A Family For Christmas

by Jordan Silver

  It felt like I emptied a gallon of jizz into her, which was surprising after how much I’d already cum inside her last night. “Uhhhhhh…” Something inside her triggered a second orgasm on top of the first and I went deaf dumb and blind for a hot minute.

  “That was the one, that took all I had left. You’ve depleted me, now it’s time for a shower and the kids then breakfast.” The sun wasn’t yet fully up but we had a full day ahead. I pulled her up from the bed and walked her naked to the en suite bathroom.

  “You lost your tongue sweetheart?” She hadn’t said one word since we woke up. “I’m processing.” Well that was something. At least she wasn’t running screaming from the house. But I wouldn’t feel home free until I got the three of them on that plane and back to my place in New York. Speaking of which, I need to make some calls.

  “And what’s your verdict?” I ran my soapy hands over her front as her back rested against my chest. “Open.” She opened her legs to give me free rein and I washed her pussy clean of our juices before letting the water wash the soap away. I wrapped my hand around her neck and pulled her head back so I could reach her mouth and feed her my tongue.

  With one hand on her flat tummy, I pulled her ass back into me and slid home. “I’m going to do you rough this time.” She lifted up on her toes as I pushed my fat cock deep into her belly. Using the hand around her neck and the one on her stomach I pulled her on and off my cock, pounding in and out of her as the water ran down on us.

  “Fuck how is your pussy so good?” And she was, the best and that fucked with my head. What if I’d never found her, found them? “All those years, just the memory of this…” She moaned out loud no longer silent. “That’s it baby you can scream as loud as you want to in here. Scream for me. Tell me what I want to hear.”

  “Fuck me Luca.” I slammed into her and she came all over my cock. Thrashing and fucking back at me as I fucked her like a wild man. “Shit, fuck.” I stumbled back as I came hard and held her tight to me.

  Our hearts raced together as we fought to come back to earth. “Damn Isabella.” I had to work my way out of her since she still had a tight lock on my cock, which refused to go down. “Let’s see how well you learned last night.”

  I helped her to her knees and threw my head back as she took my cock hungrily into her mouth. She made the sexiest fucking noises as she sucked her juices and mine from my cock as the warm water ran down on her hair and back.

  “Oh yeah, quick learner.” I pumped in and out of her mouth slowly until I hit the back of her neck and she gagged. “Do that again.” She did and my toes curled as I grabbed fistfuls of her hair.

  “Enough.” I pulled her off my cock and pushed her back against the wall, slamming into her so hard I was afraid I’d hurt her.

  “Shit, sorry baby, shh.” She wrapped her arms around my head and held on as I fucked her like I hadn’t been inside her for the last ten hours give or take. It was as though we were both trying to make up for lost time. “Mouth.” I pushed my tongue past her lips as something unfurled in my chest. Something deep, and powerful, that I had no name for.

  “Cum on my cock, come on baby cum for me again.” Her nipple in my mouth helped her along and she flooded my cock with her sweet essence once more, but I was still not even close.

  “I need you flat on your back.” I stumbled out of the shower stall with her in my arms and took her down to the plush sheepskin mat still stroking into her.

  Her legs went up around my shoulders, opening her up even more. “That’s right baby give me that pussy.” She fucked herself ferociously on my cock as I plowed in and out of her. I bit and sucked every bit of her flesh I could reach as I raced towards another climax.

  “Say the words.”

  “Fuck me Luca.” This time she whispered the words sultrily in my ear and that’s all it took. I fucked the first few jets into her and then stopped, holding still so that I could enjoy the pulsing of her pussy around my cock as the last drops of my seed spilled into her.

  We shared an intimate kiss, our mouths mating as we ground out the last of an earthshattering climax together.

  A quick shower followed and then it was time to get dressed and go see about the kids. I looked at her clothes for the first time while we got dressed. Yesterday I hadn’t really noticed them under that ugly coat that I was going to burn first chance I get. “Get a move on Mrs. Deleon, we have a full day ahead of us.”

