Christmas Candy

by Angela Blake

  He put the car in reverse, and slowly backed out. His hand sought hers out, and he brought it up to his lips for a sweet kiss, but he let his lips linger there briefly, and the feeling of his hot breath on her hand was strangely sensual.

  “How far away is your house?”

  “It’s about 30 minutes.”

  Julie made a noise in the back of her throat. “I don’t know if I can wait that long.”

  “What do you mean?” Chace asked, his eyes on the road. Julie reached over and placed a quick kiss on his cheek, letting her breasts graze his elbow.

  She could see Chace gulp as his hands tightened on the steering wheel. “Jules, I don’t want to get us into an accident, and I don’t want to do this in the back of a car. You deserve better than that.”

  Her tongue darted out to lick his neck. “I don’t care about the backseat of a car. I want you now.”

  Chace swore under his breath as he switched on his turning signal. “There’s an empty parking lot up ahead.”

  He pulled up into the parking lot, and before he had the car completely switched off, Julie had launched herself at him, and she began kissing his neck as her hands fumbled with the buttons on his shirt. She slipped the shirt off his chest, and she began to run her hands all over him as Chace’s hands moved under her dress and began to rub her on top of her panties.

  Julie panted as she grinded her hips against his hand. Chace hastily removed the straps of her dress, and he latched onto her breasts as he began to suckle and kiss them fervently.

  Julie felt the desire beginning to pool in her belly as she fumbled with the buttons on Chace’s trousers. She glowered at the buttons in frustration as Chace chuckled, and managed to undo the button. His erection sprang free, and Julie took it between her hands, beginning to rub it up and down. He began to groan as he moved his hips up and down.

  “Too many layers,” he choked as he hiked her dress up, so it pooled around her thighs. He reached over for his wallet, and he took out a condom. Julie helped him out of his boxers, and he tore the packet open with his mouth.

  “I want to make you come a few times first before I go inside of you,” he managed to say in between grunts. His hands traveled up her panties and found her sweet spot. Julie moaned as he pushed her panties aside, and thrust his fingers into her wet center. Her hips began to buck wildly as he swiped his fingers left and right, slowly at first, but then faster and faster until she had her hands digging in his shoulder as she rose higher and higher.

  Julie shouted as she came with a force that caused her whole body to vibrate. As she rode her waves of desire, she felt Chace bury his face in her neck and begin to gently nibble on it. Once he felt her body settle, his fingers began to move again, and this time, it didn’t take long for Julie to come undone once more.

  Julie helped Chace put on the condom, and she positioned herself, so he could enter her easily. They both grunted once Chace thrust into her, and Chace captured her lips with his as he began to move gently, setting a pace that suited them both.

  Their lips glided over each other, their tongues engaging in a slow sensual dance as their bodies set the pace. Soon, Julie’s hands traveled to Chace’s hips, and she began to push them forward to indicate that he should pick up the pace.

  Chace understood the cue, and he began to thrust faster, the sounds of their pleasure echoing in the confines of the car. Their breathing became shallow as they both inched closer to their climax.

  Chace gave one final thrust, and they both shouted as they came.

  Chace gave her a quick kiss on her forehead as he slowly inched out of her. He placed his arm around her, and Julie leaned into his touch as he she placed her head in the crook of his neck.

  Chace smiled as he began stroking her hair. “I’m so glad I went to this wedding.”

  “Why is that?”

  “Who would have thought those rom-coms actually had a bit of truth in them?”

  Julie smiled against his chest. “I told you it wasn’t all ‘cheesy nonsense’ as you called it.”

  Chace chuckled. “Well, it mostly is, Jules. However, sometimes they get it right.”

  Julie gazed up at him. “Does this mean we can watch them more often?”

  Chace pretended to think. “I don’t know about that Jules. It’s going to take a whole lot of convincing for me to agree.”

  Julie smiled as she kissed his neck. “I think that can be arranged.”

