Tied Up in Tinsel

by Amber Skyze

  “Do you know how sexy you look in this?” He moved his hand over the delicate fabric. Soft and silky under his skin.

  “I couldn’t resist.” She bit her lower lip.

  He melted when her hand wrapped around his hard cock. Snow fell outside; inside things were just heating up.

  “That’s it; take what you want from me, darlin’.”

  “I plan on it. All night long.”

  “I’m not going anywhere.” If she wanted him to spend the night, he’d do it. He’d hoped she’d want him to stay overnight, but he didn’t assume anything.

  William bent and grabbed a nipple between his lips. He sucked the nub, bringing it to a hardened state. When he released it, it was all perky. He did the same to the other one. Both were nice and hard.

  She leaned up and placed a kiss on his lips. “I’ve been waiting all day for a taste of you.”

  His heart swelled. It’d been way too long since a woman showed him so much affection. Normally he gave all the affection with none in return. To say he’d been taken advantage of a few times in life would be an understatement. Most women claimed it was because he was too nice. He’d been told he was too good to be true a few times. Hardly. He had his demons, only he didn’t take them out on others. The only thing William did was treat people the way he’d wanted to be treated.

  Her hand moved from his hard penis to his face. She cupped his cheeks. “Kiss me.”

  William closed his eyes and eased down. Their lips touched. Hers tasted like candy canes.

  “Yummy.” He lifted his head and tilted it to get a better looked at her.

  “Stop talking,” she said before capturing his lips.

  Her tongue moved over his threshold and into his waiting mouth. Their tongues sought each other.

  William struggled to hold the weight of his body with his arms. He eased his body down on hers, careful not to crush her. She wrapped the leg that was draped over the couch around his waist. The tip of his cock met with slickness. She was wet and ready for action. He longed to drive into her but refrained. He needed protection.

  Afraid to break the kiss, he let her have control over their next moves. She didn’t seem ready to end the kiss, and he was more than happy. He loved the taste of her. He reveled in the feel of her tongue in his mouth. Her hard nipples were pressed against his chest.

  Pure bliss.

  Patience removed her lips, leaving him breathless. “Dear God, Patience, you’re amazing.”

  “Grab a condom. I can’t wait any longer.”

  William did and quickly sheathed himself. He attempted to move down when she sat up and used her hand to push him down on the other side of the couch.

  He looked at her questioningly.

  “I want to be on top.”

  He fell back and lifted his arms. “By all means. Hop on up.”

  This night continued to take unexpected turns. Not that he minded. Just the opposite. If she wanted to climb up and ride him, who was he to argue? He’d take advantage of having her breasts right where he could reach them. He’d pinch those nipples and possibly rub that clit while she bounced up and down on his dick.

  Patience straddled him and hovered over his cock. She made a slow descent. William gripped his cock to help guide the way. When he felt the juices at her opening, he let go and gave her room to slide down.

  She did so with ease. When she reached halfway down, she pulled up, before sliding back down. She continued the up-and-down motions a few times until his cock was slick with her juice.

  Once he was fully coated, she moved in a steady tempo, rocking her hips and moaning each time she reached the end of his shaft. Her hands rested on his chest, and he admired the sight of her on top of him, riding his cock.

  He could easily explode from the scene playing out before him. He’d never seen anything so sexy in his life.

  Unable to resist touching her, he cupped her left breast in his hand. He used his forefinger and thumb to pinch the nipple.

  “Yes,” she cried. “Harder.”

  William obliged and pinched a little tighter. He didn’t want to hurt her, but he didn’t want to ignore her request either.

  “Slap my ass, William. Slap it hard.”

  William froze in disbelief.

  PATIENCE OPENED HER eyes when she realized William had come to a halt. She looked down at him and saw a look of what? Terror? Horror? Disgust? Had she disgusted him with her request?

  Son of a bitch. It was just like all the other times. In that moment she felt like the freak her ex claimed she was. Now William thought so too.

