“I couldn’t sleep after you got up. You’re my personal heater.” She laughs, snagging my coffee cup off the counter.
“Anyway, it’s Christmas Eve. We have lots of cookies to bake.” Only Ember would cook a shit ton of cookies for two people, just because it’s Christmas.
I pick our plates up and set them on the small kitchen table that’s placed next to the big bay window. I’m going to chain the door shut and never let her leave.
“I can’t believe it’s already Christmas... it feels like it was just Halloween. It’s been almost two months since I first saw you.” It’s been the best two months of my fucking life. I feel like a king laying my head next to hers at night. I can’t tell you how many times I thought of giving up and her blue eyes gave me the only fucking hope I could ever need.
“I know it hasn’t been long baby, but fuck, I love you so much. I don’t know what I would be without you.” Her eyes well with tears and she smiles, “Deep conversation over breakfast huh?” Laughing, I peck her lips and finish eating.
We spend the day outside with Deacon, playing Frisbee and exploring the area. There’s a hot tub on the back deck that I plan on getting Ember in as soon as it gets dark out. I’m dying to be inside her. I’m sitting in the rocking chair on the porch when she comes through the door with a beer, handing it to me and taking a seat in my lap.
“Whatcha thinking about?” She asks.
“Just life baby. I’m thinking about never leaving here. Spending all of our days in bed and watching Netflix. I could be happy with that.” She laughs, “If only, if only. We should warm the hot tub up soon. I’ll reheat the gumbo.”
We make our way inside, fix left overs and sit in front of the TV. I’d rather spend all the boring time in the world with her rather than something exciting with anyone else. It’s all the small things in life that I cherish with her. Call me a pussy, but it is what it is. You haven’t had all the years of marriage and babies and all the shit you wished for all your fucking life with the girl of your dreams.
“You know? I’m feeling sorta tired. I think I’ll go take a bubble bath and read for a while.” She says, rising from the couch. She pecks a kiss to my lips and walks off towards the bedroom.
“Sure baby, I’m gonna watch a few more episodes and I’ll be there.” I tell her, glancing up from the tv.
Ember
My stomach is in knots as I walk towards the bathroom, my courage slowly slipping. Hale isn’t the only one with a surprise gift up his sleeve. When he told me he was taking me away for the Christmas holiday I was shocked and I immediately called B, freaking out. I had no idea what to get him that would blow his mind. She promptly picked me up and together we headed straight to Victoria’s Secret. After hours of trying on various pieces of “lingerie” and a pair of “fuck me” heels (as B likes to call them) I finally had the perfect present for Hale. I know how fond of lace he is and that’s exactly why I just made the excuse of being tired, so I could put this on and surprise him. I dig through my overnight bag and pull out the signature pink bag and the heels and walk to the bathroom. I take my time washing my body and making sure I’m smooth everywhere. Stepping from the shower I rub the body lotion over my body and step into the red lace teddy, smoothing the lace against my body. I slip my feet into the heels and check my hair in the mirror. Wow. The difference lingerie does. I poke my head through the door and check for Hale. No sign of him, perfect.
“Hale, could you come see me for a second?” I shut the door quickly, locking it shut behind me. I hear his footsteps as he walks into the room.
“Yeah?” He says through the door. The knob jiggles as he tries to open it. I bite my lip to hold the giggle in that’s ready to burst free.
“Give me a sec, I’ll be out in just a min!” I yell through the door and take one last look in the mirror as I hear him sit on the bed. I cut the light off before opening the door and stepping out into the dimly lit room. Hale looks up from his phone as he hears my heels click against the floor and his jaw drops. I stop my strut right in front of him and his face is still a mask of shock, like he can’t quite believe that I would be the one to do this. When we were teenagers? No. I’m a grown ass woman and there’s nothing like seeing your man’s jaw drop when you strut your stuff in front of him. It gives me a power I never knew that I had. He tosses his phone to the side and his eyes never leave mine. He yanks me forward and my body falls on top of his own. Seconds later I’m on my back with my legs wrapped around his waist, those fuck me heels digging into his back. He slams his mouth down onto mine, almost painfully, but the perfect type of pain. We’re lost in a frenzy and for once he’s not treating me like a breakable doll. He’s normally a mask of control at all times, but as his hands travel the length of my body, pulling at the teddy, I know he’s let it go.
