Her Perfect Gift: A Christmas Romance

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by Ford, Mia


  With a heat blooming in my chest, I dart my tongue out just the once to brush over her clit. I lick her like a lollipop to see how she reacts, and immediately I can tell that I am driving her wild. The sounds bursting from her chest are like nothing that I have ever heard from her before, so I immediately give her sensitive nub more attention. I continue to drive my fingers in and out of her, massaging her insides, while I trace patterns and words over her clit. The pleasure builds inside of her. I can tell by the way that her thighs stiffen right up.

  “S… Seth,” she stammers in a rasping whispering voice. “It’s too much. I need you…”

  I can hear what she’s saying, and my cock wants the same thing as well, to be deep inside of her, but I haven’t yet had enough of tasting her yet, so I use my free hand to grip on to her ass and hold her in place while I become a mad man on a mission. I am all over her, licking every inch of her, pushing her over the edge.

  “I want you, Seth,” she cries out. “I want you inside of me now. I can’t… I can’t… oh God, I can’t.”

  But I still don’t stop, I continue to circle my tongue all around her, and I send her flying. The orgasm hits her hard, it rocks her body violently and makes her scream. I love those sounds coming from her, as much as I adore the contorted expression on her face as she loses control. Even when she tries to push me away because it’s getting too much, I remain where I am, continuing to push her further until she falls apart.

  As soon as she has finished pushing me away, I slide up her body and kiss her, hard. She can probably taste herself on my mouth which seems to send her flying even higher. She wraps herself tightly around me, clinging to me, holding on to every part of me while she shudders violently. Soon her fingers drift all the way down and she dips her hand in to my pants to wrap her fingers around me, stroking me softly.

  “I love you,” I murmur as she shoves my pants down and pulls me free. “So much. I can’t wait for our future. Me and you…” I start to lose my trial of thought as she picks up the pace with her pumping fist. “Us…”

  Darcy isn’t about to let me finish that thought. Instead, she takes control of the situation again, by pushing me back on the bed and straddling me. Now her wet heat is hovering over me, drawing me nearer to her.

  “Protection?” she whispers with her head cocked to one side curiously. There is a playful smirk on her lips which suggests that we’re about to get deep here. “Or are we really committing to one another.”

  If I slide my eyes closed, I know exactly what she means. She wants to know that me and her could have a family, give up the birth control and consider a family. Now, if anyone else in the world was saying this to me, I would freak the hell out and run away, but it’s Darcy and I want all of that with her.

  Instead of answering her with words, I grab hold of her hips and drive her down on my cock, letting her know that I want everything that she’s suggesting to me. She rides me hard and fast with her hands pressed against my chest, her pert breasts bouncing in my face, her nipple still wet from where I was sucking on her before. I was supposed to be taking this much slower and more careful this time around, but it seems like Darcy rips the self-control away from me and I don’t know what else to do but go with it.

  My heart pounds hard against my rib cage as the trusts shoot me towards the edge quickly. My ragged breaths sharpen in my lungs, everything tensing up inside of me, I’m just waiting for the pleasure to hit.

  “Fuck.” My eyes want to close but I force them to remain wide open so I can see Darcy as I explode. I need to have her face buried deep inside of my mind so I can keep this picture forever. Not that it matters, because it isn’t like I’m going to lose her. We are going to be together forever from here on out. “Oh God, Darcy.”

  At that moment I erupt like a fucking volcano, she leans her lips down and kisses me hard. I can feel my yelling vibrating through her body which somehow manages to make the orgasm that much more intense. It definitely is better with Darcy, there is no denying it. The feelings make it amazing; the love is phenomenal; I never want to let this go. She is the one for me, she is what my life has been missing, I love her.

  As we collapse on the bed next to one another, I cling to her and hug tightly, trying to communicate with her silently how much she means to me, how much I want to make this work…

  “I’m going to book the tickets,” I suddenly announce excitedly. “The plane tickets for LA.”

