Christmas Heartache (Celebration Series 1)

Chapter Eighteen- First Night

PG 13!! Defo. you've been warned. If your parents wouldn't read this aloud to you ...please don't read. Those of you 13 and over, happy days. ;-)

Having had a lovely time with Kath we thanked her and with great buzz of excitement, headed off home. I had a sense of the future being glossy and new. A real 'new book' feel. Something that had been seriously missing for too long.



Dave and I had laughed and quietly stolen kisses all afternoon. Tom and Jessie had been excited at the thought of Dave's suggestion of visiting his place for the night. We called home and picked up some things. I had been quietly excited at the suggestion myself. Tom and Jessie had settled into a bedroom suite each for the night, and decided that there wasn't a better time to watch The Hobbit, than Christmas night.



Dave had sneekily encouraged the children to sit up the front of the home theatre room as it was a 'better view', although I was quietly convinced that the view from anywhere in the room was exactly the same, just great! "So, finally, I get you alone," Dave grinned at me from his chair.

"Ah," I whispered back as the opening scenes started to show, "Don't forget that I do have two children, and they are sitting not more than three metres from us, even though you have the volume at full surround sound. Which by the way I am really enjoying."

"Yeah, the agent that sold me the home said that you could seriously feel the vibrations through the floor from the sub woofers, but even I am impressed with how the sound track sounds."



As we had been talking Dave had worked out how to fold the arm of the chair between us away so that we had no obstacles between us, and I could lean into him. He wrapped an arm around me and he pushed his nose right up into my ear and whispered, "This is so good. Susie I do love you. That ring looks really good on you. Do you like it? Because if you don't, I am happy to get you something new."

By now he had found bare skin at my leg and had pushed my skirt up a little higher, I was pleased that the seats could recline, and I felt very comfortable and very loved.

"I know we have a lot of stuff to talk about, but the fact that we are together and you have agreed to marrying me is taking sometime to sink in. I thought, if it was ok, we could have a short engagement, I want you living here soon."

I nodded, "I don't see that there is any reason to prolong it," I turned to put my hands on either side of his face. "I really want to be with you Dave. You have been my sanity in my dreams, and now that I know you so well, I want you all the more. I can't believe it either." I smiled at him.

"I will organise it all. Don't you worry about it, But wondered if Valentines Day would be a great day to get married?" I thought it was a romantic idea, and the thought of him having organise it was such a relief, as I'd have my hands full with other things.

"I know we had a great time together the last time you were here, but," he seemed to hesitate, "I think it would be a good idea to wait to be together again until...until, you know, we are married, before I enjoy you again."

Now all the other stuff had flown by me in a flood. But that comment had me stunned. What are we horny teens, that needed to practise restraint? Well the horny part maybe, but really? That is something that I couldn't agree to. Here he was with his hands all over me and he wasn't going to follow through? My body was humming and heating up nicely thank you very much, and he wasn't going to take care of things? I pulled away from him, and sat up straight. The movie past with us saying very little after that.

As the credits started to roll, the children came by to kiss me goodnight, and commented on how much they enjoyed their night, and chorus' of 'see you in the morning'. I stood and turned to Dave, "Good night." I said it as civilly as I could, but it still sounded a little petty.



Dave reached out and caught my arm as I turned to head out. The funny thing was I had absolutely no idea where I was going, or what room I would sleep in. "Don't Susie. Please. I am sorry, it won't be easy for me either. I really want to be with you tonight and every night, but it is less than six weeks away, and I am sure that the anticipation will mean that we enjoy each other that much more."

I turned to him, feeling myself getting more and more angry with him. "Really? You just said that? We are not teenagers getting a lecture from our parents on restraint, saying it will be worth the wait. But the only reason the parents are saying that is fear. Fear that the wedding will be called off at the eleventh hour, fear that there will be an unwanted pregnancy, fear that they are too young to know their own mind, and waiting might help them to realise that they are not suited and walk away unhurt. No, I don't find I fit in any of those categories. So much for consultating on this one Dave. It is kind of a biggie. Did it occur to you that you might have thought to ask me instead of tell me?"

