After all the presents under the tree were unwrapped, the two adults surprised their kids by taking them into the garage and showing them the new four wheelers they’d each gotten. The kids had been ecstatic, and tore all around the backyard with the dogs chasing them while David raced after them with his own four wheeler he’d bought himself, justifying the purchase by telling Rebecca he’d need to be able to keep up with them. Rebecca observed them all from the kitchen window while she whipped up a huge breakfast of buttermilk pancakes, waffles, sausage, eggs, and chocolate milk.
By the time breakfast was ready, Nadira arrived with Gran and Tommy. Everyone enjoyed their food before the new arrivals gave their presents to the children and exchanged gifts with David and Rebecca. Around noon, Sandy and her brood showed up along with Joseph and Roberto. Rebecca had put a turkey in the oven the night before and she and the women talked in the kitchen finishing up their side dishes while the kids played upstairs as David entertained the rest of his guests in his garage/man cave. Dinner was a lovely affair with everyone laughing and sharing stories as they feasted on the Christmas meal. The evening ended sometime after 11pm. Rebecca and David thought about cleaning up, but decided it could wait until tomorrow. They were ready to exchange gifts and engage in a little Christmas fun of their own.
After helping Rebecca settle onto the couch in the family room, the area only lit by the glow of the lights on the Christmas tree, David went to retrieve his gifts for her. He returned holding two boxes. Sitting across from her on the seat, David handed his gifts over, saying, “I hope you like them.”
“I’m sure I’ll love them.”
Rebecca set the larger box on the cushion between her and David so she could open the smaller box first. It fit in her hand, and she was pretty sure from the shape it was going to be jewelry. Tearing open the red wrapping paper to uncover the black velvet box she flipped it open to reveal a large oval golden locket intricately engraved with D & R.
“Oh David, it’s beautiful.”
“Open it.”
Pulling the locket out of the case and unlocking the top cover she felt tears fill her eyes. The locket held eight picture slots. The first had a picture of her and David at their high school graduation party. She was sitting on his lap with her arm around his neck while his arms were wrapped around her waist. They were both smiling at the camera, and looked like a couple very much in love despite the fact back then they had only been friends. The next picture was of Alex, followed by Mattie and Catalina. The last four slots were empty.
Seeing the tears fill her eyes, David explained softly, “Our picture is first because it all started with us. Then our oldest kids. When the triplets are born we’ll put their pictures in there, and then we’ll get a family portrait to go in the very back. I want you to be able to carry all of us wherever you go. You have your charm bracelet, and I wanted to give you this. Something to remind you of our new beginning.”
Clutching the locket to her chest, Rebecca gushed, “It’s so beautiful! I love it!”
“Really?”
“Really! I can’t believe you did this! It’s the perfect gift, and if I could lean across this couch and kiss you I would.”
He couldn’t keep the satisfied grin off his face. “I’ll settle for the activities we have planned later. Right now I want you to open your other gift.”
Gently replacing her locket into its velvet case, she reached for her larger gift. Tearing open the package she found a large wood box, and when she opened it she gasped to see a complete set of the first editions of The Lord of the Rings trilogy by J. R. R. Tolkien. Picking one up, she flipped it open and was further surprised to find that it was signed. A quick check showed her that each book was autographed by Tolkien.
“You remembered.”
He nodded. “Of course I remembered. Tolkien was the one that inspired you to be a writer in the first place. You loved his fantasy novels long before they were movies. You said he was a master at creation and you hoped to one day be half as good.”
“Oh David! These must have cost a fortune!”
“The price isn’t important. I wanted you to have them.”
“You are so getting laid tonight.”
David watched her stroke her fingers lovingly over the spines of the books. “That’s not why I did it, but that’s good to know. Once the triplets are born and you move upstairs with me, I’m going to build you your own wall of bookcases to go in the office. We’ll put you a desk in there as well. Part of your bookcase will be glass enclosed and temperature controlled for all your first editions.”
“I’d love that!” Replacing the book she was holding into the wood box with the others, Rebecca added, “These are wonderful gifts, David. I love them so much. I hope you like my gift as much. I put a lot of thought into it.”
“I love everything you give me. Especially orgasms. Is it orgasms?”
“David!”
“Just kidding.” He watched her reach around to open the drawer in the side table beside the couch. When she handed him a large black sealed envelope he asked, “You didn’t get me money, did you? I was expecting something a little more creative.”
“Hush you. Just open it.”
David broke the seal on the envelope and pulled out the contents. Eyes widening he looked at the title to a 1963 Aston Martin DB5. The car James Bond had in Goldfinger. Along with the title was a photo of a rusted up and badly in need of restoration car that was undoubtedly the Aston Martin. There was also a gift certificate for $25,000 worth of parts to a vintage Aston Martin parts dealership in England.
Looking up at Rebecca, David asked, “Are you serious? You got me James Bond’s car?”
“I know how much you loved the movies, and you always said you wanted one. I’ve been shopping for one for months. At first I thought about trying to buy one already restored, but since you finished with the GTO and have been looking for a new car project, I thought this was the better way to go. It took me forever to find one, and in the end I had to hire a professional shopper to track one down. I had a mechanic look at it. He said the engine is serviceable, and if you know what you’re doing you should be able to restore it completely. Do you like it?”