  “Oh crap mom.” She rushed around the bed for her purse and grabbed her phone. “Oh shoot it’s dead.” She looked around the room I guess for a charger. “What kind of phone do you have?” I went to get mine from the drawer where I’d dropped it on arrival. She named some off brand thing that I was sure I’d never heard of before.

  “I have an iPhone sorry. Just use this to call.” I passed her my phone and went into the closet for something to wear. I came back into the room to hushed tones as she tried to explain things to her mom and not very successfully from her end.

  “Mom, I’ll tell you every…” I took the phone from her hand and picked up the conversation. “Hello Mrs. Clifton, this is Luca, your daughter and I have a lot to tell you so why don’t you take down this address? We’ll be out most of the day but six o’clock this evening should be good. I’ll see you then.”

  I hung up and fielded her wrath as was to be expected. “Are you crazy she’s probably freaking out and my phone is dead so she can’t reach me.” She’s actually pretty cute when she gets pissed. “Calm down babe, she got it once I told her my name. Now unless I miss my guess our kids will be up soon and we don’t want them waking up in a strange place without one of us there.”

  She fussed the whole time she got dressed in the same clothes from yesterday. I knew what we were doing first today. We walked down the hall together and I could hear my parents moving around downstairs with the servants.

  I opened the door to the nursery and all the love and emotion I’d felt the day before came rushing back tenfold. They were here, safe, my kids. I felt a tinge of fear mixed in with the love and forced it back. Last time I wasn’t there, I didn’t keep him safe. Now I had two and there was nothing I wouldn’t do to keep them safe and happy.

  This was my second chance, my own Christmas miracle. It’s been a while since I’ve believed in such things. Yesterday when I rushed her into marriage I hadn’t thought of the future and what a life together would be. But after last night, dare I hope? Better not tempt fate.

  My son had left his bed and was now cuddled up with his sister, protecting her, his little arm around her. It was so much something I would do that it left me choked up. How could they have so much of me in them? I look at them in the little time we’ve had together and see so much of the boy I used to be.

  “He does that sometimes.” She came to stand next to me by the bed. “They’re tired poor things. Usually they’d have been up by now. We have to get them up, I have work.”

  “Not today you don’t.”

  “Excuse me I need that job.”

  “Do you? And how do you plan on doing it from New York?” She didn’t have a ready comeback but I was sure she’d come up with something soon enough.

  Just then the door opened behind us and ma came in. “Oh, are they awake?” She whispered as she snuck her way in. “Isn’t that adorable? You used to do the same thing. I’d wake in the morning and you’d have left your room and crawled in with Susie.” She had tears in her eyes.

  “Breakfast is ready you two. Why don’t you go on ahead and I’ll stay up here with these two? I found some things of their cousins that they can wear for today.”

  “Thanks ma, I’ve got it covered. After breakfast we’re going shopping.” I led Isabella from the room before she could argue. “By the way ma expect company this evening. Isabella’s parents will be here around six.”

  “No problem son, just tell Aggie there’ll be two more for dinner.” She’d already forgotten all about me before the door closed. That was something else I had t
o be grateful for, giving ma her grandkids. No matter how many she has there’s never enough. My younger siblings have given her more than enough to keep her busy, but I never heard the end of the baby plea.

  When little Sam had died in that crash it had gutted all of us. He was the first grandchild by a few months, and my parents had been so proud. Ma still had a million pictures of him around the house and yesterday it was still a little hard to see him, especially at this time. But that pain had been eased just a little.

  I didn’t miss the fact that she had come to me pretty much by the same way I’d lost them. It was a patch of ice that had destroyed the life I had, and now it looks like it was the same that had given me a new one.

  “Don’t be nervous baby, it’s just breakfast.” I took her to the dining room where the breakfast buffet was already set up. She was looking around as if expecting someone to ask her to leave. The house kinda has that effect on people.