  A thought then popped in his head. His eyes narrowed with a squint and he asked. “Speaking of arrangements, are you planning to go to that Christmas reunion party? You know, the high school reunion Jessica and Talbert are setting up?”

  Julie rolled her eyes and she shook her head. “Ugh, are you kidding me? I had no friends in high school. Besides, the meeting they posted is just to draw straws and see what everyone’s roles are for the main party. I bet you I’ll end up landing the oh-so-amazing job of buying napkins for the food table.”

  “It can’t be that bad. I’ll be there with you,” Chace pointed out as he leaned in lower to give her lip another soft nibble. “Come on, we can be awkward together. Everybody’ll be like they don’t remember us until they see us flirting like rabbits at a pet shop.”

  Julie giggled and tapped his chin playfully while she thought about the proposition. No one even knew they ever got together and broke up because it all happened during and after their college years. It would be so shocking for their batch mates to learn all that happened between them in the years following their graduation.

  “What are you giggling about?” Chace asked when he noticed her eyes darting to and fro. “If you’re dreaming about my big boy you can always have another go. I’m still hard.”

  They both laughed but Julie shook her head and explained. “No, silly, I was just thinking about how much we’ll have to explain to everybody if we do go to this thing. We never even spoke to each other once and now we’re going to tell them we went through a roller coaster ride of a relationship?”

  “Oh the horrors,” Chace said sarcastically. “Does it really matter, Jules? If we are, does that signify that we’re officially dating again?”

  Julie snuggled into his embrace and pressed her body against his. She could feel his erection pushing up against her and it jolted her body with another shock of ecstasy and wild images that turned her on yet again.

  “Maybe,” she answered. “It depends on how well this will go.”

  “How well what will go?” Chace asked right as Julie turned around to set her eyes against his. A naughty smirk crossed his face when he saw Julie give him a deliciously evil wink and she reached down to stroke his throbbing member with both her eager hands.

  Julie bit down on her lip and she looked up into his eyes. “This.”

  She then wiggled her way out of his arms and tried her best to squeeze through the cramped space they were in. Eventually she got back down behind the front passenger seat where she could have a close-up view of his monstrous cock that throbbed in anticipation. Without another word she gave it a lick and then opened her mouth to welcome it in.

  Chapter Five

  “You what?” Melissa looked like her eyes were going to pop right out of her face. She almost choked on the cupcake she was devouring. “Hold on, I think I need to check if the nuclear fallout just occurred. Oh wait, it didn’t. So why in the world is your brain radiated to the point you’re going out with Chace again?”

  “Oh Mel, I know you mean well when you’re so diabolical like that,” Julie said with a sarcastic smile on her face. She took a spoonful of her ice cream and sat down on the couch opposite Melissa. “We got talking during the wedding and things went smooth sailing from there. I said sorry, he said it too, what’s else is there to do after that?”

  Melissa snorted and took a bit of her cupcake. “When I dressed you up I was hoping we’d attract new pups to the pound, not bring back the old dog covered in fleas.”

  “I am going to be an old spinster with 50 dogs
after all,” Julie reminded her. She then placed her now empty cup of ice cream on the center table and took the remote to change the channel. They were watching the local news on the TV.

  “Hey, hey, no switching the channel while I’m still debating the veracity of your dire situation,” Melissa tried to swat the remote control out of Julie’s hand but missed it by a mile. “It’s like switching the topic. Well, was he any good?”

  Julie’s eyebrows perked up and she stuck her tongue out. “He was his usual self.”

  “That’s not juicy,” Melissa faked a yawn. “I mean, come on, it’s been like forever since you last saw him and it was a dramatic exit too. Did the old dog learn any new tricks in the sack?”

  “Did Ned? By the way, I thought he was our designated bodyguard during the wedding? That creep Dorian stepped a little too far.”

