by Amanda Rose
Lucas then proceeded to put more wood on the fire and lit the candles I had placed around the room. I had no idea how much time passed as I sat looking into the flames from the fire. My glass was empty and Lucas was before me with a plate of food.
“You should eat now. You look a bit peaked.” Who says peaked anymore? I wonder as I watched him take the opposite end of the couch.
We didn’t have conversation during dinner, just relaxed and enjoyed the food and atmosphere. The LP was finishing up and Lucas got up to put another record on the stereo.
“How about an after-dinner brandy?” Lucas suggested.
“Let me change into some pj's and I will take you up on that.” I felt really happy on the inside and was afraid of that feeling. How sad was that?
I had some new flannel pj's that were purple and black plaid, super soft and cozy. I was then ready to join my guest.
Lucas brought me a warm brandy in a snifter.
“Where did you find these glasses?” I asked.
“Tucked up on the very top shelf over the fridge; I don’t think they’re used often. They're a little bit dusty.”
We curled up on the couch and watched the snow which started to fall outside the big windows. Huge flakes again.
“I think I may need to sleep on your couch with the storm starting again. I noticed plenty of extra quilts when we unpacked.”
“Oh. Yes, of course, no one should be out in this kind of weather. Please stay.” Was I begging? I’ll see if there are some sheets and extra pillows, too. I turned towards Lucas and he grabbed me by the shoulders and kissed me, as if he were dying. I broke away. “What are you doing?”
“I want you. I want to make love to you. Will you let me?” Lucas’s eyes were opened wide.
“I don’t know, what are you wanting to do?” I was breathless.
“I’ll show you,” he said in the softest voice I had ever heard from a man.
“I want you in the bedroom; I will undress you,” Lucas whispered as I went to the bedroom and climbed up the little stairs to the bed. “Lay back and close your eyes.”
Lucas started by kissing my eyelids, and I felt strong hands sliding down my body over the flannel. Hands covered my breasts and fingertips squeezed my nipples through the thin cloth.
I was paralyzed.
Lucas started to unbutton my flannel top and pulled it wide open. His mouth closed in on my breasts, sucking on each nipple. I moaned. It'd been too long—way too long. His tongue traced its way up to my neck and then to my lips. Lucas’s tongue thrust its way into my mouth and I felt his hands moving to my hips. My pajama pants were being pushed down and I could feel how hard he was through his pants. He was trying not to press into me, but he was well, big. My pants were down; I was vulnerable. His hand was between my legs, and I was already wet. Suddenly, a finger thrust into me. Was this a finger fuck? It felt soooo good.
“Grab onto the headboard and spread your legs wider.” I had no control. Lucas moved his tongue down my body. He spread my legs even wider and I felt his tongue. Lucas's tongue thrust into me; I had never felt that sensation before.
“What are you doing?” I could hardly speak.
“I’m doing what you need.” Lucas was husky. “I want you.” Lucas was on his knees and he was so big. I had never been with someone like him. He had a full erection. “I want you to put the condom on my prick. Do it now—I can’t wait much longer.”
I sat up and unrolled the condom, fumbling. My hands were shaking as I tried to ease it over the tip. I was licking my lips in nervousness.
Lucas thought it was anticipation.
“Don’t worry, I’ll give you a taste later,” he whispered as I somehow got the condom on. “Now lay back.” Lucas spread my legs again while thoroughly kissing me, and I felt a pressure between my legs. “Are you ready?”
I could only nod.
Lucas started slowly pushing just the tip into me. Finding the way open and wet he pushed deeper. I couldn’t breath. He put his hands under my ass and lifted me up. Suddenly pillows were under me, holding me up for better penetration. He pushed into me deep, sliding in and out. I was lost until I felt a different sensation, something near my ass.
Lucas was inside me. Then I felt his finger slide into my ass. I thought I would be repulsed, but I found the sensation highly erotic.
“I want all of you.” Lucas was breathing heavily. I couldn’t speak. All I could feel were waves of pleasure, like an ocean, washing through my entire body. Lucas let go next, arching his back. “God! All I can say is God.”
He collapsed heavily on my body.