  “You don’t have to do that now, do you?” she asks me with wide shocked eyes.

  “Why not? We can get the next flight. Get out of here, on with our life. You know? What’s holding us back? I mean, the only reason that I was staying here is because of you.” Well, that’s half the truth. She is the main reason. Obviously, my father and friends as well, but she is the primary reason. “So, why not get started? I was going to stay here for the new year, but we could go to a Hollywood party instead.”

  “Really? A Hollywood party? That sounds… well, it could be pretty cool, couldn’t it?”

  “Exactly. You would love it, and it would be amazing to go there with you on my arm.” I can’t contain myself. I can feel myself getting too excited. “Plus, it means that you can pack quickly and not have to deal with your mom for much longer. I’m sure that’s what you want. And we can start building makeup connections right away.”

  “Shit, yeah we could. That sounds amazing.” She claps her hands together with glee. “I like it.”

  I leap out of bed and grab my laptop ready to do it right away. My dream is coming true, finally, I am sweeping back to Hollywood, to this dream that I want more than anything in the world, with my love.

  “I can pay for my own ticket though…” she says. “I have some money to get it…”

  “I don’t want you to,” I insist right away. “I want to buy it for you. A gift.”

  “Oh, right because the diamond necklace wasn’t enough?” she teases. “You really are spoiling me.”

  “And I intend to keep doing that because you deserve it. I want to treat you like a princess forever. I want to take you away from here and show you the rest of the world, let you see how amazing life can be.”

  I love the stars in her eyes, the shining joy as she thinks about this, because it’s exactly how I feel as well. Hollywood hasn’t been as exciting as it used to be, but seeing it through Darcy’s eyes is going to bring that back for me, isn’t it? It’s going to make my life as awesome as it used to be, it’s like the stars have started shining in my sky once more. I can’t wait for it, for what comes next.

  “I love you very much, Seth Bishop,” she tells me earnestly. “And I can’t wait for our life together.”

  I grab her up in a hug and kiss her gently. “I love you too, and I can’t wait to show you that.”

  Chapter Eighteen

  Darcy

  December 31st

  “Ivy, you won’t be able to believe this place,” I insist as I wander a little aimlessly around Seth’s apartment. Well, my apartment now too, as he keeps telling me. Not that I can get used to that idea. “Seth told me that he had this big LA apartment, but it’s much more massive than that. It’s huge. And he has all of this cool stuff as well. A TV bigger than a cinema screen, all of this awesome artwork on the walls, and the most fantastic view. I can’t believe it, it’s nothing like home. I love it here.”

  The sunshine helps as well. It always seems to be sunny in LA which I freaking love. It’s impossible to be miserable here. The best is the sensation that I am free at last. Free as a bird, soaring high away from my parents and their overprotective nature. It’s amazing. I want to spin around and giggle like a schoolgirl because I am so excited. I can’t contain myself.

  “So, you really love it?” Ivy asks me with sorrow in her tone. “I thought that you might come back.”

  “Oh, I’m sorry. I know that you hate how I took off like that,” I reply regretfully. “But my mom made it so that I didn’t have any choice in the matter. I had to g
et out of there, she went crazy because of me and Seth.”

  “Hmmm…” I can tell that Ivy isn’t totally convinced herself, which is fair enough. I can’t expect her to be fully accepting of this because unlike my mother she does know what happened before, all of it, but at least she’s stepping backwards and allowing me to do what I know is right. “Okay, well as long as Seth is being good…”

  “Oh, he’s being amazing.” I swell with happiness. The last couple of days have been amazing here. He has been doing whatever he can to make me feel welcome, make me happy… he really is different this time around. He’s been a real gentleman with me, fully committed in every single way.”

  “That’s good,” Ivy replies a little cautiously. “I’m glad to hear it. He has a lot of making up to do.”