  Melissa guffawed and let it go. “Ned was a little busy being Kevin Costner to my Whitney Houston. It’s no wonder you came in so late last night. Well, if you’re really intent on giving it a second chance with Chace then I guess now’s the right time for it with it being Christmas and all. Speaking of which, are we supposed to buy a Christmas tree or wait until Ned figures out we cleaned out the corner specifically so he’d get the idea of buying one for us?”

  “I don’t know, does it look like the Beatles are coming back from the grave?”

  Melissa shook her head. “Then cough up a few bucks, let’s go pick one out later.”

  “Can’t home bug,” Julie declined but she took out some cash and handed it to Melissa anyway. “I’ve got a second date with you-know-who later. Maybe it’ll lead to a third date.”

  “Just remember: men think with their dicks, not with their brains,” Melissa took the money and buried it in her pockets. She devoured what was left of her cupcake. “Where are you guys going anyway? Do you need a chaperon? I can go and hide behind you. I promise you’ll never even notice I’m there.”

  Julie swatted at her. “Sprinkle fairy dust elsewhere, Tinker Bell. We’re going to meet up with some high school friends and plan out our Christmas reunion.”

  “Last year you went to the reunion and Chace wasn’t a part of it,” Melissa noted. “Was it because you two broke up or just some odd coincidence?”

  “He left for that business gig in Guam,” Julie answered. “It didn’t pan out for him but it did work out for me. I got to show everyone in my batch that I’m still as boring as watching paint dry.”

  Melissa wagged a finger in contradiction. “You’re a wallflower, not boring. Flowers blossom and smell really good. When I picked you up last time you smelled like apple cider and vodka.”

  “Thank you for smelling me,” Julie retorted.

  Melissa pursed her lips and continued on. “Ah, ah, ah, I’m not done. You’re a flower, like I said, and you need to give yourself some time to bloom. That also means letting other bees come by and spread their gooey stuff on you, not just Chace’s.”

  “Gooey stuff is good,” Julie remarked and she felt the rush in her chest when she recalled the night she had with Chace. “I can’t believe how good it felt.”

  “Sex is supposed to feel good, hon, otherwise we wouldn’t do it and that would doom the human race,” Melissa replied. She then took the remote control from Julie and flipped to the shopping channel. To their pleasant surprise, the channel was currently advertising a pair of lingerie.

  Julie then pointed to the TV and remarked. “See, Mel? Even the shopping channel is on my side. Sex is good so don’t let me starve. You know you love me so let me fly away and have some fun.”

  “Jules, I’m not trying to stop you,” Melissa commented and she looked at her friend with caring eyes. “I’m just softening the blow in case this doesn’t work out.”

  “Mel, it’s going to work out. I’m the one that fucked it up last time. I just need to make sure I don’t repeat that process.”

  “Jules, just don’t forget to feed him,” Melissa finally relented. “We’re getting out of here around five. How about you?”

  Julie shrugged and turned her head back to the TV. “I don’t know, maybe around the same time. We’re going to meet our batch mates at the Flaming Margarita and I don’t know what’s after that.”

  Melissa pointed at the TV. “Whatever you do, don’t wear that. It doesn’t have a flap so if you and he-who-must-not-be-named get all kinky again, there won’t have a door for easy access.”

  They both laughed and Julie promised not to wear such restrictive lingerie. Maybe something with a removable pair of breast cups would be a better substitute. Maybe she could ask Chace to buy her one for Christmas.

  Chapter Six

  By five-thirty Melissa and Ned were already gone and Julie was on the couch fumbling with her shoelaces when the doorbell rang. She clumsily got up and answered the door to see Chace waiting for her.

  He looked even more handsome than before. Now that she wasn’t so drunk and pissed off from that encounter with Dorian, she finally got to study Chace’s features a little bit more. He still looked the same after all this time but she did see his teeth were straightened out, maybe from wearing braces, and he seemed to have gained a little weight. Unlike her, however, his weight went to pure muscle.

  Chace was wearing a tight blue shirt that easily showed off the ripples of his abs, chest and biceps. He had on a nice pair of tight, ripped jeans that exuded the masculinity in him and it made Julie’s mouth water. She couldn’t help but just stare at how freaking hot he got over time.