At first it was pleasant, but then I started to feel suffocated.
“Lucas, would you mind shifting your body over? You’re squashing me.” Lucas rolled over and sighed. I wasn’t sure how I felt about this encounter. I mean, I wasn’t looking to hook up with anyone. I felt awkward.
“How are you doing?” Lucas asked.
“Oh, fine. That was great.” I was feeling antsy. “I think I’m going to go shower.”
“Want company?”
“Um, no. I'd like to be by myself.” I wasn’t acting like a woman who just had her best sex ever. I kind of wanted Lucas to leave now. We had a great time, but I didn't like to talk or cuddle after a sexual encounter. My base needs were satisfied. Maybe that was selfish?
“Oh, okay.” Lucas looked shocked. “I’ll just get dressed and head out.” He didn’t look too happy.
“Leave your phone number, so I can call you. I just need a little time by myself.” I was trying to be nice.
“Yeah, I get it. I’ll leave it in the kitchen.”
“I’ll walk you out, so I can lock up. I had a great time Lucas.”
“Me too,” he said. I saw him to the door, but we didn’t kiss goodbye. “See you later?”
“I’ll call you.” I said.
I had no idea what time it was. The falling snow made everything darker. I didn’t feel guilt for asking Lucas to go. His cabin wasn’t that far. I just wanted me time. I ran a hot shower and soaped up hair and body. The hot water felt so good. It had been a long time since I felt this relaxed. I put on a fresh pair of cranberry red flannel pjs and walked into the kitchen. A fresh bourbon cocktail was in order to celebrate my celibacy being over and my control on my emotions. I was so burnt by the last man I just did not want to attach to any man on a serious level. I picked up by drink and went to stoke the fire. A little more Christmas music and I picked up my novel. I was sucked into the past.
Hungry animals woke me from my nap. I had fallen asleep on the couch. I really need a clock in here. Maybe not. I liked not knowing what time of day it was. I had no schedule. Nothing I needed to do. Heaven. I could live like this every day. I got up from my nest and tripped over 3 hungry cats. Pandora is more patient. She waited like a lady for her food. Each cat must have its own bowl and be separated. Spoiled, I know. Birds okay. Check. Alright now what? What time is it? I checked my phone, luckily it still had some power. Midnight. I looked out the living room windows the snow was deep. Light reflected through the trees from a full moon. Everything glittered. It was so beautiful. My own personal Christmas postcard.
Now I wasn’t tired, I felt fresh and energized. No TV. I looked at the phone number laying on the counter. Should I try giving Lucas a call. Well, he probably would think it was a booty call. I guess it would be.
I put the phone to my ear and heard it ring. I was surprised I had cell phone reception. “Hello?” said a sleepy voice. It was a woman. I disconnected the call immediately. I felt humiliated and embarrassed. How dare Lucas leave my bed and then have another woman in his. My face felt as red as my Pajamas. I sipped my cocktail and tried to calm down. Lucas wasn’t my property. We just met. I had no right to feel like I did, but I did. Who had answered the phone? Just then my phone rang, I saw it was Lucas’s number. Should I answer? Don’t be afraid I said to myself.
“Hello.” I said quietly.
“Cora, its Lucas. Di
d you just call? Is everything all right?” He sounded concerned.
“Yes, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to call so late. I was just up and…” I could think of nothing to say. “Uhhh, someone answered your phone. A woman.” Silence from the other end.
“That was my sister. She has been visiting me for a couple of days. Did you need help with anything?” Lucas’s voice sounded husky.
“I need you now preferably.” My breathing was a little shallow.
“I’m on my way.” Said Lucas
About 20 minutes later there was a knock on my door. “Hey there.” I said opening the door.
“How ya doing?” replied Lucas coming inside. His hands were behind his back. “I brought you an early Christmas present.” Slowly he brought his hands in front of him. “Massage oil. I happen to be very good at massages.” He grinned slyly.
“Who said I needed a massage?” I was starting to flush again.
