Southern Belles 4 Blissmas (8 page)

He turned to Marti, "Honey, I have to take
care of this, smooth it over, take care of the driver and the
customer accounts. Are you coming with us? I don't have time for
your silly games."

"Uhmmm…." glancing at Mamá, then Annie and
back at Nick. "Well, I - I," shaking her head, "I don't think so.
I'll just hang here with Annie and Tommy until you get this squared
away. I really don't want to intrude."

She faked a smile. There was no way she was
going back to the hell that Ellie put her through. No way.

He ran his fingers through his hair, and
desperately let out a long exhale "
Vamonos
, Mamá, let's get
going. We need to be there by morning. I hope this weather holds
out. Roads should be clear, but if we get another snowstorm…"

Tommy pulled his phone out of his pocket,
sliding his thumb across the screen, searching for the weather app.
"Don't y'all think it would be better to leave in the morning,
you'll be driving all night and we don't even know if the mountains
are passable. Maybe you should check the weather first? Y'all sure
don't need to be getting stuck up in those mountains."

Mamá piped in "
Hijo
, he's right. There
is nothing you can do right now and we can get a fresh start
tomorrow morning."

Nick paced the kitchen, running his hand
through his hair and then he stopped. "Fuck! Oh…sorry, Mamá. Let me
think…" looking up, mumbling to himself he turned to his mother,
"You are right, I can't do anything and it would be stupid for me
to think I can cross those snowy mountains in the dark. We will
leave in the morning, very early. Mamá, you okay with that?"

She smiled, grateful that he decided to stay
till it was safer. Nodding in agreement, "
Si, hijo
, I will
be ready to go in the morning."

Tommy stood up, "Well, that's settled. Now
y'all know you are more than welcome to stay as long as you want.
Nick, can you take care of the salad dressing from here?"

"Salad dressing, yes. Idiot who screwed it up
in the first place, no. I really need to get home for that. I just
pray to God there are no lawsuits."

Marti slowly looked up. "Uhm…Nick? I'm sorry.
Sorry that you had to come down here to see me." She lowered her
face. "I'm sorry." She touched his arm, "I'm going upstairs. Good
night, y'all."

"Good night, Marti. Holler if you need
anything." Annie looked at her longingly, something was going on
with Marti and she didn't know what. She would have to talk to her
in the morning. Marti wasn't being the Marti she grew up with, not
the girl she knew.

Marti sadly trudged up the stairs; he would
be up soon enough, if he came up at all. She hoped he would. A
million thoughts were running through her head.
Should I go back
to Memphis? Should I stay here? If I stay, will he be with Ellie?
Has he ever been with Ellie? Do I really even care? I barely know
him and he hasn't been Mr. Knight in Shining Armor lately.
Shit!

She changed into a big T-shirt and crawled up
under the covers. The room was chilly and she didn't want to put
her sweats on, in case he did come up to her room. Pulling her
Kindle out of the nightstand drawer, she started to read. A steamy
romance that she just couldn't get into. The book was good; her
head was just not into it. Not while her thoughts were spinning out
of control.

After about an hour, she heard footsteps on
the stairs. Her heart skipped a beat. Finally. She heard the banter
of goodnights and Nick came in her room. She lay her Kindle to the
side and looked up at him. "Hey."

"Hey. You're still awake?" he asked as he
kicked off his shoes and sat on the side of the bed.

"Yeah, couldn't sleep." She reached out and
rubbed his arm, hesitating for a moment, waiting for his reaction.
There was none. "I'm sorry about the tanker."

"It's not your fault. I'll get it handled."
He paused, looking down, picking at a pine needle on his jeans.
"So…Ellie was a little harsh with you?" Reaching over, he caressed
her hand, tangling his fingers in hers.

"Yeah, but she always is. No biggie." She
played with his fingers, not knowing what to expect. At this very
moment, she had no idea where they were headed but she did know
something was going on between her heart and her head like two wild
animals fighting for their life. Even now, feeling him next to her,
she was at war inside herself.

