ceramic cup clinked as he set it on the glass tabletop. Nicole stared at him. David stared back. David removed her cup from her hands and pulled her into his lap.
"Nicole, there's something I've wanted to talk to you about." Her heart tightened as if a fist squeezed it, she focused her eyes on his chin not wanting to look directly in his eyes afraid of what she would see. "What's that?"
For the second time he grasped her chin and brought her gaze to meet his. "I don't know how you feel about me or about what happened between us tonight. I would hate to think that I had forced myself on you."
"No, David, never…I wanted this to happen." She captured his face in her hands. "To be honest, I've wanted it for a long time."
David's eyes lit up and he smiled. "So have I." Running his hands down the front of her shirt, he squeezed her breasts, flicking his thumbs across her nipples. They responded by becoming erect.
Sucking in a breath, Nicole looked down and watched his hands play with her.
Gazing at his own hands, he said, "I want to see your breasts so bad, but I know if I do I will not be able to finish what I need to say."
Nicole grabbed his hands and held them in her lap an attempt to keep them both on task. "Then I'll hold your hands so you can focus better."
He groaned. "It doesn't matter. As long as I'm in the same room with you, you're all I can think about. All the things I want to do to you. You captivate me, Nicole."
Releasing his hands, she slid her fingers through his thick black hair and she told him, "The same holds true for me."
Leaning forward, he kissed her. Dipping his tongue into her mouth, they became reacquainted as the silk feeling tickled the inner part of her lips. David held the back of her head, positioning her to intensify the kiss, his tongue penetrating the deep recesses of her mouth as his other hand moved underneath her skirt and touched her.
Nicole spread her thighs, allowing him access to her throbbing wetness.
David's fingers slipped down her sex and entered her. His mouth and hand mimicked each other, both pushing and pulling in and out of her moist heat.
Gyrating her hips in his lap against his rising cock, she clinched her walls around his fingers.
Nicole thought she heard him growl when he broke the kiss apart and pressed his forehead against hers.
"Nicole." He paused as if paying homage to her name. "I want you to come with me to Denver."
She froze. Nicole seized the wrist of his hand between her legs, giving him enough pressure to understand she wanted him to remove it. When the scandalous hand rested on her knee, she asked, "Why? David, I'm giving myself freely to you tonight." "I know." His voice was husky with sexual excitement. Standing up, Nicole moved away from him. "I wasn't doing this to
get a better position at the job," her tone raised. "I know." Continuing with her tirade, she began to pace. "I have loved you for too long to allow you to leave here thinking that I'm a company whore. Laying on my back to get ahead."
"If you were, you would have slept with Steve," he commented, still sitting in the same spot on the couch.
"If I were, I would have slept with Steve," she repeated, hearing his words but not fully comprehending his meaning. "Nicole—" "I've earned every promotion—" "Nicole—" he tried to interrupt her again. "And just because we've had sex is no reason—" He called out to her again. "Nicole—" She continued to pace and rant. "I know your mother doesn't
believe—" "Nicole!" David barked. It worked, breaking into her train of thought as she stopped and
gave him a wide-eye expression. "Take off your clothes." Giving him a perplexed look, she asked, "What?" "
Remove that outfit," David answered without hesitation. "David, this is not the time." "The timing is perfect." He whipped his shirt over his head,
revealing the solid muscles of his chest. Viewing his bare skin, Nicole could not deny the strong impact on
her senses. "How do you figure that?" She placed her hands on her hips. He unsnapped his pants, then slowly dragged the zipper down his prominent erection. "Because without interruptions I'm going to tell you why I want you with me in Denver, then I'm going to make love to you." David eyed her as he availed himself to her sight, allowing her to take in the view of the hard thick length of his cock.
The sight of him caused her mouth to feel parched. Nicole swallowed and licked her lips, trying to moisten them. Seeing him caused her heart to flutter with both trepidation and excitement, knowing that soon he would be inside of her.