“Why would a woman call a man at midnight if she didn’t?” he replied. “let’s go to the bedroom. I want to light some candles and get you situated.” I followed Lucas, I had no self control. I brought extra candles also. I want the lighting to be just right for relaxation. We probably should lock the animals out of the room. We don’t want to risk fire by a candle being knocked over accidentally. I just followed his lead. What else could I possibly do. Lucas put the candles strategically around the moonlit room. You could hear the frigid river roaring outside the cracked window. He adjusted the bedcovers and laid a plaid blanket across the bed. He turned up the thermostat to warm the room.
“Are you ready?’ Lucas asked.
“For what?” I replied.
“The best massage of your life.” He seemed so serious.
“I can’t pass that up.”
“Lay down on the bed, face down. Take your clothes off first.”
“What about you and your clothes?”
He was already stripping. I could only stare. I started to take my PJs off and felt, I don’t know what I felt. I climbed up on the bed naked and lay face down. I couldn’t look at Lucas. I could hear Lucas making preparations behind me. He climbed the mini staircase to the bed. “I’m going to warm the Lavender massage oil in my hands first and start with your shoulders and neck.” I felt two warm slippery hands on the top of my neck, sliding down to my shoulders, kneading the muscles near the scapula. I was already dying. More oiled hands pressing into the muscles near my spine. Deep tissue massage. I tried to breathe. “Remember to breathe in and out deeply” said Lucas.
Lucas continued down my back kneading with circular motions. More lavender oil. He reached my tailbone area and circled his hands to grip my ass in smooth slippery oil. “You have the sexiest Ass, I’m going to give it a good work out.” Did this refer to massage or what? I found out what Swedish massage was in relation to my Ass. I would be sore for days. He dug deeply into the muscles with firm hands. I felt his hands slide down to the back of my thighs, rubbing the oil into my skin. Massaging and stroking. Hands went down and pressed hard on the muscles in my calves, digging deeper. I almost screamed, the muscles were so tight. More oil for my feet. I felt liquid, have I said that before?
“Lucas that was amazing, I have never had a massage like that.” I could hardly speak.
“Spread your legs. Now. We’ll try this from a new angle.” I spread my legs and Lucas was kneeling between them. I felt slippery fingers move into me. Massaging. I inhaled sharply at the sensation. Lucas had 2 large fingers sliding in and out touching me, driving me over the edge. I tried to spread my legs even wider wanting him. “Lift your ass!” I did what he said and felt the pillows sliding under my stomach. Lucas was behind me grabbing my hips with both hands. “Hold still, don’t move.” He was breathing heavily. I could feel him just touching my opening. He wasn’t waiting. He plunged into me so deep, so hard. I gasped as he continued with long hard deep thrusts. I was panting, moaning feeling myself on that ocean wave of climax again. Suddenly, he pulled out and pushed himself into my ASS. I did scream and come at the same time. Lucas groaned and collapsed on top of my slippery body.
“Oh my God. What was that. That was amazing.” I gasped. Totally fulfilled.
“I leave tomorrow.” Lucas replied completely out of breath.
“Shit.” Was all I could think.
Lucas stayed the night. I slept deeply. In the morning when I awoke I smelled fresh dark roast coffee. It was in a ceramic white mug with blue snowflakes. Lucas had left it on the bedside table. There was a Christmas card setting under the mug. I propped up on my pillows took my first sip of Ambrosia and looked at the card. It was a vintage Christmas card with glitter. It showed a cabin surrounded by snow and evergreen trees. I loved it. I love anything vintage. Lucas had written a short note on the inside of the card.
“Happy Holidays and Merry Christmas.” I have enjoyed our time together! I need to see to the needs of my ranch in Sisters. I will try to come back in a few days. I have left you some early Christmas presents under the tree. I would like you to open one present every day for the next seven days. You may wonder where I would get Christmas presents already. I have my ways. I smiled.