He leaned over her, sliding up on the bed,
reaching his hands up to her face, caressing her cheekbone with his
thumb. He looked into her dreamy eyes and leaned over to kiss her,
tickling her bottom lip with his tongue. Her body shivered as his
soft lips met hers, she breathed him in, his kiss made her spine
tingle, his manly scent filled her senses and her tongue could
taste a hint of whiskey.

Her breathing increased and her breasts
heaved up and down, she felt her panties moisten; she wanted him
with all her being. Her hands traced along his body, feeling his
taut muscles, caressing his shoulders and she sighed. "Honey, are
you sure you wanna do this? I mean…with all the stress and
holidays, you don't have to."

Sliding his fingers up her gown, cupping her
heavy breast, "Ahh,
Preciosa
, I always want to hold you,
touch you and feel your beautiful body. You are my
Princesa
,
I will love you and hold you till the day I die."

Marti was speechless. After the bullshit
fight and her stomping around like a two year old, all she could
think was. "Wow."

He trailed kisses across her neck, while his
hand caressed her tummy and up to her breast. She reached for his
shirt, unbuttoning it and sliding it off his shoulders. Her mouth
and lips gently nipped at his neck while he slid his pants down.
The fire that built up inside when they were together was
insatiable.

Her shirt came off and they were both naked,
crawling under the covers. His hand went to her thighs and caressed
the moist folds of her sex. "
Princesa
…" he breathed, "you
make me so fucking crazy." A finger slid inside and then back out
to caress her clit, slicking it up for his thumb. She moaned, he
was an amazing lover; there was no doubt about that. She trembled
as his kisses moved down her belly, landing on her soft fur, his
fingers gently sliding in and out, his thumb tantalizing her nub.
She could feel his hardness on her thigh. She wanted to grab it and
suck it, but his hands wouldn't let her.

"Nick," she whispered, feeling her heart beat
in her loins as he kissed her slit, licking and sucking on her
clit. He placed his hands on her thighs and spread her legs,
moaning as her pussy drenched his face in wetness. His hand moved
up to play with her nipple, his other hand holding her lips apart,
his tongue circling her clit, before darting it inside.

She felt like his hands were everywhere, on
her breasts, her clit, her vulva, he rose up to her face, his mouth
covered in her wetness. "Marti," he breathed, "I can't stand this,
I need you. I’ve got to have you." He grabbed both her hands in one
of his and lifted them over her head.

Sliding his hips between her thighs and with
a loud moan, he thrust his thick cock into her. "Fuck!" She cried
out, her pussy was drenched in her own wetness, she paused for a
sweet moment to accommodate his size, and he plunged into her
again. She lifted her legs, her pussy wide open and he thrust
again, pounding into her, the sweat building up on his face and
chest. She hadn't had Nick like this since the trip to Las Vegas
and his animal grunts and moans made her body burn with desire.

The other hand slid under her leg as he
brought it up over his shoulder. He was wild, pounding his cock in
and then withdrawing it, only to thrust again. She loved it when he
fucked her like this.

Pure. Animal. Lust.

His sweat dripped down onto her chest, his
cock thrust deep inside her, her head rolled from one side to the
other. "Nick…fuck…" she panted, her words coming in spurts, he
grabbed her hip and thrust again… and again… and again.

The room spun as her mind went black, she
grabbed his ass and pulled him close into her, her hips bucking
against him as she cried out, "Nick!...Fuck! Fuck meeeee!" Burying
her fingernails in his ass cheeks, she pulled him in deeper and
deeper, her whole body thrashing, holding tight to his through the
waves of their animalistic pleasure. There was nothing in the world
right now that mattered except the pure ecstasy that was screaming
through their bodies.

"
Ahhhh, Dios!"
He grunted as his
muscles tensed and his body shuddered, he grabbed her ass tight
with both hands as he pummeled into her burying his whole length
inside. He quickly withdrew only to plunge it into her again. His
cock throbbed with each spurt of cum inside her pussy. His strong
body trembled. Moaning, she arched, reaching for his body, grinding
her pussy onto him. He thrust again, his cock bursting once more
with hot, sticky cum, as he buried it deep inside her.

As their moans gently subsided, he fell on
top of her, panting, his heart pounding on her chest. This is the
Nick she knew, the Nick she married. They lay there together for a
moment, breathing, feeling the heat of each other's bodies, spent,
motionless, speechless.