“Fuck Ember, what is this?” He asks, trailing his lips down my neck. I feel him latch onto my skin and suck it into his mouth, leaving a mark. Jesus. Remind me to apply for a credit card at this place. I’m sick of being treated like I could shatter. I push his shoulders back and roll him onto his back until I’m straddling his hips. Groaning, I rock against his cock that pushes against the lace that’s soaked through. I look down at his face and see the hunger in his eyes. He lunges for me, and rips the lace from my body. I choke on a gasp as he says, “Sorry baby, I’ll buy you another. Fuck we’re making a trip there before we get home and I’ll shut the place down.” He can barely get the words out without stopping to kiss or lick a spot on my body. He takes my nipple into his mouth, and the sensation causes me to cry out. They feel hypersensitive, probably with need for him. He trails his tongue down my stomach and brings his hands to my hips as he begins to devour my pussy like a man starved. My hands latch onto his hair and pull him against my body. Suddenly his lips are gone and he pulls back from my body. He goes to lay on the bed and pulls me above him.
“Sit on my face, Ember, and ride me. Grab the headboard and don’t fucking stop until I tell you to.” He tells me, lifting me clean off the bed and positions me above him. My hands fly to the headboard as his tongue dips inside me. My head drops back against my shoulders as I feel his fingers dig into my hips. My hips grind against his face in a rocking motion that he leads. Even in a position like this he still has total control over my body. It’s not long before I’m exploding over him, my orgasm taking over my body like I’m possessed. Never once does he stop, instead he says, “Again” against my skin, his voice vibrating against my heat that’s already sensitive with the orgasm that just tore through my body. His teeth nip at my clit and the shivers run down my spine. I feel the pleasure build again as his fingers slide inside me, and he sucks my clit into his mouth. I feel his fingers slide back lower to the spot he’s never touched. The feel of his beard against my thighs causes a burn so delicious, I’m falling over the edge. I almost feel like I’m going to black out, my vision gets blurry as his name leaves my lips.
“Jesus Fuck Ember,” he growls against me as I ride the aftershocks. When my body finally comes back down, I collapse against the bed. I feel like a giant blob after that, but Hale doesn’t pause as he pulls me to him, taking my mouth.
“I know this is for me baby and I hope I just showed you just how fucking much I loved it. You are the most beautiful thing to walk this whole fucking planet Ember Ann.” I bring my lips to his, sliding my tongue inside his mouth as he rises up on his knees. He grabs a pillow and pulls away, “On your hands and knees.” God I feel like I could cum just from this controlling filthy mouth he has. He always makes love to me, treating my body like a temple, but this is even better. I hope he can tell how much it turns me on. I immediately drop to my knees and he slides the pillow underneath my hips, bringing me higher. His hands dig into my hips and I feel his lips against my spine, kissing a line down towards my ass as he brings his hand down on my cheek. The sound of his hand against my flesh rings out and I look over my shoulder at him. He has a small grin on his face with an expression as if he’s making sure it’s okay. Slowly I bite my lip and nod my head. I don’t even know who I am right now, but I love it. I love the dirty girl he’s bringing out of me. Grasping my hips he yanks me back against him and I feel him hard against me. My pussy’s dripping, I can feel it against my thighs. He slowly slides inside of me and I clamp down around him, drawing a groan from him. His body comes down on top of mine and he drops his forehead against my shoulder. Pulling back he slides out and powers back inside. I cry out as he reaches a spot inside me he’s never been. It’s never been this way, never this good. Sitting back up he pulls my hips back to meet his as he pounds inside me. I feel his hands tighten as he thrusts inside my body. Gripping the sheets inside my fist, I rise up on my hands and push back against him as he thrusts in deep.