I got up after enjoying a blissful half hour in bed sipping coffee and looking out the window at the new day. Sun was slanting across the trees and snow. The air was sharp and crisp. I went into the kitchen to start breakfast and feed my pets. I needed to take Pandora out for a morning bathroom break. I boiled a couple of eggs and made some cinnamon toast. More coffee. I changed into some warm wool clothing and grabbed a leash for Pandora. We headed out of the cabin as the sun was high. I left the door unlocked. There were only a few people around in the glade. I wondered who my other neighbors were. Pandora and I started down the same path I had taken with Lucas as we went to get the Christmas tree. We had a quick pace going and were almost to the glade when I tripped over a tree root and hit the ground hard.
“Fuck!” My ankle had twisted under me as I fell. Pandora came up to my face whining. She started to lick my face in sympathy. I tried to stand and fell back into the snow. “Christ Jesus!” I exclaimed. The pain was sharp through my ankle and I couldn’t stand. Now what, I felt like crying. There was no Lucas to rescue me. I just stayed where I was sitting in a cold snow bank. A few tears were leaking through my eyelids. Then I heard it. Some other dog barking in the distance. Pandora was on alert. She did not look worried. “Who is it girl? Are we safe?” I couldn’t help but ask her out loud. More barking. I just sat and waited.
CHAPTER FOUR
A golden lab bounded down the path and stopped just short of Pandora and myself sitting in the snow. The dog looked friendly enough with a lopsided grin and tongue hanging out while panting. “Hello, anyone there?” I heard a male voice calling. It wasn’t Lucas. I was a little afraid to be sitting in the snow with a twisted ankle and a strange man and dog on the path before me. I didn’t speak. A man came around the corner to join the dog. He was a little taller than me and dressed in a plaid wool coat of forest greens and browns. He had a bright blue woolen cap pulled over his head with a bit of red hair peeping out. I also noticed his face seemed to sport a red beard. Jeans and sensible snow boots . “Whoa, are you hurt? My name is Samuel and this is my dog Honey. Can I help you?” Samuel seemed concerned. Authentic. What was I going to do? Sit here in the snow until Lucas came back?
“Hi, I’m Cora and this is my dog Pandora. I slipped and twisted my ankle. I’m having trouble getting back up. It really is quite painful.” I grimaced as I tried to put some weight on it. I am not sure what to do?”
“I am staying over at the Mckenzie River Cabins for the season. Could I help you? We could go to my cabin and call someone? Samuel seemed sincere. I had to laugh. “What’s so funny.” Samuel looked worried.
“I am staying there also, what cabin are you in?” I was feeling slightly more comfortable.
“I’m staying in Cabin #2 with Honey, we love it here.” Said Samuel.
“I’m staying in Cabin #1 with
Pandora and various other pets. I would be so grateful if you could help us back.” I said.
Samuel had a look of concern on his face, “do you think you can lean on me? We can go slow. If you need to go to a clinic I can drive you there.”
“Thank you so much Samuel, I really appreciate your help.” Samuel leaned down to help me up. Pandora licked his face lovingly. She is intuitive about men. Her trust is what I rely on. I limped back leaning heavily on Samuel. He smelled lovely. Wool, the outdoors and Lavender. We made it down the path through the woods. My cabin looked even more like home. I was happy to see some tendrils of smoke still coming from the chimney. I opened the door and Samuel helped me inside. The dogs ran enthusiastically around our legs. The cats scattered frantically and the parakeets started chirping. “Owwww.” I gasped as I accidentally put weight on my ankle.
“You need to soak that ankle, probably your whole body. Do you have some Epsom salts?”
“In the bathroom under the sink. There’s some Lavender essential oil also to add to the bath if you don’t mind?” I heard the bath filling and the scent of lavender wafting out on the steam. I hopped to the bathroom, bumping into Samuel on the way.
“Careful, you don’t want to fall.” Samuel said as he grabbed my arms to hold me steady. “You take care of yourself and relax. I’ll take care of the animals.” I couldn’t believe how trusting I was becoming. I turned towards the bath, shut the door and locked it. I let my clothes fall to the ground and climbed slowly into the hot tub. I inhaled the steamy lavender and slid into the tub. I closed my eyes and breathed deeply.
“Cora, would you like a glass of wine? I would be happy to open a bottle of your preference and bring it in to you. I could also help with the animals, they seem hungry.”
“Samuel , I would really appreciate your help. My ankle feels really sore.”