  “Have a seat, I’ll fix you a plate.” For once she obeyed without question. I filled both our plates with some of everything as the Christmas music that usually made me crazy played cheerily in the background.

  This morning I welcomed it, along with the new outlook on life. “Momma, mommy.” I grinned as the two of them ran into the room at full speed. “Do they always do that? Call your name one after the other like that?”

  “It’s a competition. Your daughter can’t let her brother one up her in anything. He on the other hand always takes a step back and lets her lead.” I watched as they rushed her and I got a front row seat to what it was going to be like to wake up with my family every morning.

  They finally turned their attention to me and my little guy went shy while his sister smiled and flirted. Well damn, I see private school in her future. She batted her lashes and held her arms out to be held and daddy melted.

  “How did you sleep princess?” I had time to kiss her little head before she was off and running again. Her mother was tense and watched them both like a hawk. “Relax baby, I’ve broken lots of shi…stuff in here and I’m still alive to tell it.”

  Her smile didn’t quite reach her eyes but at least she wasn’t looking ready to bolt.

  “Are you two ready for breakfast?” I got up to go fix them each a plate not sure what kids their age ate. She must’ve seen my confusion because she came to the rescue. “They can eat pretty much the same things we do but smaller portions.” She rolled her eyes at me. I guess I’d fed her too much.

  The breakfast table was noisier than it had been since my siblings and I were kids. It was beautiful. Ma joined us soon after with dad in tow. “We’ll just have coffee dears we’ve already eaten.”

  They hogged the kids and I could already see where this was going. Ma had Luna on her lap and dad took Luca. “Why don’t we keep the kids here while you two go shopping?”

  “Perfect.” I’d planned to take them with us but remembering the absolute excitement and joy of opening presents under the tree I wanted that for them. I wanted to see the looks of surprise and glee on their faces when they tore into that paper tomorrow morning. Plus my wife needed a complete new wardrobe and that could take a while.

  “I don’t think…” I squeezed her hand where it laid on the table. “They’ll be fine babe.” I could see how hard it was for her to give in. She must feel like she was losing control of her life, but she had to accept that there were other people in our children’s lives now, that she didn’t have to do it alone.

  “I have to call my job and tell them I’m not coming in.” She excused herself from the room once ma directed her to the nearest phone. Poor thing, I think she’s still shell shocked. It’ll only get worse before the holiday was over. I was in the mood to spoil them.

  She came back and it was time to go. Ma bribed the kids with a trip to the stables out back and we were soon easily forgotten. It was the parents who had a hard time leaving. I didn’t expect to feel this strong a pull so soon, but walking out the door with their gleeful laughter following me was hard.

  “You call your boss?”

  “Yeah.”

  “You tell him you’re quitting?” “No.”

  “Why not?”

  “Because, I don’t know. This doesn’t feel real yet I guess. What if I give up everything and follow you to New York and hate it? Or you change your mind? It’s not easy raising two kids you know. Sure it’s all fun and games now because you just met them. But you haven’t dealt with being up all night when they’re both sick and wanting your attention and…”

  “Hey, not my fault that I wasn’t there, so don’t go there. Second, you’re gonna love New York and it’s not like you’ll be a million miles away we can come back as often as you like. And last but not least you don’t have a choice. So whenever you start feeling like you are right now, just tell yourself that it’s all on me. The man who wants to take you and our children out of the borderline poverty in which you now exist and give you something better.”

  I put the SUV in drive and stopped myself from peeling out of there. Snow was coming down to join the few inches that had already fallen. No way was I going to risk our lives by being stupid just because she was pissing me off.

  I didn’t have to go all the way to Manchester since the shops I was looking for were closer to home. Though New York would be better, this would do for now. She didn’t say anything to me all the way there and I left her to her sulk.

  I guess it was too much to ask that a night of hot fucking would thaw her contrary ass a bit. Whatever! As long as her ass was on that plane in a few days, she could bitch all she wanted for now.