Crossing her hands over her chest and scrutinizing him, she could not deny just hearing David's directness about his intentions caused even more wetness to flood her sex.
"You want to hear what I have to say, Nicole? It's going to take the removal of your clothes." He punctuated his words by arching his hips and sliding his pants down his legs, then kicking them to the side. David sat on the couch unselfconsciously and waited. Nicole couldn't deny she wanted to hear what he had to say and knew the truth, but even more she wanted to be with him again. Make love to him.
Releasing the buttons holding her shirt closed, she pulled the side apart and revealed her bare breasts. The shirt fit her snugly, allowing her the freedom to go without a bra being that she was a cup size larger than Gail.
"Beautiful, just like I'd imagined." He grasped and stroked his stiff member, standing proud above black hair.
"Talk," Nicole encouraged him. Watching him stimulate himself would fast lead her to climaxing before he even touched her.
"Nicole, I was attracted to you the first day my dad toured you around the store, introducing you to everyone."
She was amazed at his control as his hand continued playing with his length. She stoopedover and removed one stocking. "Continue."
"At first I thought you were going to be like all the other women who've worked with us and end up in bed with my brother. After you'd been with the store for a few months I overheard you giving Steve a set down when he'd cornered you in the stock closet and I knew you were different." His gazedropped to her other stocking. Smiling, Nicole removed that one. "And?" "I first tried to tell myself that it would be inappropriate for me to ask you out. I figured you would just think I was like Steve and put me in my place as well." He still moved up and down. "But, I couldn't make my desire for you go away. Thoughts of you began to interrupt my work, I found myself walking out onto the showroom floor just to get a glimpse of you. I was becoming obsessed. I started to volunteer to travel with my father. Anything to keep myself sane."
Nicole took a step toward him, holding onto her last garment until the final moment.
He watched her advance. "It was no good. I still would find myself in my hotel room at night masturbating to my own fantasies of you."
She knew what he meant because very few nights went by in the last year that she didn't go to bed at night touching herself as she thought about him. Moving closer, her legs bumped the edge of the couch beside him. "So now what?" She reached behind her back and undid the fastening of the skirt.
"You were right and wrong." He slid his free hand up the length of her smooth leg stopping behind her knee. She arched an eyebrow at him, curious. "You said that I only wanted you with me because we had sex. That's true." His thumb brushed the sensitive skin on the back of her knee. "Then you said that was no reason for me to ask you to move to Denver with me. You're wrong. It's every reason. Now that I have tasted you, felt your heat around me and heard you scream…" His hand stopped moving along his cock and his gaze locked on her eyes. "I can't continue my life without you. I need you and I want you with me. Tell me you won't make me suffer and live my life without you."
Overwhelmed with joy, her lungs expanded and felt as if they would burst with excitement. Her eyes burned and tears spilled over her lids and ran down her cheeks. "I won't allow either of us to suffer ever again." Nicole pushed the skirt over her hips as she permitted the green garment to pool around her feet. Then she stepped between his spread knees, kneeling before his engorged member, and took hold of it. "Like fools we've both denied ourselves years of pleasure with each other out of misguided honor and fear, but no more. Tonight is the beginning of us." Leaning forward, she drew his hardened flesh into her mouth. She could feel David pull her wild curls back from her face, giving himself a clear view of her oral ministration. Glancing up at him, Nicole saw he watched her give him gratification. She suckled, squeezed, pumped and rotated her hand up and down his shaft as her mouth worked his swollen tip. "Nicole." His voice came out raspy and low. "That feels so good." Savoring the smooth hardness in her mouth, she lavished more attention on him. Soon she felt David's thighs begin to tremble as he neared his end and it thrilled her to know she had this kind of control over him.
"Enough!" he barked in sexual frustration and pulled her up to straddle his hard cock. Bringing his head toward her breast, he took a nipple into his mouth and alternated between her twin peaks until Nicole was just as aroused as she must have made him. "Now, David!" she commanded. She felt and heard the sound of her nipple popping out of his mouth. Holding her hips as he obeyed her request and guided himself inside, not stopping until he was seated deep in her wet warmth.