  “I know, I know, but he’s doing well. He’s out at a meeting with his agent right now, but when he comes back, he’s bringing a fancy dinner with him. Then we’re going to a Hollywood party tonight…”

  “Now that makes me jealous,” she admits. “Because me and Adam are just going to the local bar before heading home for a quiet night in. We will be watching the Times Square ball drop on TV.”

  I weirdly get a little pang of jealousy myself because that sounds so simple and lovely. I don’t want to feel that way because I know how lucky I am, but I kinda wish that me and Seth could do the same. I’m nervous about mingling with other celebrities, because that will be really strange. Especially when Seth is used to it, because this is his world. I’m scared that I will be out of my comfort zone and make a mess of things.

  “Oh, but that sounds fun too, Ivy,” I tell her. “I would like to be there with you.”

  “No, you wouldn’t! You are going to be living the freaking dream. I bet you even have designers sending you dresses to wear tonight because they all want to be seen on Seth Bishop’s girlfriend on your unveiling. Your first official night out in the public eye and you need to look amazing.”

  I dart my eyes over to the rack of dresses in the corner of the room… dresses which I haven’t yet looked at because I’m filled with nerves. Seth has told me that I won’t offend anyone by not picking their clothes because it happens all the time. He encouraged me to try them all on to see which one feels best, but I haven’t yet gotten around to it. I’m going to have to though because I don’t have much time…

  “I do actually. And I have hair and makeup people coming around later on.”

  “Another hairdresser?” Ivy demands in mock horror. “How dare you? I am so offended.”

  “I’m sorry. You know I wouldn’t go to anyone else if I didn’t have to. I would much prefer you here.”

  “Well, maybe when you are famous in your own right, I will be your personal stylist.”

  “Now that isn’t going to happen, I’m not chasing fame, but yes… you can be.”

  We chat for a little while longer which makes me more home sick than I thought I was going to be, but soon me and Ivy have to end our conversation. I can’t think about my friends and my other life right now, because I need to find an outfit that fits around my diamond necklace to live the Hollywood dream. I do what I can to push the nerves to one side and concentrate on the excitement because I need to make the most of this amazing opportunity. I need to enjoy it in place of all the people who can’t. I need to show Ivy how incredible my life here can be, how being with Seth is the right choice for me. I know, I just need to let everyone else see that my judgement can be trusted. That me and Seth are meant to be after all.

  “I am a princess,” I whisper to myself, reminding myself of the fun. “I can be a princess. Even if being Hollywood royalty makes me nervous. Being in the public eye makes me scared, but I can do anything…”

  I can. I roll my shoulders back and hold my head high. Yep, I can.

  * * *

  “I don’t look like me,” I tell Seth nervously as the car pulls up outside the party. “There are all those photographers there, people who are going to want to see us together, and I don’t look like myself.”

  “You look like a princess, Darcy,” Seth chuckles, not really getting my point. “You look amazing. Like a real LA princess. People are going to be thinking that you’re a model or something.”

  Hmm, a model, the sort of woman who is normally on Seth’s arm. That’s just a way to make me feel even more insecure right now. Sure, I look better than normal, like a doll or an airbrushed version of myself in a magazine, but instead of taking that and feeling good about it, I’m just stiff and uncomfortable.

  “Don’t worry.” Seth pulls me to him and kisses me on top of the head. “I know this is a bit much the first time, I was really nervous as well when I had to do something like this, but I can assure you that the attention on you only lasts for a moment before they move on to someone else. It’s fast. Then we will be inside the party and we can have a drink and enjoy ourselves. It will be great. Trust me.”

  I send him a smile, trying to let him know that I’m okay, but really, I’m a mess. Seth takes this at face value and slides out the car before holding his hand out to me. I’m too scared to get out of the car because it’s safe here and there is a lot of noise out there, but I feel like Seth really needs me right now. He wants my help.

  So, with a deep breath, I drag my ass along the seat and let him take me with him. Then we walk along a bright red carpet, an actual red carpet which is something that I have only seen in magazines before now. My legs are trembling and shaking as I go, but thankfully I have Seth there to hold me upright.

