Let it Snow

by Suzan Butler, Emily Ryan-Davis, Cari Quinn, Vivienne Westlake, Sadie Haller, Holley Trent

  "I don't know whether to thank that birdie, or give all his shoes to Gounod."

  Finn chuckled. "Okay, love, one last thing before you put my condom on. Are you wet, or do we need lube?"

  "Believe it or not, I'm totally wet."

  "Show me." Mac flushed, but dipped a finger inside and held it in front of him. He opened his mouth and she slipped her wet finger in. Finn moaned as he sucked her finger clean before releasing it. She was killing him. "Honey, I sure like the taste of things to come. Condom, please."

  Mac opened the packet and removed the condom before kneeling beside Finn. She rolled it onto his cock and winked, looking pleased with herself when she was done. "There."

  "Good girl. Whenever you're ready." She shifted so she had one knee either side of Finn's body. It took all his concentration to stay perfectly still while he watched Mac struggle with her task "Colour, Mac?"

  "Greenish Yellow?"

  "Okay. Not a standard response, but we'll go with it. We're on your time, baby. No hurry."

  "Oh, we're in a hurry, pal. I want my feckin' orgasms, dammit."

  "Alrighty, then." Finn watched Mac briefly close her eyes before reaching down and grasping the base of his cock. She held it steady as she positioned herself so the tip was touching her entrance. "Colour?"

  "I'm surprisingly green."

  Finn watched Mac's pussy swallow his cock one agonising inch at a time. He fought his need for control, his arms rigidly at his sides, bullet clenched in his fist. The minute she bottomed out, he had the vibrator on and positioned over her clit.

  ***

  "I'm going to come, I'm going to come..." The bullet buzzed against her clit and Mac let out a low moan as her world exploded in a kaleidoscope of colour.

  "Two more, baby."

  Mac leaned forward, placing her hands on Finn's chest for support as she undulated her hips to increase the pressure of the vibrator on her clit. The pleasure built again and she whined as her pelvis jerked uncontrollably.

  "There you go, sweetheart. Last one."

  Mac wasn't sure she had another in her. She didn't think she'd come so hard in her life. Maybe there was something to this whole orgasm deferral thing.

  Finn's eyes twinkled. "Honey, if you can think, I'm not doing my job properly."

  The speed of the vibrator increased and she was completely overwhelmed by the sensation. "Stop, stop, stop, please stop. I can't take any more."

  ***

  Finn immediately killed the vibrator and replaced his hands at his sides. His first instinct was to pull Mac off him, but he was terrified that touching her would be worse than leaving her be, so he remained perfectly still. "Colour, love?"

  "Yellow."

  "Good. What do you need?"

  "I need a hug"

  "Okay. Do you want to climb off me first?"

  "No. I'm okay. Actually, I like how you feel inside me. I just couldn't take another orgasm."

  "In that case, how about you lay yourself down on my chest and I'll give you that hug. You can have the last orgasm another time."

  Mac lay down with her right cheek resting on Finn's chest. He wrapped his arms around her back and tilted his head forward to kiss the top of her head.

  "What about you?" Mac asked.

  "What about me?"

  "You must be going nuts, being inside me and not coming."

  "I'm fine. I am so proud of you right now, I could burst."

  "I'm proud of me too."

  "Good girl. Are you ready for sleep now?"

  "Almost. I want you to come inside me first."

  "That's thoughtful of you, sweetness, but—"

  "Please, Finn. I want to try more. I'm feeling really brave right now, even without feeling insanely needy. Like you keep saying, I've got safewords."

  Finn let Mac go and set his hands back at his sides. "You're in charge."

  "In that case, please put your hands on my hips and take control."

  "Honey, I don't want to take any chances with you."

  "I'm asking you to. I'm being clear in what I want. Please?"

  Finn knew he wouldn't last long, and he was grateful. Maybe this wasn't a bad idea. After all, he and Sully had been after her to push her boundaries. "Alright. You have your safewords, but I want you to keep your hands on mine and pull on them if you need me to let go of you."