“Becca, this is—I—there aren’t—Holy shit! I can’t believe you got me this!”
Seeing his enthusiasm, Rebecca asked, “So I guess that means you like it?”
“I freaking love it! You bought me James Bond’s car! I am officially the coolest guy in town now!”
“I’m glad you like it. It’s in the shed at my brother’s house. I took the photo because I knew if I kept it at Gran’s you’d see it. He went and picked it up from the shipping company for me a few weeks ago, and has been hiding it ever since. And you should know he said the second you’re finished restoring it he so totally gets to take it for a spin.”
“Over my dead body. I’ll be the only person that ever gets to drive this beauty.”
Arching a brow, she asked, “What about me?”
“You get to sit next to me being all sexy—and give me road head.”
She laughed. She’d known that he would become obsessed with the car as soon as she bought it so she wasn’t upset by his words. She was actually pretty excited about him taking her for a spin already. “Well, I hope the two of you will be very happy together.”
“Oh we will. I’m going to name her Marilyn. She’ll be my mistress, but we’ll try not to make you jealous.”
“You dork!”
Replacing everything in the envelope David moved to lean across the couch and kissed Rebecca softly. “You love me anyway.”
“I can’t imagine why.”
“Because I’m handsome.”
“Lots of guys are.”
“Because I’m smart.”
“For a man.”
“Because I’m funny.”
“Not as funny as Joseph.”
Smoothing his hands over her stomach so he could cup her breasts through her red Christmas dre
ss, David asked, “How about because I’m yours, and I’m so madly in love with you I can’t think when you’re not with me.”
Smiling, Rebecca replied, “That could be it, now kiss me.”
“With pleasure.”
Leaning over her stomach, he licked her lips, seeking entrance, and when she parted for him he slipped his tongue into the warm cavern of her mouth. He felt her fingers dig into his hair to pull him close while they each battled to dominate the kiss, and when he felt his pants getting uncomfortably tight he pulled back and asked, “Ready to go to bed?”
“I thought you’d never ask.”
David helped Rebecca up and led her down the hallway to her temporary bedroom they were sharing until she gave birth. They continued to kiss while quickly undressing the other before he backed her against the bed and helped her to sit on the side. He knelt down on the floor between her legs, sliding his hands up her thighs as he grinned up at her. “It’s been four days since I’ve tasted your pussy. I feel neglected.”
“You’re one to talk. Imagine how I feel. It’s been four days since I’ve had your mouth on my pussy.”
“I guess it’s time to correct that, huh?”
Leaning back on her hands to brace the weight of her pregnant body, she encouraged, “I’m waiting on you.”
Placing a kiss on Rebecca’s belly, David moved his hands to part her folds with his thumbs so he could lean forward and lick teasingly at her clit, making her wiggle against him as her desire heightened. He began to swirl his tongue around the engorged nub as his hands kept her parted for him, leaving her open for his gentle assault.
“Oh fuck,” she whimpered, loving the feel of his tongue on her once again. Her sex drive had greatly diminished as she neared the end of her pregnancy, but there was no doubt the second David began touching her she lost all control.
Using one hand to keep her parted for him, David pushed two fingers into Rebecca’s shaft as he took her clit completely into his mouth so he could suckle it slowly. His fingers curled up along the top of her sheath, stroking her wall while his tongue worked her most sensitive nub. While he usually liked to slowly build her up, teasing them both before finally taking her, he knew she didn’t have the energy for that. He’d make sure she came several times tonight, but he’d be mindful of her energy level.
Rebecca’s eyes closed and her head feel back as she let out a hiss of pleasure when David’s fingers began scissoring inside her, spreading her open and getting her ready for the fucking he was about to treat her to. He was alternating sucking on her clit and rolling it around in his mouth with his tongue. The combination of sensations had her calling out, “Oh fuck, David! Baby, I don’t know if I can hold out!”
He didn’t intend for her to. With her size and the difficulty this pregnancy gave her, Rebecca never had much energy. He wanted to drive her to a hard and fast orgasm first before giving her another as he rode her, because he knew she wouldn’t have enough stamina to go any longer than that.
Pulling his lips from her clit he leaned back to smile up at her, urging, “Don’t hold back, Becca. I don’t want you to. I need to feel your heat wrapped around my dick soon. Cum for me, baby.”
When David’s mouth latched back onto her as his fingers began moving faster inside her, she rocked her hips gently, trying to bring herself closer to his talented tongue. Her size severely limited her mobility, but that didn’t stop her from trying. “I love the way you suck my pussy! It feels so good! So good!”
David’s mouth and fingers moved tirelessly against Rebecca’s core as he worked her towards a hard orgasm. He could feel her juices coating his fingers, sliding down his hand, while he savored the taste of her in his mouth. The slick wet feel of her clit moving across his tongue had his cock hard and aching, begging to be buried deep inside her.
