Alexander waited up for Tegan’s call on Sunday. Finally the phone rang at about one in the morning. He quickly answered, and was relieved to hear her voice.
“So you made it okay?” He asked her, stating the obvious.
“Yes. I made a few stops, so we could all stretch our legs; I had forgotten what a long, boring drive it is. Then the kids were too ‘jazzed up’ to sleep, so I had to wait until they were in bed, and then my parents wanted to stay up to chat for a while. They don’t stay up very late anymore, though, since they’re getting on in years.”
“I miss you,” Alexander said simply.
“I miss you too,” Tegan replied, with a small sigh. “But I’m already looking forward to being able to spend a whole week with you. Have you made any plans for us yet?”
Alexander chuckled softly, “Yes, but you’re not getting to hear about them until you call me next Monday morning. Suffice it to say that I think you’ll be pleased.”
“Okay then. I guess I’ll say ‘good-night’…and Merry Christmas again, Alex.”
“Merry Christmas to you, honey, and see you soon.”
Their week apart flew by, and at last it was Monday morning, and Tegan waved to her kids, as they drove away with their dad, for their second Christmas celebration of the season. Katie had spent some time over the past week, trying to get her mom to talk about what was bothering her…what was causing her to be so pre-occupied lately. Tegan had managed to turn aside her daughter’s concerns, but she was wondering how long it would be before she would be exposed to her kids as a “wanton woman”, who met a man just for sex, on a monthly basis.
“Betcha they don’t cover THAT in those stupid ‘abstinence-based’ programs at their school!” Tegan had said to Patti, while they chatted over the phone late Sunday night.
Once Alexander had told her where they were going for the weekend at the end of their week together, and to pack something to wear to try out cross-country skiing, she got really excited about the mini-vacation, and not just for the excellent sex she expected. Alexander said he had never tried cross-country skiing, and the fact that he wanted to try new things with her, even out of bed, was a good sign that their relationship might have a chance to grow. She packed hurriedly, since the cab was already on its way to her house. She had felt like a piece of cargo then, being left at the commuter lot by the cabbie, then picked up by Alexander, right after the cab left.
He had stowed her things in the trunk, next to his, and then given her a quick kiss, then they got into his car, and he drove them to his condo, where they unloaded her two duffle bags, and got into the elevator up to his floor. Since it was traditional for him to grope her on the elevator, he didn’t disappoint her. A few sweaty moments later, he picked her bags up off the floor, and she tried to hold her blouse closed under her coat, while he carried her things to his condo.
Once in his place, he turned to her, dropped her bags, and she flew into his arms. Clothing was ripped off, as they both worked single-mindedly towards the same goal. Once they were almost naked, he surprised her by picking her up and carrying her, kissing her all the way, to his bedroom, and then he sat on his bed and lay back to let her have her way with him. She kissed him, licking and sucking on his tongue, then she trailed her tongue down his scratchy neck, to his chest. She made wet circles on his chest, as she paid special attention to his sensitive nipples, then she began to work her way down lower, to his flat abdomen, then she licked at him through his now impossibly-tight briefs, and he moaned his impatience at her slow movements.
She smiled up at him then, “You’re not in a hurry, are you? After all, we have plenty of time, this time.” She teased him by rubbing him now, then leaning over to lick at him again, while he repeatedly lifted his butt off the bed, trying to get her to strip him.
Finally she moved herself in-between his legs, and she carefully pulled his last vestige of clothing off, and his rampant erection sprang into her face. She laughed then, enjoying the power she felt over this strong man, as she grasped him at the root, and lowered her mouth over him, hearing him gasp with pleasure. She devoured him then, running wet kisses up and down the length of him, then taking him in her mouth and swallowing hard, then she repeated each movement, again and again, until he groaned and said, “No, Tegan, I want to be in you, in your sweet body.”
Then he gently pulled her up, and she quickly rolled the condom he handed to her, onto him, then put her thighs on either side of his hips, and eased herself down onto him. They both completely lost control now, as she rolled her hips, and felt herself spasm each time he thrust himself forward to come to the end of her. The position they were in made his thrusts so deep, that there was no place else for him to go, but still he pushed himself into her, then withdrew slightly, then pushed his hips forward again. She drew herself up, and leaned backwards, and he pulled at her nipples, rolling them between his fingers, and blasts of light played on the back of her eyelids, and she screamed out her pleasure, as over and over again, he felt her muscles squeezing him, while she quivered. With one last massive thrust of his hips, he pushed so far in that she was sure she would taste him in her throat, and he shouted incoherently, as he felt himself explode into her. Once again, her waves of pleasure combined with his, and he knew that it must be possible for men to have multiple orgasms, as he trembled and held tightly to the one woman who could take anything he wanted to give, and multiply it and give it back to him. Then they both collapsed, and were almost unconscious, as they gasped for breath, and felt their bodies quiver from the total release of tension.