  "Okay."

  Finn started with his hands on Mac's knees and slid them up her legs until they rested on her hips. Mac put her hands over them and squeezed. "You can hold them harder than that."

  "You told me I was in control. This is how it's going to be. This time. Eyes on me." Finn fixed his eyes on Mac's as he held her hips still and gently pumped himself in and out of her body. With a wicked smile, she began clenching her inner muscles and it was all over. His hands tightened on her hips and he thrust wildly, finally holding her hard to him as his orgasm subsided.

  As sanity returned, Finn realised what he'd done and tried to pull his hands from Mac's hips. "Baby, I'm so sorry."

  Mac grinned and held his hands in place for a moment before letting go and laying back down on his chest. "There's nothing to be sorry for. It was wonderful and amazing."

  "Honey, you didn't come."

  "No, not this time. But after those first two orgasms, I don't feel deprived. I think it might even be better that I didn't. The last time a man was inside me I didn't come either. For obvious reasons. Apparently, not only can I have sex, it doesn't have to be wrapped in an orgasm for me to enjoy it."

  "Did you really enjoy it?"

  "Yeah. I did. I think I might want to do that again, really soon."

  "I may need a little recovery time. You blew more than my mind, love."

  "Good."

  Finn knew sex wasn't always going to go so smoothly, but this first time being such a success had him cautiously optimistic about their future. There was still a plethora of sexual land mines to navigate, and for the short-term, they would have a detailed plan for each sexual encounter, even though it would not be part of a scene. That fucker did a good job of tainting sex and bondage for Mac. Perhaps one day, they'd get her to a point where she could handle being restrained and maybe even during sex, he mused. Slow down and deal with sex first.

  Mac's voice brought him out of his head. "You're thinking awfully hard. What's the matter?"

  "Just thinking about the future."

  "Anything you'd care to share with me?"

  "Sure. I was thinking about sex."

  "Mmmm. What about it?"

  "That we're going to have lots more of it, but we need to be prepared for issues to come up, and accept them as part of the process. We'll have to explore and experiment in order to establish your limits. While what we just shared was incredible, neither of us will be satisfied with what we did tonight being the only dish on the menu."

  "I know, and I trust you."

  "That means everything to me, baby. I need to get rid of this condom before we have a problem. Can you please lift off slowly?" Finn slipped his hand between their bodies and held the condom in place as Mac raised herself up and over to Finn's side. "I'll be back in just a minute, sweetheart. You stay put. I'll bring a nice warm cloth to clean you up.

  ***

  Mac had barely started her second cup of tea before Finn resurrected their discussion of Christmas plans.

  "We agreed that you'd give me an answer this morning."

  "You don't let anything go, do you?"

  "Nope. A deferral is the best you can hope for. So?"

  After so much upheaval in her life lately, Mac was tempted to escape it by continuing her solo Christmas routine. However, deep down she knew it would be a disaster. She felt safe and alive when she was with Finn. Being home alone, at best made her feel numb. "I guess I'll be hunting and gathering dessert."

  "Excellent. Last concert tonight. I'll miss having you play with Dominant Cord, but lucky for me, I can play w
ith you any time I like, day or night. Finn waggled his eyebrows and stole a kiss.

  Chapter Thirteen

  Mac slipped out of Finn's bed. She had to get away and think. She grabbed her robe and slipped it on as she tip-toed from the room. Tea. She'd ruminate over a quiet cup of tea.

  Gounod wove between her feet as she put the kettle on. She absently bent and picked him up, as she scratched beneath his chin. "What do you think, little brat?"

  "I don't know what he thinks, but I'm thinking, why aren't you in bed where you belong?"

  Mac nearly dropped the cat as she spun to face Finn. "I couldn't sleep."

  "Apparently. What's wrong, love?"

  "Probably final concert adrenalin pumping through my veins."

  "Sit down." Mac did as she was told and Finn took a seat next to her. "Let's try again. What's wrong?"

