Under the Mistletoe (3 page)

I
bring one hand up to play with her nipple while we continue to kiss.  She
starts arching up into me driving me insane and has my sack so full, I feel
about ready to burst at the seams.

Realizing
she’s as ready as she ever will be, I thrust inside her.  As I gasp in
pleasure, she gasps in pain.  I stay still to let her get used to having me
were no one’s been before, “Move Gabe, please.”

I
take hold of Bree’s butt with one hand and bring her closer still; she wraps
her legs around my waist and starts to grind against me.

God,
I’m in heaven.
  I’m filling her to the hilt; she’s
so hot, wet and tight around my cock.  I’m sure the minute I pull out, and
thrust back into her, I’ll let fly.  “Fuck.  I’m holding on by a thread here.”

Feeling
Bree tightening her muscles inside her channel, has me so worked up, I start
thrusting faster.  Feeling my orgasm approach, I move my hand further over her
butt and slide my fingers between her cheeks.  Finding the small puckered hole,
I press lightly only to feel her pussy start to quiver around my eager cock,
sending me over into ecstasy as Bree’s orgasm goes on and on, squeezing every
drop of cum out of me.

Collapsing
on top of her with my cock still buried deep; I try to hold most of my weight
off the top of her.

With
my head still buried in her neck, I slowly withdraw.  She starts to tighten her
muscles around me, which drags a groan from somewhere deep; I start to harden
again.

Breathing
heavy, I roll on to my side bringing Bree with me into my arms, holding her tight,
never wanting to let her go.

I
can’t believe she’s here cuddled against me, my heart feels as though it’s
about to burst out of my chest.  I need to go slow with her though.  This time
I’m not prepared for her to walk out of my life again, like she did two years
ago.  If she hadn’t come home this year, I’d made my mind up to go to LA to
claim my woman.  She’s always been mine.  I just hope she feels the same way
about me.

Bree,
after about ten minutes of just lying cuddled with me, lifts her head and places
a kiss to my lips, “I want to stay with you.”  God the words I want to hear. 
You
can’t let her.

“I
want that too babe, but you can’t, at least not yet….  We need to get dressed
and head back.”

She
starts to move out of my arms, “Okay,” she says trying to hide her tears from
me.

Helping
her back into her nightshirt, I pull her into my arms and hold her real tight
as she sniffles into my chest.

“God
Bree, I don’t want to let you go.” 

“I
want to stay like this forever.”

Saying
nothing, because I can’t, I feel so choked up; I just take her by the hand and
lead her outside to my truck. 
Where the hell am I going to park when I get
her home?
  I don’t want her father to see us arrive back at this time of
night.

Parking
behind the barn, I go around the side to Bree and pick her up into my arms,
quickly trekking to the house with her wrapped in a blanket, tight against my
chest.

Back
in the kitchen, I pull her into my arms again, finding it really hard to let
her go, “Bree, you need to go back upstairs, and god knows I want you with me,
but we can’t have your parents wondering why you’re not in your bed.”

Sighing,
“I know.  I just want to sleep all night in your arms.”

“We’ll
work something out babe, I want that too…. Will you spend the day with me
tomorrow?  We can go to the Christmas tree farm and get a tree for my cabin.”

“I’d
love that.”

Leaning
down, I place a kiss on Bree’s head, “Go, before I decide to hell with it and
take you back to my cabin.”

Bree
pulls away from me, “Okay.  I’ll dream about you tonight,” she says, as she
heads back upstairs, leaving me wanting more, a hell of a lot more.

BREE

Walking
downstairs for breakfast, I can hear my Mom talking and a voice I don’t
recognize.  Then my Mom says Gabe’s name, he replies to the question, but
sounds – pissed – for want of a better word. 
What the hell is wrong with
him today?
 
Surely he isn’t regretting last night.