  “Smile,” he whispers to me, his words tickling my ear. “The cameras are on us right now.”

  I do as he commands, but I feel like my smile might be stiff and forced. I don’t know how to smile to make myself look good, and to be honest, I have been on the Internet before. I don’t think that it matters how I will look; people will find something negative to say about me anyway. I don’t stand a chance.

  “Seth who is this? Your new girlfriend? Tell us about her!”

  “Does this mean you and Arianna are over? What does she think about this?”

  “Is this new girlfriend the reason why your career has changed?”

  Questions fire from every angle and I’m surprised that Seth doesn’t bother to answer them at all. Instead, he turns away from the crowd and he guides me inside. It seems like he thinks that he has given them enough. It’s good he knows what to do because I sure as shit don’t have a clue. Especially when it seems like they are already trying to dig around, find a reason why they don’t like me. I haven’t changed his career, I didn’t make him split up with whoever they were talking about, I haven’t done anything wrong.

  I’m glad that he isn’t giving them anything about the pair of us too, because that is ours. Not theirs.

  “There, done.” He leans down and kisses me. “Told you it was quick. Now it’s time to party.”

  I don’t say anything, but I don’t think that Seth needs me to, because he starts walking us both inside the party room. I’m instantly struck by how fancy it is, much more than any party that I have ever been to before. It’s all purple and gold with waiters carrying flutes of champagne and tiny little appetizers that I don’t think anyone is eating. I thought that my dress was glamorous, but as I look around, I realize that I got the worst dresses sent to me. Not that any of them were bad, but they aren’t anything A list, that’s for sure.

  “You want a drink?” Seth grabs two from a tray as the waiter walks by and gives me one. “It’s nice.”

  I take a sip but I’m not sure how much I actually like it. I try my hardest not to make a face, but I don’t know if I succeed. It’s a weird bitter taste, I don’t know how everyone else can drink it with such ease. Still, I can’t take this as a sign that I don’t belong here, I need to keep giving it a try.

  “Oh look! There are my co stars,” Seth tells me excitedly. “From the new movie that I’m working on. Come on, let me introduce you to everyone. You will love them all, honest
ly. Especially Winter, who I’m going to be working closely with. She is a real sweetheart. The two of you will get on well.”

  Oh God, I don’t know if I am ready to meet anyone. I don’t know if I am used to this room enough yet. But it doesn’t matter, Seth is off, and I don’t want to be left alone without him. It’s probably better for me to jump into the deep end with both feet anyway, to get used to the people here, make some friends because this isn’t just a vacation for me, this is about to become my real life, so I need to become a part of it. I need to embrace all of the people in Seth’s life, even if it scares the living shit out of me, because they are totally out of my league.

  If Seth Bishop, the boy from next door can do it, then so can I.

  Chapter Nineteen

  Seth

  December 31st

  This party is amazing, one of the best that I have ever been to. Hollywood does party well, I have known that ever since I first moved out here, but there is something extra special about tonight. I can’t explain it, it’s like a buzzing underneath the surface. Perhaps it’s because I have had a time out and now, I’m back. It’s given me the opportunity to miss LA and appreciate what I have here. I do have it good.

  “They have really went all out for this, haven’t they?” Winter laughs. “It’s pretty incredible. Last year they didn’t have all the canapes, did they? And I’m pretty sure that the drink wasn’t champagne.”

  “You were here last year?” I gasp in shock. “I didn’t see you, and I’m sure that I wouldn’t have missed you.”

  Winter Basel is undeniably striking looks wise. She has bright purple hair that can be seen from a mile off and pale gray eyes that seem to be shrouded in mystery. As soon as I saw a picture of her and learned that she will starring in the movie with me, I was pleased because I’m sure she will draw in a huge crowd, a new audience for me. I really want this movie to go well because it will lead to other similar projects in the future. That’s my dream, and since everything else has been going my way at the moment, it’s hard not to think it might happen.

 

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