“Wow!” Tegan whispered, when her breathing finally allowed her to speak again. She had collapsed in top of him, and she now rolled to the one side, as he tied off the condom, then wrapped her in his arms.
He smiled, as he picked his head up to kiss the top of hers, then fell back onto his pillow. “Wow is right! Just when I think it can’t possibly get any better between us, it does. I don’t know how it keeps happening, but I sincerely hope it continues.”
She picked her head up off of his chest now, to look him in the eye, “Aren’t you afraid that it might kill us?”
“Nah, we’re both in good shape,” he smiled mischievously at her, adding, “For our ages. Besides, what a way to go! The mortician would never be able to wipe the smile off of our faces!”
She laughed, “And if they couldn’t separate us, they’d never find a coffin, or oven big enough to slide us both into!”
Then she rested her head back down on him, and they lay content in each other’s arms, enjoying the afterglow from their reunion.
They were both quiet, enjoying the beauty of the fields covered in snow, as they drove out to their cabin in the woods on Friday. Each was reliving in their minds their favorite moments of the past few days, with time spent merely enjoying each other’s company while talking, interspersed with passionate encounters that were off the Richter scale in making the earth move. Alex had shown her the list he had made up, of all of the pieces of his furniture they had already used in their love-making, and they had purposed involved all of the rest, so that he could truthfully say they had screwed on every surface that he owned. The futon by the fireplace, and the Jacuzzi were two of their favorites, as was the massive waterbed that Tegan had taken to referring to as “the gymnasium”, for the amount of positions he had taken her in while on it.
On New Year’s Eve, they had exchanged gifts, and not surprisingly, most of them contributed to sexual enjoyment. She had given him two pairs of silk boxers, since she said she wanted to lick him through them, and they were classier than the gym shorts he usually wore when he had to answer the door to pay for their food deliveries. He had given her a silk peignoir set, this one in black, since he liked the contrast with her white skin so much.
She had also given him two different scents of massage oil, and the massages that she gave him were part of the gift, she explained. For his part, Alex had to admit to her that, as in strip clubs, he had always chafed at not being able to act on his erection when he was getting a massage. She laughed and told him that as long as he got his massages from her, that wasn’t a problem! And he had turned the tables on her then, and did such a thorough job relaxing her, that she fell asleep in the middle of the afternoon.
He had taken that opportunity to do a quick check of the messages on his answering machine, and unexpectedly, he was pleased that there wasn’t anything there that either couldn’t either be taken care of by someone else in his office, or couldn’t wait until the following Monday, when he would be back at work. He had sat back in the chair in his office, feeling only a deep sense of contentment and happiness. No constant urges to drive himself to achieve, just peace and relaxation. And he shook his head in wonderment, then went to lie down next to the woman who was responsible for this welcome change in himself.
They had also given each other books: she had given him some best-sellers involving international intrigue, since she thought an alpha-man like him might enjoy reading about men as driven as he was. He gave her a book of erotic short stories that he insisted she read out-loud to him, while he made their breakfast the next morning. They had both gotten so excited, that he burned the toast and the bacon was crunchy, but it didn’t matter. Nothing bothered either one of them, as long as they were together.
New Year’s Eve had been a wonderful night, even more so than usual. They had both worn their new silk lingerie, and sipped champagne and danced to many different kinds of music while they waited for their dinner to be delivered. Then after they ate, they enjoyed some coffee, and Alex fulfilled his fantasy of stripping Tegan naked and smearing the cream puff’s whipped cream all over her, so he could lick it off. Not to be outdone, she did the same to his most sensitive body part, and they had almost missed the fireworks, they were so involved with making explosions of their own.
To read more of Tegan and Alejandro's relationship, click on Reyes 1/2 tab above. This book starts the series. And however you plan to spend this holiday season, be sure to tell those you love how you feel about them. Just as the ancient folks feared that the sun would never come back, the end of the year can feel depressing to many. Knowing that someone loves you is always a gift. Merry Christmas to all!