Last
night had been the most amazing night of my life.  I never expected anything to
happen between us both.  Oh I hoped, who wouldn’t, but wow.  All I want to do
is spend the rest of my time with Gabe, locked up in his cabin. 
Like that’s
going to happen, get real Bree
.  What the hell are we going to do now? 
Hopefully we’ll be able to talk today on our trip to the farm.

Turning
the corner into the kitchen, I zoom straight into Gabe, who’s sat at the table
frowning into his cup of coffee.  Lifting his head he catches sight of me, the
frown disappears as his eyes light up and he smiles.  “Morning, Bree.”

“Morning,
Gabe.  Are you ready to leave once I’ve had something to eat?”  I’m really
excited and looking forward to today and spending time with him.  I walk over
to my Mom giving her a hug “Morning, Mom.”

“Morning,
this is Zack, he’s the new Doctor.”  She says, pushing me in his direction. 
Hell
. 
My mother has a thing about wanting me married so I can be taken care of.  Out
of all my siblings I’m the most sensible.

I
watch Gabe from the corner of my eye and see him go all tense. 
Is he
jealous?
I hope he is, and then he’ll know how I felt when he had Tracy
here last night.  Then again, I really don’t want him to feel like that,
because it’s a horrid feeling.

I
hold my hand out, “Hi Zack, nice to meet you.”  Shaking his hand, he gives me a
gorgeous smile.  If it wasn’t for Gabe, I would probably be a puddle at his
feet.

“Bree,
it’s nice to meet you too.”  Zack says, lingering over the handshake before
letting me go.

I
turn slightly and realize Gabe really is getting pissed, so I walk over and
pull the chair out next to him.   Just about to sit down, my Mom puts my
breakfast in front of the seat next to Zack. 
Oh I don’t think so
.

With
a quick glance, I take the seat next to Gabe, probably closer than I should; I
lean over the table and pull my breakfast towards me watching my Mom frown.

“Did
I hear you say something about going out with Gabe?”  Mom asks.

“Yeah,
we’re going to the Christmas tree farm.  Hopefully, I can talk Gabe into
stopping for lunch.”

Laughing,
“Consider me talked into it.”

I
turn and smile at Gabe, “Yes.”  Going to put a spoon of breakfast into my
mouth, I see Zack looking between the two of us.

“I
was hoping you might want to go into town with Zack for lunch Bree.  He hasn’t
been in town long.  I told him, you would show him around.”

Feeling
Gabe tense up again, I slip my hand under the table and take hold of his,
lacing our fingers together. I squeeze his hand to offer reassurance.

“I’m
sorry Zack, but my Mom shouldn’t have said that without asking me first.”  I
say looking at my Mom.  “I’ve already made arrangements to go with Gabe today.”

I
push my plate away, having lost my appetite.  All I want to do is lean into
Gabe and have his arms around me.  As it is, we’re still holding hands under
the kitchen table, with Gabe rubbing his thumb up and down mine.

Mom
not giving up, “Why can’t you go with Gabe tomorrow?  He isn’t going anywhere.”

“There
isn’t a reason why, other than I made the arrangement with Gabe and I’ve been
really looking forward to it.”

I
turn back to Zack to try and explain, “I’m sorry Zack, but I’m not home that
often and I really want to spend today with Gabe.”

Getting
up from his chair, “It’s okay, I understand.”  Looking at Zack, I have the
feeling he really does.

“It’s
been nice meeting you both.”  Zack says as he’s on his way out, followed by
Mom, probably to apologies for her unwilling daughter.

While
Mom is outside talking to Zack, I turn to Gabe, “He knows.” 

He
brings our hands up and kisses my knuckles then releases my hand just as my Mom
comes back into the kitchen.

“Well
really, you didn’t have to be so rude.”

“Mom,
you shouldn’t have said I’d go out with him without asking me first.”

She
sits down opposite us, “He’s a really nice guy.  I can’t believe you’d refuse
him to go out with your brother.”