  “What did you just say?” he asked.

  “Huh? Nothing. I didn’t say anything. I was caught up in the moment and mumbling a bunch of things. Sorry.” She tried to move off him, but he moved his hands to her hips and held her in place.

  “No, I think I know what you said. I just wanted to make sure I heard you correctly.”

  “It’s nothing, I swear.” She turned her gaze from him. She couldn’t bear to see that look in his eyes.

  “Look, Patience. I’ve told you before I’m not like the others.”

  “I know.” She looked down at him. “You’re wonderful. Now I was on the verge of an orgasm before you decided to stop. Can we finish before I lose my mind?”

  She did not want to discuss this with him any longer. She’d pretend that she hadn’t requested him to spank her and go about the night. They were both in need of a good climax, and she refused to deny either of them. She’d deal with his disgust for her later.

  A smile formed on his face, and he rolled his hips so his cock plunged deep into her. That was what she craved. She wanted him to fuck her like there was no tomorrow, because for them there was most likely not.

  Patience leaned forward so her head was side by side with William’s. She kissed his shoulder, enjoying the feel of his hardness stretching the walls of her pussy. She closed her eyes and pretended they were happy and he didn’t consider her weird for her sexual requests.

  She lifted her ass up so he could drive harder into her. His cock rubbed along her channel, and she felt the stirrings of arousal working its way through her veins.

  He moved her hair from his face and kissed her neck. The tip of his tongue met with her ear and licked along the shell, causing chills. Goose bumps covered her skin.

  “I’m going to come,” she whispered.

  William didn’t say a word. He only held on to her hips tighter, continued licking her ear, and pumped into her as deep as her body would take him. He’d found the spot—the G-spot. As he pressed into it, she dived deep into oblivion. The walls of her pussy convulsed around him. Her fingers dug into his shoulders as she held on for dear life.

  “Yes. Yes. Oh God. Yes.”

  Somewhere in the distance she heard him grunting and saying something about coming too. She couldn’t concentrate. The only thing she could focus on was the way he made her body hum as she blasted into multiple orgasms.

  As the climax subsided, she released her grip on him. He, too, had eased up on her hips. His heart pounded like a drum against her chest. Sweat beaded between them. Her legs felt like rubber when she decided to try to get up. The intensity of their sex had taken all her energy.

  Her hands rested on his chest again while he struggled to catch his breath.

  “Sorry, William. I’ll move in a minute.”

  “No rush. I like having you on top of me.”

  “I need to move, though.”

  He surprised her by rolling over and giving her room to lie beside him on the couch. He gathered her in his arms and kissed her hair.

  “You continue to surprise me every time we’re together. I love that about you.”

  “Thank you.” She appreciated how he tried to make her feel better about what took place earlier, but his face didn’t lie. She saw the horror written all over. Just like one other time, when she was called a slut. From that moment on Patience decided she’d never tell anyone her secrets again. She r
efused to be looked at funny or called names. Asking for what she wanted sexually was obviously a big no-no to men. They couldn’t handle it.

  After all the conversations they’d had, she thought William was different. How wrong she’d been. She’d have to experience her secret desires in private.

  “I know what’s going through your mind. I’ve told you a hundred times I’m not like the rest.” He used his finger and gently moved her face, forcing her to look at him.

  There was sincerity there. The same sincerity she’d seen before. She couldn’t risk trusting it. She’d seen the other look too.

  Words were lost on her. She nodded and turned, fearful he’d see the tears that were threatening. Why did life have to be so complicated?

  Chapter Six

  Patience ignored all of William’s calls after she forced him to leave. She feigned sickness during their conversation about her sexual appetite. He insisted he wanted to stay and take care of her, but she refused. She couldn’t be bothered. They were done before they’d even started. There’d been a brief moment when she thought they had a chance, right up until the look. The dreaded look had killed another relationship.