  "I don't know. I feel all mixed up. One minute I'm happy and life's great, the next, I feel like I'm making a huge mistake and my world is going to explode. We're done with the Christmas concerts and I don't know why I'm still here."

  "Sweetheart, you're here because that's what we both want. This is between you and me on a personal level. The only way this connects professionally is how we met. I know you're scared. You've got all kinds of good reasons to be, but we're working on them. Together."

  "I don't know. I keep feeling like I should go home."

  Finn laid a hand over Mac's. "What do you have waiting for you there?"

  "My life."

  "Tell me what that life has that you can't have here?"

  "Control. I have no control here."

  "You have all the control, love. Nothing happens you don't want. You may give me your power, but you can take it away with a single word. You've proven that."

  "No, I mean, at home, my life was ordered exactly how I like it."

  "Really? You still haven't answered me. What does that life have that you can't have here?"

  "Fuck, I don't know. I just want to run away to where I feel safe."

  "What makes that life more safe than this one?"

  Mac was irritated. He was worse than a bloody shrink with all this probing. "I don't know. Stop asking me these questions. I just want to run away."

  "Honey, you've been on your own for a really long time. You've only ever had Sully to rely on, and I suspect you didn't lean on him nearly enough. Being alone is what you're used to, so that's what makes you feel comfortable and safe. I get that.

  "This is pretty scary for me too. It's been a long time since I've committed to more than a scene or two and some sex. You're the first person I've been serious about since I lost my wife. When we first got together, you were worried about me running from you. Look at me. I'm right here, Mac, and I'm not leaving. Give us a chance and stay. Please?"

  Mac looked at Finn, a tear trickling down her cheek. "You're right, I'm terrified. What if this doesn't work out? What if you come to hate me?"

  Finn wiped the tear away. "Then we deal. No more borrowing trouble."

  "I don't know if I can do this, Finn."

  "I'm not asking you to do this. I'm only asking you to try."

  Mac nodded and Finn pulled her into his lap, wrapping his arms around her. "Let me take you back to bed. We're both exhausted. Things will look better in the morning."

  Chapter Fourteen

  Finn trailed a finger down Mac's back. "Santa comes tonight."

  "I just bet he does."

  After her emotional upheaval the previous night, Finn was glad to see she'd regained some spunk. "Careful, or he might not let you come with him."

  "Sorry Santa."

  "You just might be." Finn cupped Mac's face in his hand. "Remember when I asked you to go steady and you asked if you get to wear my class ring?"

  "Yeah, you said, 'Something like that,' as I recall."

  He released her face and took her hand. In it, he placed the small box he'd been holding behind his back. "Mac. Will you wear my something like a class ring?"

  She looked down at the box in her hand and opened it to reveal a gold chain with a heart-shaped padlock and keys. She looked at Finn, her eyes filled with tears. "This is a lot more serious than a class ring."

  "Yes, it is. I love you, Mac." Finn leaned in and kissed her. "Will you wear it? Please?"

  "I can't believe you love me."

  "Of course I love you. What's not to believe. You're sweet, and beautiful, and sexy and you keep my dick hard just by being in the general vicinity, you are a talented musician, and you make me so very, very happy."

  "But—"

  "Enough with the self-doubt. Will you wear it?"

  "Of course I'll wear it."

  Finn took the chain from the box and placed it around Mac's neck. He kissed her as he clicked the lock in place. "I think you may be paying for making me wait like that when you already knew your answer."

  "In what currency?"

  "Oh, you are awfully feisty this Christmas Eve."

  "I'm excited. It's time for Santa to open a gift from his sub."

  Mac ran out of the room and returned moments later sporting a Santa hat and carrying an exquisitely wrapped box. "Here."

  Finn took the box and untied the ribbon.

  "Hurry up."

  "Patience, elf. It's my present and I will open it in my own time." He picked at the tape and carefully removed the paper. It was too lovely to tear, especially since it came from his first gift from Mac. He already planned to use it next time he gave her a present. He wasn't embarrassed to be sentimental about such things.

