Chapter 20

Chapter Twenty

Tannen

I watch as Marley helps my mom pour the pumpkin filling into the graham cracker crusts before gently placing both pies in the oven to bake. Whatever she says makes my mom laugh and her mom faux-swat her arm.

Every time I call Mom, she’s always talking about Ruby and Marley and what they’ve been doing, books they’ve shared together, funny stories or jokes they’ve told her. It makes me wonder if my mom has been lonely while I’ve been away. She never lets on that she is and is always upbeat and positive when I’ve talked to her, but still...I can't help but wonder.

“Let’s start the cookies for Santa…and us.”

I smile at my mom. It’s one of our traditions despite the fact I’ve not been a kid in a long, long time. Mom never stopped bringing the magic of Christmas to the season despite me growing older. That’s something I’ve missed, being away at school.

As soon as the first batch of cookies go in, I’ve made a plan. A plan I intend to set into motion Christmas Day. “Mom, can I talk to you for a second upstairs.”

My mom looks a little shocked but gives me a happy nod. “I’ll be back, you two. Don’t taste test the cookies without me.”

We eat in the living room around the tree laughing together when the lights flicker on. All of us cheer and clap and smile as every Christmas light my mom owns comes on and lights up the room with their warm glow. We stay up for longer than we probably should drinking eggnog and telling stories and laughing. By the time we go upstairs, I’m more certain of my plan than ever. It’s the right thing to do.

I lead her up the stairs and to our room where I should leave her alone enough for her to use the shower, but I can’t. I give her arm a gentle tug as I sit on the bed.

“Why don’t you come here and sit with me?”

“Sit with you?” She gives me a guarded look. “Is…everything alright? Is your mom okay?”

“Yeah. She’s happy everyone is over her celebrating with her. I think she’s been lonely a little bit. It was one of the reasons I wanted to talk to her. To kind of apologize for not realizing it until now.”

“That’s the sweetest…most wonderful thing I’ve ever heard. I bet that made her year.”

“She seemed pretty happy.”

I keep pulling until she comes to stand in front of me. She has to step across my knees to keep standing, but she’s still not close enough. Eventually, I pull her into my lap. “You know what I was thinking downstairs - well, actually I’ve been thinking about it since we were playing out in the snow?”

“What?”

“Well, I was thinking we didn’t get a lot of practice kissing last night,” I pull her close by cupping her ass, “on these lips anyway.”

She gasps and her cheeks bloom into a pretty shade of pink as she looks so deep into my eyes, I swear she can see my soul.

“I think we should fix that, don’t you, baby.”

I keep massaging her ass in her leggings.

“Practice? Kissing?”

I nod for her but I’m slightly distracted. “Marley, are you wearing underwear?”

She curls her lips in and shyly shakes her head no. “When we came back in, I…,”

I cut her off by growling and shoving my hand down the back of those stretchy pants she’s always wearing and telling me how comfortable they are. She yelps and tries to pull forward but it’s right into me. My hand finds bare skin and another groan rumples up out of my chest. I can’t hold back any longer and take her mouth with mine.

She tries to speak around me but that just gives me the opportunity to slip my tongue inside. She kisses back and her arms come up to wrap around me as our bodies meld together.

“Tannen,” She half moans my name as her body glides over mine. She’s not asking for anything or telling me something. She’s just saying my name in that sweet, breathless way that makes my dick stand at attention.

I run the other hand down the other side of her pants so that both beautiful, biteable globes are in my hands. And it is a perfect fit.

“Come on, Peach. Ride this dick like there is nothing between us.”

She whimpers but her hips dance over mine in the sexiest undulation I have ever seen -and I’ve watched my fair share of porn when I was younger.

“That’s right, baby. Rub against it. Spread those lips and hug up around my cock.”

I knead her ass spreading her apart so she can do exactly what I tell her. When I hit her just right, she gasps, and her head falls backward. Her strawberry blonde hair drapes over my arms as I start to move with her.

“Tannen! Tannen, please.”

I yank my hands out of her pants and pull her sweater up over her head. Our eyes meet and she gives me a little shoulder shrug. Apparently, my Peach didn’t put any underwear back on, including her bra. I tsk her before my mouth settles into a wicked grin.

“Naughty little girl. I think I’m going to have to spank you again.”

“It wasn’t so bad last time.” I pop her on the butt for being a cheeky little thing while my heart delights at the fact she was turned on last time. I kind of guessed but hearing her say it was a special gift I didn’t realize I wanted.

When I lean forward it’s to put her tightly rucked nipple in my mouth as I work my hands back down her leggings again. This time, I don’t just massage her ass, I let my fingers go exploring. And they come away drenched. She’s not just a little excited. My Peach is horny as fuck.

“I really, really hope you don’t like these pants, baby.”

“Why?”

“Because I’m going to rip them the fuck off you.”

“Oh God! I could just…take them…Tannen!”

I slip my finger into her tight entrance and kiss away the yelp that falls out of her mouth. Her body goes still and my heart is in my throat waiting for her to tell me to keep going or that I’ve gone too far. When her nails sink into my shoulders and her back bows so that her beautiful breasts are pushed closer, I have my answer but still I ask.

“Are you alright, baby? Is this okay?”

She lets out a garbled exclamation before breaking apart for me. Her tight pussy sucks at my finger the same way her mouth sucked my cock last night. I pull my finger away because she goes limp as soon as her peak is over and it’s far too tempting for me to keep pushing through.

I gather her into my arms and quickly strip her and myself. When she feels the air on her bare skin her eyes open. “Wh…what are you doing?”

“Eating dessert,” I tell her simply. “If nothing else and you need to sleep I can at least look at your pretty body while I jack off. If you don’t mind.”

“I’m…I’m not that sleepy.” Her words have my brow rising.

“Really? Does that mean you want me to have my dessert? Does that mean you are ready to go a little further?”

“A little further?”

“Mmm, seeing you, feeling you slide up and down on me and that little pussy begging for me makes me wonder, Peach. Do you want me to be your first?”

“First?”

“First…lover?” And last if I have my way. But that’s for another time. Right now I have to focus on what Marley wants.

“Are you asking me…if…I want you to, um, make l…have s…what are you asking?”

She had it right the first time. I kiss her mouth and skim my hand down her body. I nuzzle into her neck and whisper in her ear, “Do you want to be each other’s first lovers? Do you want me to break that tiny little pussy open and form it to my cock and only my cock? Do you want to be the woman who wets my dick so that I smell like you every time I walk…or move. Do you want me to paint that little pussy white, Peach?”

“Yes.” Her answer isn’t loud, but it is firm and unwavering. “I want that, Tannen.”

“Yeah, me too. First, I’m going to eat this little treat and after I’ve made you feel like you could touch heaven a time or two, I’m going to mold your pussy so that it fits only my dick, Peach. You understand.”

She nods for me. I kiss down her body making sure to place open-mouthed appreciation all along the soft swells of her breasts and under them while I hold them with both of my hands. I finally latch onto her hard little pebble and flick it back and forth with my tongue, causing her to let a surprised yelp out as both of her hands sink into my hair. She’s not just accepting of my touch as she guides my head closer to her, wanting it, and somehow that makes all of this so much different from how it was last night. Last night we were both unsure, groping around in the dark so to speak, but now…I’m more certain than ever that I’m not going to give Marley up, that I will do whatever it takes to have her fall in love with me. And she…wants me.

This isn’t experimentation or a need to know. This is wanting it to be me just like I want it to be her. It might not be love for her just yet, but it’s a good start. One I plan to build on.