Nicole screamed out in opulent pleasure of being filled completely by David as her sex muscles quivered around him. Clutching his shoulders she set the pace, riding him as he met her downward motion with a thrust of his hips.
On and on they went, giving each other words of devotion and promises, until the sensations became too much for her and she climaxed.
"Merry Christmas, Nicole," he whispered moments before her tight convulsing muscles sheathed around his length brought him to climax with her. * * * * Ding dong! Nicole zipped up her third suitcase, then went to answer the door. Her heart raced with the expectation of seeing David again. He had left sometime in the early hours of the morning to shower, change, and talk to his family about their relationship. The first thing she did upon waking was write out her transfer request. She didn't know how his family would take the news of them being together, but she had David and nothing else mattered.
Walking up the hall, Nicole felt tingling sensation races along her skin as she recalled all the things they had done to each other the night before. Her cheeks flushed with heat as she passed the various places they made love: from the kitchen, to the living room and her bedroom. Stepping through her living room, she was almost breathless when she reached the door. She pulled it open with a seductive smile on her lips. Her smile frozen in place and all of the joyful feelings that had been bubbling inside of her moments prior were now twisting and turning, making her ill when she saw who stood on the other side of the door.
"I'm sure I'm not who you were expecting," Laverne Marco said as she stood, bundled up in a full-length fur coat, on Nicole's welcoming mat.
Nicole relaxed her face, no more need to smile. She knew Mrs. Marco was not here for pleasantries and hot cocoa. "No, ma'am, you're not." Stepping aside she said, "Come in." Entering, Laverne stopped beside the couch without sitting down. "May I take your coat?" Nicole offered as she closed the door and
stepped into the center of the living room facing her. Laverne pulled the coat tighter around her body. "No, I'll not be
staying long. I came here to state my piece and then leave." "As long as I get to have my say when you're through," Nicole
clarified, folding her arms over her chest. Eyeing her up and down, Laverne said, "So, tell me, Nicole. Do you think that because you have won the affections of one of my sons by giving him sex that you've moved up in the ranks?"
Shocked at the other woman's audacity, Nicole felt the muscles in her shoulders tens
e, causing pinpricks of pain to burn at the base of her neck. "I'm surprised that David told you what happened between us. Laverne gave what appeared to Nicole to be a condescending smile. "He didn't, I guessed." Over the last three years, Nicole took all the tyrannical treatment she planned to take. This would be the day Laverne Marco got put in her place."Well, since you're so interested in my private affairs, Mrs. Marco. First off, I didn't just give David sex…I gave him damn good sex all night long. Secondly, I don't think that puts me in a higher status…but the three years I've given to your family's store sure as hell should. And furthermore—"
The broad, toothy grin and the laughter erupting from Laverne put an instant halt to Nicole's tirade. She stared at the older woman in stunned silence. Did I go too far…is the old lady finally cracking up?
"Well." Laverne said, once she seemed to recover a modicum of decorum and regained some breath.
Nicole lifted a single eyebrow at David's mother, studying her, awaiting her next move to see if she should run, take her down, or call the emergency number.
"Ahh, it's an amazing sight to see someone grow a backbone overnight." Laverne's words took Nicole back. "Excuse me?" "Nicole, I've been watching you since the day my eldest son, the self professed playboy, hired you. There was something about you, a spark hidden inside. I'm getting old, one day I'll retire, and I needed someone I could trust. I continued to prod you over the years to see if it would ignite…" Laverne shrugged a single shoulder, "but nothing."
Flabbergasted, Nicole asked, "You mean to tell me that all this time you've been making a slave out of me and practically driving me insane you were 'grooming'me?" Nicole made quotation gestures in the air.
The older woman nodded. "Yes, Nicole." She chuckled. "Who would have known that David was the key," she stated in a matter of fact manner.
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