  He opened the lid. Inside lay a set of black leather wrist and ankle cuffs inlaid with little red hearts. He looked up at Mac and cocked an eyebrow.

  "Okay, so it's kind of a twist on how a guy buys a woman lingerie, but it's really a present for him."

  "You need to be absolutely clear with me about what these mean, love, because there is no room for error."

  "I want you to restrain me while we have every kind of sex."

  "Honey, we've only just started having sex of any kind. Yes, it's been going fabulously, and I'm all for you pushing your boundaries, but don't you think it's a little soon to be adding bondage and exotic flavours to the menu?"

  "I need to try. If I can do this, then everything else should be a walk in the park, don't you think?"

  "No. I don't think. I'm not saying no to trying this, but you need to understand that conquering something near the top of your scary list doesn't mean that everything below it will no longer be scary or a potential issue."

  "Yeah, I get that. I suppose, I'm a little high from all my successes and maybe letting them go to my head."

  "I want you to celebrate every success you have in whatever way works for you. Just know that I'll be here when I think you need a voice of reason."

  "Does this mean we can try?"

  "Yes, but in addition to your safewords, you're going to hold a ball in each hand. If either ball drops, its the same as saying red. Everything stops and I get you free. Clear?"

  "Clear."

  "Safewords?"

  Yellow for a minute or to make a change, red to bail."

  "Good. And the added safety feature?"

  "If I drop either ball, it's the same as saying red."

  "Good girl. When I get upstairs, I want to see you laying on your back, and naked on the bed. I want your arms above your head and your legs spread wide. You've got five minutes. Go."

  He wondered if she realised her real Christmas gift to him was her trust. Now he had to go upstairs and not fuck it up. No pressure.

  ***

  Mac mostly obeyed Finn's order. She lay naked and splayed on his bed, but she kept bringing a hand to her neck so she could fondle her collar. She knew that's what it was, and she intended to get him to call it that before the night was out. What a crazy month it'd been. She felt almost like Jack in the box. Each revolution of the handle conquered another fear. She wondere
d if this would be the revolution where the top popped open and she sprung out. Free.

  "While you aren't lying exactly as I told you, it is Christmas, and you are only disobeying to fondle your—"

  Mac didn't wait for him to use that silly euphemism again. "Collar. It's a collar and you can call it what it is. I won't suffer an attack of the vapours."

  "Yes, it's a collar. You like it?"

  "Very much."

  "Good. You may continue to fondle it until I am ready to cuff that wrist. In the meantime, here's how it's going to go. You'll stay on your back the whole time. I'm going to cuff you and clip you to the corners of the bed. I've decided I'm a bit peckish, so I'll be having a little Mac-snack. If all goes well, then I'll feed you some cock. When I've decided you've had enough, I'm going to slide my cock into your cunt for a while. The finale will be my cock in your ass while your pussy is full of Rabbit. You get to have an 'all you can come' night as your reward. Do you still want to try?"

  Mac didn't know how she could be so terrified and excited at the same time. She wanted to try, but even though she'd said all kinds of sex, she didn't think that Finn would plan an all inclusive buffet. And anal? She hadn't considered that one. Maybe Finn was right and she was being a little ambitious. "Yellow."

  "Okay, what do you need?"

  "I don't know about anal."

  "What don't you know?"

  "I'm scared. I know we do stuff that hurts, but it's a good hurt. Anal was a bad hurt."

  "Okay. Think back. Was it only anal that was a bad hurt, or did he hurt your pussy too?"

  "Both."

  "You trusted me not to hurt your pussy, and how's that working out for you?"

  Mac cocked her head slightly and shrugged. "Pretty good."

  "I'll take that. You have safewords and ball dropping as an added safety feature, right?"

  "Yeah."

  "So, do you think you can trust me enough to try? There's no wrong answer, love. I know you trust me. We're talking about one thing that scares you, and not trusting me with that right now is okay. You've already come such a long way in such a short time. Whatever you decide is perfect."