Chapter 14
Chapter Fourteen
Tannen
Glad I caught myself before I just came right out and told her the truth. I’m not about to let her go. She’s mine. There is no way her worry is founded in any reality.
“What, um, well, if I…that is, how many…?”
“Go ahead. Ask your question, Peach.”
“If I, um, put you in my mouth, will it be safe? I mean…”
Safe. “Yes! Absolutely. I won’t just shove it in and choke you with it. I won’t let it go too far in.”
“What? No! That’s not…is that a thing, choking on…it? I meant…how many people have you been with? How many other women have…?”
Understanding dawns and I take her face in my fingers so she has no other option but to look at me.
“You want to know how many pussies this cock has been buried in?”
She snarls her nose up at the idea and I can feel how tense she is throughout her whole body. She would bolt if I let her go.
“None.”
Her brows draw down and a crease grows between her eyes as a frown blooms on her face.
“None? Who do you think I am? None. Don’t lie to me and tell me what you think will get me to…”
“I have never been with anyone before. I’ve never fucked anyone.”
“That’s not possible.”
This time it’s my eyebrows that are getting a workout as they shoot up so much I’m afraid they’re part of my hairline now.
“Why is that impossible? You’ve never been with anyone either.”
“Yeah, but you're hot and sexy and older and…hot.”
“Just because someone thinks I’m hot doesn’t mean I have to do anything about it. I’m not going to sleep with just anybody.” But her. I should probably keep that to myself for now since I’m fairly certain it will freak her out. “So, now that you know I’ve not been with anyone, do we have a deal?”
“A deal?”
“You can see and play with me, and I can see and play with you?”
“I…what if I don’t want to, um, let you…?” She waves her hand over her lap.
“What if you don’t want me to eat you?” She nods. “Then we’ll stop at just looking or looking and touching. We’ll only go as far as you are comfortable with.”
“How? How will we do any of it with our moms right across the hall? I would die if they found out or heard anything.”
“IF you agree, we’ll start tonight. They won’t bother us after we all go to sleep and I’ll lock the door so they can’t even try to get in. If you get too loud, I’ll cover your mouth with my hand.”
“I…I don’t know.”
“You can think about it. You don’t have to make a decision right away, Peach.” I take her face between my hands, so I know she is listening to me and hears what I have to say, “I won’t ever push you to make a decision like this fast or without thinking things through. Just let me know so we can lock the door tonight.”
She gives me a nod and I let her go. It’s what I have to do if I want to keep her. She needs time to figure out if what she wants is me because once I put my mouth on her…I won’t ever be letting her go. Once I sink deep into her tight little pussy, she’s as good as married to me. And that will be happening as well if she agrees to this bargain.
We spend the day playing games with the moms and getting ready for Christmas Eve and Christmas. It’s still snowing off and on but not as bad as yesterday or last night. I bring in more wood for all the fireplaces before coming in and finding Marley. I catch her in the kitchen laughing while helping the moms make dinner. I come up behind her and wrap my arms around her causing her to yelp and try to jolt out of my grasp.
I don’t think so little runner. Not this time. I’ve let her grow and have time, but now her time has run out. She’s mine. I run my hands up under the bottom of her sweater and place my cold hands on her warm skin.
“Sweet heavens, your hands are freezing, Tannen.”
I bury my face in her neck and take in her sweet scent. “You look tired, sweetheart.”
She turns her head so she can stare into my eyes. It brings our mouths very close to one another.
“You… think I look tired, like bags-under-my-eyes-I-look-like-shit tired?”
“No, baby, like you’ve had a couple of long nights and need a nap. You look amazing as fuck. And you smell fucking delicious.” I bury my face back in her neck and drag in her scent before meeting her eyes again.
“The moms are going to realize something is up with all this whispering and…stuff.”
We both turn to look at the moms but they are on the other side of the room with their heads together…whispering like we are.
“How do you know they just won’t think we’ve reconnected and are friends again?”
“Because, um, well…friends don’t hug like this?” It comes out as more of a question than an absolute. Her eyes turn up to me asking for confirmation.
“Yes, they do, especially when one of them is taller than the other one.” I feel compelled to tell her it’s alright. Whatever we do is always going to be alright.
We both turn to check on the moms who are still whispering, still up to something. “See. Totally normal.”
After supper and clean up, we all go to the living room to hang out by the fire and read or play more games. I pull Marley over onto me with her head in my lap and play with her strawberry blonde hair while she reads one of her romance books on her Kindle. At first, she is stiff and noticeably uncomfortable but she slowly starts to relax and eventually drifts off.
“Bless her heart, did she not sleep well last night, Tannen?” My mom asks me, momentarily halting my fingers.
“Our fire got low late in the night and woke us both up.”
“Oh, I hate that! I can never go back to sleep after I wake up like that - early in the morning. Do you remember that one hotel we stayed at in New Orleans, Kate?”
As the two moms start to reminisce with one another, I go back to rubbing Marley’s shoulder and playing with her silky hair. After thirty more minutes, her mom looks over at me.
“Do you want me to wake her and take her upstairs, Tannen, so you don’t have to sit with her on top of you?”
“I don’t mind her resting on me at all, Ruby. She’s fine and when we’re ready to go to bed, I’ll carry her upstairs.”
“Aww, you are such a sweet boy, Tannen.”
“He’s going to make some lucky lady very happy, Ruby.” Kate winks at Ruby and Ruby returns the wink before they go back to what they were doing.
Eventually, I carry Marley up to bed just like I said I would. She wakes up halfway up the stairs.
“What…?”
“Bedtime, baby.”