  William’s calls sounded off. She couldn’t put a finger on it, but it didn’t sound like him. He continued to apologize and explain it was all a misunderstanding. But apathy wasn’t her strong suit. He’d proved to be just like the others. There was no sense in dragging it out. Instead she went online, bought all the items she’d wanted to try out with William. It disappointed her knowing she’d have to go it alone.

  The biggest disappointment was the fact that she’d never live out her fantasy. The fantasy William had promised to make come true. Apparently that was a lie.

  She pressed the shopping cart on the laptop screen so she could look over the items. Her contents consisted of a new vibrator, nipple clamps, and a cute wooden paddle with lips as the smacker. She also ordered lube, along with a new finger vibe. Fuck men. She’d go it alone.

  She clicked the mouse. The order was sent to her credit card and would arrive in a week.

  “Nice. I know what I’ll be doing next weekend.” Patience left her computer and walked over to the Christmas tree. She reached down and turned on the lights. She admired the sparkly colors and the different ornaments. Some were from her childhood.

  When she was in grade school, the Catholic school she went to held a Kris Kringle gift exchange every year. Patience loved that part of Christmas. She’d gotten a gift from Peter, her third-grade crush. The ornament was of Mrs. Claus holding a present. Third grade was many years ago, but she continued to hang Mrs. Claus on the tree every year. It held sentimental value for her.

  There were decorations Kyle made in school, like the glitter Christmas tree and the wreath made out of jigsaw puzzle pieces and his picture in the middle. Those were her family favorite.

  She padded across the floor and lit the pine-scented candle. She considered watching television but decided against it. She was in the mood for Christmas music. It only seemed fitting with the scent of pine filling the house and the tree lit.

  “Wine.” She needed a glass of wine to make the evening perfect. She’d walked halfway to the kitchen when her cell phone beeped. She received a text message.

  The phone could wait. She longed for the taste of the fruity wine William had brought with him over the weekend. They never did get around to opening it while he was here, but once he was gone, she’d done the honors. A drink was exactly what she needed to calm her nerves that night. After being subject to feeling like a no-good slut, she’d poured herself a hefty glass, only to be followed by a few more. William had insulted her. In a way he’d broken her heart with his look of disgust.

  She pushed the thoughts from her mind. She didn’t want to dwell on the past. She had a future ahead of her, fun toys making their way to her house in time for Christmas. So she’d bought herself a few things. She deserved them.

  She filled the glass with the sweet liquid. She swirled it around before taking a sip.

  “Mmmm. Perfect.”

  On the way back to the living room she stopped at her desk and retrieved her phone. A message from William. It didn’t surprise her. He’d been calling excessively and then stopped. She thought he finally got the hint, but apparently not.

  She glanced at the message.

  Miss u. Want to make all ur fantasies come true.

  Ha! She knew that was a lie.

  A response wasn’t needed. She deleted the message and tossed the phone on the couch. She’d learned all the lessons she needed.

  No one understood the pain her ex had caused when he called her a slut and told her she was a freak. It had felt like he’d spit in her face; that’s how awful it’d been. She refused to allow another man to hurt her, even William.

  Yet she missed William. Her body yearned for his touch. It craved the feel of his lips on her skin. She missed their conversations. She’d even avoided talking to her sister. Nancy would only tell her things about William, like how much fun he and Kyle were having together. It pained her to know she had to avoid going to her sister’s house for fear of running into William.

  Crap! She’d agreed to Christmas Eve at Nancy’s with Kyle and William. There was no way she’d be going. Nancy would be pissed, but she’d get over it. Surely she’d understand how awkward it would be for her and him.

  As if Nancy read her mind, the cell rang. Nancy’s name appeared on the screen.

  “Were your ears burning?” she asked in lieu of saying hello.

  “No, but my son is missing his manny.”

  “Huh?” What did that have to do with her?