  She, on the other hand, wore an off-shoulder blouse with a really low, daring neckline. She felt a little more confident wearing this now that she knew she was actually going to use her assets for someone she was interested in instead of hoping she’d catch the attention of a random asshole like Dorian. To pair it off she put on a pair of high shorts that were really so skimpy she might as well be wearing denim panties. It made her smile deep inside and that smile erupted on the surface when she saw Chace staring at her with big, wide ogling eyes.

  “Like what you see?” she asked with a nudge. He greeted her with a nod and a kiss on the lips.

  “I’d rather eat what I see but we’re running a little late,” he told her. “Sofia and the others are there already. There’s like nine other people dipping their hands to organize this reunion.”

  Julie shrugged. “It’s going to be like a cheap orgy – disgusting and unfulfilling. Come on, let’s dip in too and swim in the sea of nastiness.”

  Chace laughed and he took her by the arm and to the car. As they began driving he turned on the music player on the dashboard and started playing Debbie Gibson’s “Foolish Beat.”

  “Is this a subliminal message you’re trying to drill into my brain?” Julie asked when she started recognizing the meaning behind the lyrics.

  Chace’s face cracked with a grin, marked with a subtle hint of remorse and melancholy. “No. It’s random. I guess it was just some odd twist in fate that this is what plays now we’re trying this thing again.”

  “I could never love again the way that I loved you,” Julie sang along. “That’s literally how I felt Chace. That’s how I felt for so long. It’s like being sucked in a black hole and I can’t escape. Even all the light around me plunged down into the pit with me.”

  He knew how she felt. He felt that way too. “I know. I’ve been there too. When we walked away from each other I felt like my whole world was blowing up. I said a lot of mean things to you. I’m sorry.”

  “Let’s just promise not to repeat those mistakes,” Julie stuttered as the tears slowly welled in her eyes. “I can’t imagine life without you.”

  “I experienced life without you,” Chace said back, his eyes back on the road. “I never want to go through it again. You’re everything to me, Jules. We went through some really tough times but that’s all behind us now. I don’t want to sleep alone ever again.”

  Julie smiled and she locked her arm with his as he continued on to drive them through the suburb
s and into the city. It took a good fifteen minutes or so to finally arrive at the Flaming Margarita. It wasn’t as fancy as it sounded and Julie let out a groan of disappointment when she saw it didn’t even have leather seats.

  “Wow, this place is a dump,” she noted as they looked around inside. “Do you see them anywhere?”

  Chace pointed over to the corner. Julie then saw two tables joined together and there were about eight or nine people already seated, discussing amongst themselves while eating pizza. Chace and Julie joined them as quickly as they could and sat by the edge.

  “This is so weird, Chace and Julie together,” a skinny girl with brown eyes and blonde hair noted. This was Sofia, the designated Mean Girl that somehow got elected as president of the student body and the editor-in-chief of the school paper. She worked directly with Jessica and Talbert, the head organizers.

  Others whispered comments but neither Julie nor Chace gave in to explain the situation of their relationship. Julie just shrugged it off and gave Chace a succulent kiss on the lips, pressing her lips against his and meeting his tongue for a quick tour-de-force display of passion.

  That was enough to silence the others.

  “I thought we were going to concoct some kind of story?” Chace whispered into her ear. “That was not exactly the kind of narrative I pictured in my head when you told me we were going to have to go through the whole story.”

  Julie smiled and whispered back. “Would you rather spark a conversation with Mean Girl or just kiss me on the lips? Either way is going to get the job done, you know.”

  He chuckled and agreed. “Okay, I get it. W-wait, am I limited to just a kiss?”

  “Wait until we’re done here, fly boy, and I’ll make you forget your name the moment we get back in that car.”

  “Julie!” a voice then cut in and interrupted their conversation. Julie and Chace looked across the table to see the guy beside Sofia, Victor, waving at them.