I waited. Dave looked disappointed but in no way seemed ready to change his mind. When I realised that, I shrugged and I asked him to show me what bed he would like me to sleep in.

I didn't wait expectantly at the door for a good night kiss I simply walked in and shut the door. Some start to our engagement. What was going on here? I sighed. I was probably letting my pride get the better of me. I told myself I needed to relax a bit more.



By the time I had got changed into little shorts and a singlet, I decided that I couldn't leave things like this with him. He may still be downstairs in the kitchen. I needed to find him and apologise.

If I had learnt anything from my first marriage, you should never let anger or misplaced pride get in the way of sleep, or better still... great sex, but Dave had made it perfectly clear that there would be none of that for the foreseeable future.

Scouting around downstairs and turning on as few lights as I could. I looked at the kitchen and entertaining area. The full moon was coming in through the sliding doors that were locked and shut for the night. The view down the beach was so restful. It was hard to believe that sometime soon I would be calling this place home. The children seemed more than happy here.

Starting up the wide staircase past the level the children were on, I went on up to the master bedroom level. Dave must be up here as I couldn't find him anywhere else. I cautiously walked up to the top of the stairs. When he wasn't in the living area, I started to doubt myself, maybe I shouldnt be here, he had made it clear that he didn't want to share his bed with me until we were married.

I heard a noise, a deep grunt, from the bedroom. I walked in through the door. The scene before me was only lit by moonlight. Dave had clearly been sitting on the end of the bed looking at the view, and then laid back. The moonlight bounced off his naked body, and one hand was around his aroused member. His hand was firmly taking charge and then there was a deep growl as his hips bucked clear off the bed into his hand.

His other arm was under his head with his eyes shut. The scene was just too hot. I was finding myself bring pulled between 'fight or flight' mode. But the heat and throbbing in me at seeing him on display and so aroused was more than I could turn away from. I had to have him, I needed him to take me, deep and hard. I wanted to feel it in the morning, carry it with me through the day.

Stepping into the room I decided not to talk, and felt like I was stepping into one of my own fantasies. Dropping my tshirt then little shorts as I walked in I feasted my eyes on his naked body laid out in front of me.

He was strong. His masculine body, his tattooed shoulder on ripped muscle was mouth watering, made all the better knowing that in him there was a heart of gold. The muscle that fascinated me was banded across the top of his hips and swung down to disappear into the light dusting of hair around his naval trekking to his erection, partly covered by his hand.

As I came alongside him he became aware of me and looked me full in the eye, freezing all movement. There was a flicker of shame before the next groan came and his hips moved with an involuntary shudder.

Wondering what to do, but desperately knowing I wanted to join him, I climbed on the bed, holding my breasts in each hand and leant over his face slightly. I spread my knees carefully on each side of his face, my throbbing centre needing release of its own, but I was getting so aroused seeing him take care of himself that I didn't want him to stop.

He grinned at me, reaching up with his free hand, not for my breast, but just my nipple. With a gentle roll and twist causing such sweet pleasure and pain right to my core, he pulled me to his mouth. His rhythm on himself picked up as I rocked on all fours with his mouth alternating sides, the pleasure and pain equation was increasing with more pain as he gently gnawed on my buds. I closed my eyes and they rolled back in my head, stars were painted on the inside of my eyelids as I came closer to orgasm.

My eyes startled open as I felt a flat hand land firm and hard on my core. When my eyes opened I realised that Dave had moved behind me. "Spread wider Susie." I groaned at the sound of his voice that drove me closer to climax.

