Heartbroken

Love

The following two months were quite alright. Maybe even better than just alright. Stevie and Lindsey couldn't get enough of Lynn, Taylor finally felt like he was home and Alice too was getting a long with her older brother much better. Over those eight weeks, Lindsey was allowed to stay the night only a handful of times. When Stevie said she wanted to take things slow, she meant every word. On the bright side, they were addressing their problem, usually getting into an argument, but also resolving things one by one. She was a lot more comfortable around him, learning to trust him again. They enjoyed spending time together and he even sneaked a kiss here and there.

Christmas came all too quickly, for the first time Stevie wasn't prepared as every other year, but that was understandable and no one expected one of her lavish parties to be thrown. No, she wasn't going to do it this time. Stevie planned to have lovely dinner with Lindsey and the kids, but Barbara insisted on all of them coming over. Lindsey was rather hesitant, he knew that her family thought highly of him despite everything that had happened, but they weren't married and he felt he would be completely out of place. Stevie told him to shut up and stop being stupid, and that he was going.

After dinner and when presents were opened, Stevie thought it was time to go home, but Alice and especially Lynn had a different idea. "Mommy, can we stay?"

"We already stayed longer than we planned."

"No, can we stay over night?"

"Maybe some other time, Alice. Your grandma had a lot to do cooking us dinner and wrapping all the presents, we wouldn't want to exhaust her more."

"It's okay, Stephanie." Barbara said. "They can stay."

Stevie looked at Taylor. "What about Lynn? I doubt she's been without you before?"

"You know what, Mom? Alice, Lynn and I are going to spend the night here and you and Dad go. We'll be fine."

"That's right, you still have a good few hours left of Christmas, the kids will be alright with us and you with Lindsey do something together."

Stevie hadn't mentioned anything about trying to work things out with Lindsey, but she didn't really have to since her parents have been around the two for their whole lives. "But call me if anything, okay?"

"Don't worry about it." Barbara said, giving her daughter and Lindsey a hug. 

They said their goodbyes to Jess, the kids and their granddaughter, and went out the door. They hadn't really been alone yet and she wasn't sure how it was going to go. Things had been going really well, considering, but would Lindsey expect anything? Or would he just say goodnight and go to bed? She decided that she was overthinking and what will happen, will happen naturally. 

"Do you want anything? I'm making myself a cup of coffee." Lindsey said once they were back.

"Isn't it a little late for coffee?" He shrugged and Stevie nodded. "Make me one too. I'll go clean my face off makeup."

About twenty minutes later, Stevie came down, looking refreshed and in her nightgown already, as Lindsey was flipping through channels, sitting on the couch. "Your coffee got cold."

"It's fine." She took a sip and sat cross-legged next to him. "I don't think there's a big chance you'll find anything good on."

"Do you suggest sitting in silence is better?"

"Well... we can talk."

"Alright." Lindsey turned off the TV and put the remote on the coffee table. "Talk."

Stevie just stared back at him and started laughing. "You can't just force a conversation."

"You said everything on TV was boring."

"Do you think I'm beautiful?" She suddenly asked and he wasn't sure if that was a serious question. "I mean, not in stage clothes and with makeup and hair done, but like this. When my face is bare and I'm in my nightgown."

"You always are to me, Steph. You shouldn't even have to ask that." 

"I completely lost confidence in myself after we divorced. I thought that if the man who I've been married to for over ten years lost interest, how can someone else think I'm worth something?"

"You shouldn't doubt yourself like that. Stevie, you are beautiful. Most importantly you're a beautiful person."

"I haven't had one relationship after you."

"Nobody said you had to be in a relationship."

"I haven't even slept with anyone."

"Are you serious?"

"Yes, it's been three years. By your reaction, I take it, you have though."

"Well, yeah, but they meant nothing. It was just sex."

"I didn't want just sex. Making love to a person who's your everything and having sex for a release are two very different things and I'm not one bit interested in the latter."

"So, if you don't fall in love again, you're never going to have sex? Like... ever again?"

"I could go and look around in a sex shop." 

"Oh my God!"

She laughed making him too after the initial shock. "I didn't mean that."

"I hope not, it sure would make for an interesting headline."   

"I could get Karen go for me."

"Stevie, you're not buying sex toys!"

"This conversation just got so ridiculous."

"I know! Can we please move on?"

They fell silent, Lindsey's hand dangerously close to her exposed thigh. God, he wanted to touch her... But she would probably get really mad, he thought and ditched the idea, only to feel her taking his hand and placing his palm on her thigh. He swallowed uneasily, locking their eyes, as she brought his hand in between her legs, spreading them apart. He felt the heat and her arousal after he got over the fact she was naked. Before anything, he had to make sure this was what she needed. 

She pulled her hand away, leaving him on his own. He slowly began moving his fingers up and down to her entrance, coating his fingers with her wetness, as he then brought them to her clit and started messaging it. Her eyes shut right away, her mouth slightly agape. He added pressure, circling her bud, and fastened up then slowed down again, making her gyrate her hips. Very carefully, he slipped one finger inside her, causing her to yelp. After all this time he still knew her body perfectly, knowing exactly how to and where to touch her. He added his thumb to stimulate her as he slid in another finger. It didn't take long before she climaxed, her moaning causing his pants to tighten even more. 

"Come to bed with me." She took him by the hand, giving him no other choice but to follow. 

She pushed him down to sit on the bed as she stood in between his legs, taking his face in her hands and giving him a long kiss for a thank you. She parted their lips and reach for the hem of his shirt, pulling it over his head. He undid his belt and stood up for long enough to take off his jeans. Her eyes naturally wandered, admiring him, feeling both excited and a little anxious. He too helped her out of her nightie, leaving her completely exposed to his stare. She caught him by surprise, as she knelt in front of him, pushing at his stomach with one hand to lay down. She took him in her hand, giving him a few slow strokes, before she took the tip into her mouth. She swirled her tongue around him, then slid his full length in, making low noises, causing him to shake already. She picked up her pace, using her hand as well. He gently tugged at her hair, but she didn't stop, bringing him to an orgasm, as she swallowed every last drop. He sat up, capturing her lips for a fierce kiss, letting her know just how fantastic that felt. 

She climbed onto the bed, welcoming his weight on top of her, thinking just how right this felt. Remembering what she said earlier, he entered her almost too slowly, giving her all the time she needed to adjust. It was agony for him moving at such a low pace, but he didn't care about himself, this was for her. It didn't intensify once, as he made her writhe under him, making her cry out actual tears when she tightened around him and then her muscles relaxed, as he came within her moments later.

"That..." She began, caressing the side of his face with her hand. "...was making love to a person who's your everything."