  She found her voice when we stopped in at the first shop. “What’re we doing here? I thought you were getting toys for the kids?” She was still pissy, too bad. She wasn’t about to ruin my mood. This was the first Christmas I’d looked forward to in four years. I have a hell of a lot to be thankful for, including her ass, and that’s where I’m at.

  “You, don’t say anything unless you have something useful to say.” A sales lady saw us and came over. I told her what I wanted, she eyeballed Isabella and we followed her into the store while she gave us a running marathon speech of all the new things they’d just got into the store that would be just perfect for her.

  I hadn’t missed the look she’d given Isabella, or the distinction she’d made between the differences in our clothes. I pulled my phone and called ma. She answered and I could hear the twins’ gibberish and the neighing of horses in the background.

  “They’re fine son, I did raise four of you-you know.”

  “Thanks ma, but that’s not why I’m calling. I need you to call your lady, you know, the one that turns your scary mess into the belle of the ball?”

  “Excuse me, but I’ll have you know Sylvia says I’m her easiest client. She hardly has to do anything with me.”

  “Sure and I’m the king of France.”

  “France doesn’t have a king son.”

  “Exactly.”

  “Oh you hush. I’ll call her what time do you want her here?”

  “Four-ish.”

  “Will do.” I hung up and went to oversee whatever those two were doing. All I’d seen while I was on the phone was a lot of head shaking from Isabella and it usually came after she’d seen the price tag. “We’ll take this one in the black and tan.” I pointed out the Vee-necked cashmere sweater to the sales lady before moving down the table.

  Isabella opened her mouth to object but all it took was a look to shut her down. I chose four more sweaters, a couple turtlenecks and some suede slacks and leggings. “Let’s go.” I took her hand in one of mine, and the bags with her loot in the other.

  Our next stop was the shoe store where I got her a couple pairs of boots but since I wasn’t too jazzed about their collection I stopped there. She balked at the entrance to the lingerie store but I dragged her in and chose whatever I liked, all the while imagining tearing them off of her.

  I had to damn near hogtie her when I got her the new f
ull- length shearling with fox lining. “Okay, that’s it for today. We’ll have lunch then hit the kid’s stores.” We were loaded down so we made a quick trip back to the truck before heading to the food court. We both settled for hot chocolate with whip cream and warm freshly baked raspberry croissants.

  I found us a table that allowed us some privacy. Since she was being a good girl and not giving me any shit, I decided to make another necessary call. “Tory, it’s me. I need a favor.” “It’s Christmas Luca for crap sake take a break.”

  “Tory, your holiday is over don’t give me any crap.”

  “Okay-okay what is it that you want? It better not involve me going out in this fuckery that’s going on outside. It’s cold as balls.”

  “I need you to turn one of the extra bedrooms, the one closest to the master into a nursery for toddlers.”

  “What the hell? You fall and hit your head or something?” “I’ll tell you all about it when we get home. They’re three years old, one of each, so I need the room done up to suit. One side for a princess the other for a prince.” I took the phone away from my ear for a second.

  “What’s the name of those things the kids like again?”

  “Hello Kitty and Ninja Turtles.” I passed on the information. “It would be really great if you can have that started by the time we get home next week. Oh, and that big stuffed bear they have every year in the window of FAO Swartz, work that in there somewhere. Thanks love, I owe you one.”

  “Love? You’ve really hit your head. Who the hell is this? And what did you do with the ornery puissant, Luca Deleon?” “Smartass.” I hung up and caught the look on my wife’s face. “Problem?”

  “I don’t want one of your women buying things for my kids.” Ooh, jealousy. I like it. I grinned and picked up my cup. “Tory is sixty if she’s a day.”

  “So, what does that mean? Haven’t you heard about cougars?”

  “That maybe but I don’t think her hulk of a husband would approve.” She sure is a funny one. She pretends not to care, not to want me, other than my dick that is, but she’s jealous of a phone call.