Sighing,
“Gabe isn’t my brother Mom.  I’m not listening to this anymore.” 
Why can’t
everything be simple?
  All I want is to spend the rest of my life with the
man sat beside me.

Standing
up from the table, I grab my coat, hat and gloves from the hooks by the door,
“Come on Gabe lets go.”

Walking
outside in front of Gabe to the barn where his truck is parked, all I can think
about is our situation; I just want to scream and run away with him.

Feeling
wicked, I put more of a sway into my step as I know damn well he’s behind me,
watching every move I make.  Pushing the barn doors open, I turn giving him a
saucy smile; I walk to the back of his truck waiting for him to follow me – knowing
he will.

As
he does, I grab hold of his jacket and pull him into me, wrapping my arms
around his neck.  He takes hold of my hips and lowers his face to mine.  I rise
up on my toes to meet his lips in a very hot, wet, carnal kiss.

He
sucks my tongue into his mouth.  I run my tongue around his while we keep our
lips locked together.  Groaning, we move closer together.  I’m so turned on and
just want him again and again. 
What the hell has he done to me?
  I
climb up him, wrapping my legs around his waist as he takes hold of my butt and
turns to hold me against his truck.  I can’t help, but grind against him.  He’s
hard as hell inside his jeans; I just want him inside me.

I
pull away from his mouth for much needed air, “I’ve craved your taste since the
minute I woke up.”

“I
couldn’t wait to see you this morning.  I think your Mom was surprised to see
me so early.  She didn’t say anything though.  I was pissed as hell when Zack
showed up.”

Gabe
seems to have come back to his senses, which is as well; I was seconds away
from begging him to take me.  He takes some deep breaths and steps slightly
away from me.

“I
could hear it in your voice when I was coming downstairs.”

“Let’s
get in the truck and get going, before someone else comes to try and take you
away from me.”

Gabe
pulls me around to the cab and helps me up into it, with his hands lingering on
my butt.

Pulling
out of the barn, he heads down the lane and out onto open country roads to the
Christmas tree farm.  Sitting beside him, I love the fact that he sounded so
pissed when another guy was around wanting my attention.  Maybe he won’t be
able to let me go on the twenty seventh, when I’m supposed to be heading back
to LA.  I would live in a barn for the rest of my life if it meant being with
him.

“You
okay Bree?”  Now we’re away from the house, I unclip and move to the seat
directly next to him.  I take hold of his hand and lace our fingers together. 
I put our hands in my lap and rest my head on his shoulder, “I am now.”

GABE

Seeing
the Christmas tree farm coming into view, Bree lifts her head, places a kiss
into the palm of my hand and moves back into the seat at the far side.

She
turns to look through the window so I can’t see her face, probably to swallow
back tears, “Bree, please don’t get upset babe.  I want to hold on to you too.”

She
takes a deep breath and turns back to me with tears in her eyes, not yet fallen,
“I know.”  Coming to a stop, I quickly squeeze her hand and climb out of the
truck.

Seeing
Bree taking in a lung full of air, “You like the smell of the trees?”  I ask,
walking to stand beside her.

“I
love the smell and it really gets me in the Christmas spirit…. Oh look, they
have a Christmas shop over there.  Can we go in before we leave?”

Laughing,
“Well, unless I want a naked tree, I guess we better visit the shop.”

Grinning,
“Come on lets go choose you the perfect tree.”

We
walk through the front row of trees, which Bree won’t let me look at; she leads
me deeper through them.  Slowing down, she waits for me to come up beside her. 
She slips her hand into mine, holding on tight, away from the crowds in the
lot, we continue to browse around looking for ‘the’ tree.

After
about five minutes we come to a stop in front of the perfect tree, “Hey, what
about this one?”

“It’s
great Gabe and would look good in your cabin.”  Bree moves closer to me and
wraps her arms around my waist, putting her head to my chest as I bring her in
close.  I just hold her with my chin resting on top of her head, looking at the
tree.  I feel so at peace when she’s in my arms.