  “William. He’s been out of action for the last few days, and Kyle is upset. He enjoys the time they spend together. Can you make sense of this for me?”

  “Don’t get pissy with me, Nancy. You wanted to set us up, and now that it’s over, I’m not taking the blame.”

  “What did you do?”

  “Really? You’re gonna just assume I did something wrong? What? Does William walk on water? He couldn’t possibly do anything to hurt me?” Her voice grew louder as she spoke. How dare Nancy call and accuse her of doing something? The only thing she’d been guilty of was ignoring him. Other than that he’d been the one to cause the pain. A pain that ran deep in her heart. If she were honest, she’d grown attached to him, just like Kyle.

  “Sorry, it’s just not like him to blow off Kyle. Something bad must have happened for him to do that.”

  “Nothing really. We just didn’t work out. He’s been trying to call me, but I’m not answering. I felt it best to make a clean break. No use dragging it out. I know it won’t work out.”

  “What did he do to make you want to end it all?”

  Finally, she was siding with her sister.

  “Nothing I can really pinpoint. We just have different ideas of what a relationship means. He’s a great guy, and he’ll make someone very happy.” God, it pained her to say the words. The little green monster, jealousy, reared its ugly head. She didn’t want to know if he moved on. She couldn’t imagine him touching another woman.

  What the fuck is wrong with me? I’m the one who sent him packing.

  “That’s too bad. I thought you two would end up married or something.”

  “Ha. That’s funny.”

  “I’m serious. I was already planning your wedding.”

  Her words were like knives slicing Patience’s heart apart piece by piece. They’d only spent a few weeks getting to know each other, and still it felt like they’d known each other a lifetime. She’d shared her deepest, darkest secrets with him. She thought he understood. She’d believed he was interested in the same things as her.

  “Guess you’ll have to rethink those plans. Wedding’s off.” It was never on. They weren’t near talking marriage.

  “I can’t understand why he’s avoiding Kyle.”

  “Your guess is as good as mine. It doesn’t seem like something he’d do.”

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nbsp; “No. Look, Patience, I’m truly sorry this happened. I do need to know why he won’t reach out to Kyle.”

  Was she asking her to get in contact with William? It was the last thing she wanted to do. Talking to William was out of the question. She’d avoided him. What would he think if she up and called him now?

  “Wish I could help you, Sis.”

  “No worries. Look, I have to run. I promised Kyle I’d take him to the batting cages in the morning. I need to get some sleep.”

  “Okay. Have fun. Sorry about William.” She hung up but didn’t put the phone away. She sat staring at it and considered calling him. She was curious as to why he wasn’t contacting Kyle. If he hadn’t been calling and now texting, she’d fear something happened to him. But she knew better. He was fine. If this was some kind of game he was playing, he was in for a rude awakening. She would not succumb to him using Kyle. Just the opposite.

  Patience twirled the phone around in her hand. She should call him and give him a piece of her mind, yet she was afraid to talk to him. She missed him. Hearing his voice would only add fuel to the fire known as desire. They weren’t meant to be. Hadn’t she just told her sister the same thing? But he was messing with Kyle, a good kid who didn’t deserve to be hurt by anyone.

  She had no other choice; she had to call him and make things clear. She would not stand for him hurting Kyle.

  Her fingers were shaky as she pressed the numbers on the dial pad. The thump, thump, thump of her heart pounding roared in her ears.

  “Calling someone should not be this stressful.” She sucked in a deep breath as she listened to the ringing. She tapped her foot, hoping he’d ignore her call and let it go to voice mail. He’d still get an earful.

  “Hello.”

  Fuck. Did she have the wrong number? It didn’t sound like William.

  “William?”

  “Patience.”

  It was him. He sounded hoarse and very throaty.

  “I need to know why you’re being so mean to Kyle.”

  “What?” He coughed loudly in her ear.

  She waited for him to finish before laying into him.

  “Nancy says you haven’t been over to see him, and you’re not answering her calls.”