His hand left me I wriggled my hips a little in disappointment, but then with a slightly harder hit he contacted me again. I moved forward a little and cried out in surprise. "Do you want me here? " He asked in a raspy, barely controlled tone. He hit me again. Every time he did I gasped at the onslaught of pleasure and pain that ripped through me, deep inside me. "Here? Or would you rather take me somewhere else? "

Just hearing him say that sent ripples of desire pulsing through me. His raw sexual energy driving us both to an inevitable but delicious conclusion. I felt a whisper of breath against me and realised he had laid himself down on the large bed between my legs and was looking up at me. He gripped my rear cheeks and pulled me down towards his mouth and he started to taste me. I gasped and felt alive.

Tears came unwanted to my eyes, and I was determined they would be unshed. What a lover Dave was. How had I got so lucky? He was straight forward and confident. He didn't shy away from experiences, even if unconventional, as long as I liked it. So even though I was uncomfortable saying things openly I wanted him to know how I felt, "ahh," it burst from me, as he firmly spread my lips with his hands and licked me in an unhurried way. "That is so, Ahh, I need you deeper Ohhh, more..."...As soon as I asked he slipped one, two then three thick fingers inside me. Now he hardly had to move as my hips pumped up and down, I needed the release, so close. I shuddered and held still as the climax hit me. I heard a deep chuckle from Dave and smiled. He took me by the hips, gently working me down his body. I settled down, ready to rest, but I realised Dave had lined up our pelvis'. Then before I knew it I was locked in his sexy gaze as he sank right the way into me, We stopped, my mouth and eyes caught round with surprise.

"Oh baby, I needed help with that like you wouldn't believe. Since in the home theatre room earlier, its been raging and you seem to be the only cure. Ride me? Hold yourself like before. it is so hot seeing you comfortable to work your own breasts."

I nearly looked away from the intensity of his gaze, but made myself hold it, as it transmitted love and care to me in waves like I'd never known before.
But then he moved. Spreading my cheeks with his hands, grabbing them to guide me, the sweet friction started to build, I leant forward and crashed my lips onto his. We explored each others mouths with openness being the very breath that kept the other going.

The rise up off his pelvis was worth the slight separating for the groan of pleasure we both gave when we crashed together again and the waves of our climax rode stronger and harder with each thrust. When we came Dave held his hips pushed up with all that glorious muscle tone doing unspeakably pleasant things to me, holding us close and at deep penetration.

We both held each other fast. Slowly but surely each muscle relaxed and we sank into each other, clinging on. I was stroking his cheek and he was running circles on my back. As my legs were still straddling him my feet crept under his thighs and straightened slowly, sliding the length of his body and locking us together. "So much for waiting till we're married beautiful lady." I sat up a little, at beautiful. Like he could see the disbelief reflected in my eyes from the moonlight, he chuckled, "You seriously can't doubt that. You are gorgeous. Your body with but preferrably without clothes, is stunning. I don't think I can be without you, even for six weeks. Move in with me. "

I grinned in the darkness, knowing he would probably hear it in my voice anyway, "Just want me for the sex ah?"

He paused, but when his answer came, I could hear he understood the joke. "Now that sex is hot. The stuff of fantasies." I heard his voice take on a more serious tone, "But you are all my best Christmas', and I've had a few, rolled into one, I can't believe I got this lucky tonight of all nights, and that I've talked you into making this your home."

He rolled me off him so he was looking down at me on my back, and we continued to dream and plan our lives together. He assured me he would take time to get to know each of the children better, and do everything in his power to make them feel welcome here.

Dave had clearly given all this far more thought than I realised. He thought for the childrens sake we should keep our home, possibly rent it out until the children were old enough to decide if they wanted to live there, possibly flat there with flatmates when they went to University.

My heart clenched at all he had considered for us, and I knew that the heartache I had known since Cams death would be no more. I wasn't delusional. I knew it would take time, and adjustment on everyone's part.

But I knew the love we shared was strong, unlike anything I'd known before and we'd work out whatever came our way.








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That is it for now. The END of this short christmas novella. There may be a second part to this novel, but I haven't yet decided. sorry if a few errors. 2 am my proof reading is not at its best.




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