Rebecca’s breaths were coming in little pants as his hot tongue swirled around her tiny pearl with increasing speed while his fingers drove relentlessly into her. She sorely wanted to dig her hands into his hair, to pull him close and ride his face as roughly as she could, but she needed them to brace the weight of her pregnant body. She absolutely couldn’t wait until she had the babies and was once again able to move as she wished. When she could she was going to fuck the cum right out of David, over and over.
“Oh fuck! David! Fuck, fuck, fuck!”
That was the only warning David got before a torrent of Rebecca’s juices flooded his mouth and soaked his face and hand as he continued to stimulate her. He abandoned her clit to lap up her offering eagerly, letting his fingers ease her down from her orgasm while she panted over him.
When he was done he rose up over her, leaning over her belly to claim her lips in a bruising kiss. His hands smoothed over the expanse of her pregnant stomach as their tongues warred for control. He let out a growl of satisfaction when she began to lick her juices off his face. When she was done, he asked, “Can I fuck you now? I’m about to burst, baby!”
Grinning, she stroked his cheek as she replied, “Help me get in position. I want to feel you inside me.”
After some careful maneuvering, he had her on all fours atop the bed with him kneeling behind her. He trailed a hand up her back, smoothing her long hair out of the way to leave her soft skin bare to him, and whispered, “You’re so fucking beautiful, Becca. So beautiful. I love you.”
She felt him slide into her in one smooth stroke and sighed, “I love you too, David. So much. Now fuck me.”
He began to set a slow steady pace, teasing her with his strokes as he’d pull all the way out to leave only the head of his erection inside her, before slowly sinking back into her. His hands gripped her hips, pulling her back into him with every thrust so he could dive deep inside her hot center.
Rebecca’s head dropped down between her breasts as she mewled in pleasure. No matter how many times David entered her, no matter how many times he filled her to the max, it always felt incredible. There was nothing normal or expected about their joinings, only pleasure that couldn’t be defined.
Her walls stretched around him, her heat scorching his length as he plunged into her again and again. Slowly increasing his pace, David hissed, “Fuck, Becca. I love the way your pussy feels around my cock. So hot and tight. I can’t think when I’m inside you, baby.”
She couldn’t either. When David was inside her all she knew or understood was that she needed him. Needed him to hold her, to touch her, to meet her passion with his own.
Rocking back into him, trying to get him to go faster, she begged, “Please, David! I need more! I can’t take it! Don’t tease me!”
Digging his fingers into her hips, he began to pump his hips faster and harder, letting their thighs smack together while his balls slapped against her clit from below. They were both panting heavily, the sounds of their grunts and moans joining the slick wet sound of his cock thrusting into her cunt over and over.
Heat was coiling in her belly, tightening and pulling at her, pushing her towards that end she needed. She could feel the thick length of David as he pushed into her tightness over and over while pulling her back against him, their thighs slapping together while the bed rocked with their movements. Her fists bunched the bedding beneath her as she arched her back as best she could, spreading herself open for his invasion. “Oh fuck! David! I’m—I’m—oh shit!”
He could feel her tightening around him, her walls gripping his cock as he plunged into her at a maddening pace. Her heat welcomed him, promising him pleasure only she could provide as he held onto her, keeping her in place for his cock to take everything she offered. His balls were heavy with his cum, just waiting to erupt so he could fill her up.
“Cum for me, Becca. Cum all over my cock and show me how good I make you feel.”
She threw her head back, letting out a cry of bliss as her orgasm raced through her, robbing her of what little control she had. Her blood ignited as the tight coil of need that had been building in her body exploded, sending waves of pleasure rocketi
ng through her body, making every particle of her being hum.
“David!”
He felt her pussy clamp down tightly around him, her body bucking back against his as she tried desperately to get as close as she could. The sensation was too much and his dick thickened inside her, hardening to the breaking point as he began pounding into her as fast as he could. Sweat was dripping off his body as he thrust into her seeking his own release before he let out a harsh groan while his head fell back and his cock erupted.
“Fuck, Rebecca!”
She could feel the spreading heat of his seed rushing into her, warming her belly and joining the tiny little aftershocks of her climax as she rode the wave of ecstasy with him. “That’s it, baby, fill me up! I love you so much!”
His hips continued to piston into her, making sure he emptied himself completely before David let out a ragged moan and finally pulled back. His softening cock slid from inside Rebecca, a string of their combined juices dripping down her thighs, and he caught her weight to help her lie on her side before she could fall on her stomach.
Kissing her shoulder, he leaned over her, and whispered, “I love you so fucking much, Becca. You’ve spoiled me. I’ll never be able to be happy without you again.”
“Well that’s good because I don’t intend to ever leave you alone.”
“You better not.”
Reaching up to brush some of his shaggy blonde hair away from his eyes, Rebecca added, “I’m here, David. I’m here and I’m not going anywhere. I promise.”
“Good.”
He got up to wet a washcloth so he could clean them both up a bit and then he slid into the bed behind her, wedging his leg between hers to take some of the pressure of her back. When they were both settled, his hand joined with hers atop her belly, he kissed her neck and said, “Merry Christmas, Rebecca.”
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