He rolled off of her, sliding his cock out of
her and lay beside her. "Marti, what am I going to do with you?
What am I going to do?"

She turned to him, snaking her hand across
his chest, her leg across his. "I don't know Nick," she whispered.
"I really don't know." A tear fell down her cheek. He was an
amazing lover, a fucking sex machine. But would that be enough? He
was leaving in the morning and that would give her time to think
and to shut off the fucking noise in her head. She couldn't think
straight when he was there. She needed some time for herself.

In the morning, he was gone. She finally had
time to exhale.

*****

Marti wiggled her toes in the warm pulsating
water. "I think I'm damaged. Or ruined. Wouldn't surprise me after
all the shit I've been through. Do you know my mom hasn't even
wanted to have lunch with me? She says she's busy. Now what kind of
mom is that? Probably that asshole she married."

"Yeah, your mom surprised me with that one.
But I wouldn't say you were damaged…you're a spoiled little brat,
but damaged goods? Probably not."

Marti and Annie were getting pedicures for
the upcoming Christmas Party. Mountain View had one every year and
it was a place where the small town could get together, have a
Christmas dinner and dance. The booze was free and the girls could
get all dolled up in their party dresses.

"Yep, damaged. I mean look at me. I am thirty
years old, married to a man I don't even live with. He's in a
different state, his mom is amazing and he's probably the best
thing that ever happened to me. And I'm in this podunk town getting
ready for a lame ass Christmas party. I could be in Paris or
something getting it on in the Eiffel tower. I tell ya…I'm fucked
up."

Annie laughed. "You're not fucked up, you're
human. Take it easy on yourself. You can't be everything to
everybody. Have you talked to him?"

"Yeah, I talk to him every day. He's coming
in this afternoon for the party. But Annie, I would have to sell my
soul to be with him. I mean….he's cool and all but when he's around
Ellie, he's a different person. I think he's trying to hide
something."

"Okay, you're damaged. He told you there was
nothing there, so you need to give him the benefit of the doubt and
believe that there is nothing there. DUH!"

Marti sighed, "I know. I just don't know what
to do. I mean we had so much fun and when he was here for
Thanksgiving, it was so cool, but when he's in Memphis, he's just
so….different."

"Well, he is a working man, gotta keep your
credit cards paid, ya know? Speaking of credit cards, you got your
dress all squared away for tonight?"

"Yeah, one thing the old man does is keep
those credit cards paid up. I mean he's filthy rich, like a fuckin
gazillionaire. Annie, what to do?" She sighed.

“I don’t know, hell, paint Christmas
decorations on your toes. That’ll make ya feel better,” Annie
replied, nodding to the gals that were doing their toes. “I really
don’t know Marti, you got me stumped on this one.”

"Sure," she said, smiling at the manicurist,
it felt good to hang out with Annie, no tension about Tommy or what
they were doing. Just two friends enjoying the little things in
life. Like toes. They had been together for a while now. Marti had
started looking for a place to stay, but Annie and Tommy insisted
she stay at the ranch.

When the girls' toes were finished and dried,
they got into Annie's Mercedes and drove through town. "Hey, what's
goin' on at Robinsons? Are they remodeling it? I wonder if Mr.
Robinson is around, pull in there."

Annie turned the car into the parking lot.
Marti lowered her window. "Excuse me? Sir?"

A tall construction worker walked over to the
car. "Can I help you ladies?"

"Yeah, what's going on with the store? Where
is Mr. Robinson?" Marti asked.

"Well ma'am, some company from out of state
bought it and we got the bid to have it remodeled. Redoing the
whole store. It'll be closed till after Christmas. They moved
everything over to Krogers on Main. You're going to have to shop
there for now."

"Oh my gosh, he sold this place? Poor guy. I
bet that was hard." She paused, looking over him at the store.
Smiling at him she waved, "Thanks a bunch and Merry Christmas!"

He tipped his hard hat, "My pleasure, ma'am
and Merry Christmas to y'all too!" He walked back towards the
store.

She looked at Annie, who was maneuvering out
of the lot. "That man has an amazing ass."