Trace of Innocence | Sweet and Sour (Book 4)

Chapter 73

(No Control | Holding Me Ransom - 73 - Keep You Next To Me)

As we're walking back to my car from Costa Coffee I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket. Assuming it's Kendall again I feel a twinge of annoyance, but when I open the message it's from Mum:

Jess's present has been delivered. It's at the side of the garage in the shadows so as long as you don't dawdle on the driveway when you get back she shouldn't notice it.

I fire a quick thanks back and usher Jess quickly into the warmth of the house as soon as we arrive home, under the pretext of feeling chilly. She doesn't suspect a thing. As we're shrugging our coats off in the hallway I can't resist pulling her to me for a sneaky little kiss, just because I'm feeling giddy and loved up and ridiculously nervous about tomorrow. 

We enjoy an amazing Christmas Eve dinner of steak in a red wine jus, courtesy of Mum, and then head into the lounge with homemade mince pies and mulled wine for a game of Scrabble, a Christmas Eve carol service playing quietly in the background. When Jess disappears to the bathroom for a minute I take the opportunity to dart outside and scan the brand new, shiny BMW that is parked next to Robin's Range Rover. I'm so excited about this present, but also a little worried that she will think it's too much. And don't even get me started on the house key and the moving in question. I've already decided I'm keeping it back from the other presents that are now sitting under the tree. It's terrifying enough asking her, never mind in front of an audience.

We all stay up until just past midnight to wish each other a merry Christmas, and then Mum bids us goodnight as she is planning on getting up early to prepare the turkey. Gemma and Robin stay up for another mulled wine but Jess and I head up to bed too, both of us unable to contain our yawns as we climb the stairs and I shut the bedroom door behind us. The second we're alone however, I feel a twinge in my pants that has nothing to do with nerves about tomorrow and everything to do with watching my incredibly hot girlfriend sliding her jeans down her legs to reveal a pair of red satin knickers that are just begging to be removed slowly. She catches me staring at her and giggles as I sit down next to her and push her back onto the bed, climbing on top of her and kissing her neck. 

"What are you doing?" she murmurs, and I can hear the grin in her voice as she slides her arms around me.

"What the fuck did you expect?" I whisper, pulling back momentarily to look into her eyes as she scoops my hair back from my face and holds it behind my head like a ponytail. I sit up and she lets go of my hair, freeing her arms so I can pull her jumper off to reveal a matching red satin bra that accentuates the gentle curve of her breasts. "You look fucking incredible," I breathe.

"You don't look so bad yourself," she whispers back, reaching for my tshirt and tugging it up. I whip it off and let it drop to the floor, leaning down towards her again as her fingers skate over my chest and my lips find hers. She unbuttons my jeans and I have to break our kiss while I tug them down impatiently, taking my boxers with them and hurrying to nestle between her legs again as she wriggles under the covers. I dip my fingertips inside the cup of her bra, grazing her nipple and tensing my groin muscles as I feel it harden at my touch. I reach behind her to remove the bra altogether, taking her nipple in my mouth as she whimpers softly in my ear and reaches down to touch my dick. She strokes me slowly, running her thumb over my tip every so often, just how she knows I like it. I roll her other nipple between my fingers as she squirms beneath me and then slip my hand between her legs and pull her knickers down her thighs. She moans again as I slip one, then two fingers inside her. Her hips twitch involuntarily and she moves her hand up and down faster; I'm getting close now. I move my own fingers to match her pace and with her free hand she grabs the back of my head, winding her fingers into my hair and holding me in place.