Under the Mistletoe (13 page)

“I’m dead.”  I reply, collapsing back onto
the bed.  What a way to wake up.  It’s Christmas Day and for the first time in
my life, I feel complete and excited for what the future holds.  This is the
first morning to wake up together and I’m going to treasure this memory
forever.  Of course it’s going to be hard to forget after the amazing blow job.

“Happy Christmas.”  She says, settling down
next to me, “Did you really mean no sex?”

Laughing out loud, Bree covers my mouth
with hers to shut me up.  Licking around my lips and mouth she then sucks my
tongue into her mouth while using her hands on my nipples, moving them slowly
down south.  Reaching my erection, Bree breaks the kiss to look down to find me
ready and eager for action again.

Smiling up at me, she climbs on top and
impales herself on my cock.  “Bree, you’re going to get me banned from stepping
foot in this house again.”

Leaning down she places a soft kiss to my
lips, “I love you Gabe.  Don’t ever forget it.”  She says and sits back up.

Starting to ride me slowly, “I won’t.  I
love you just as much.”

Reaching with my hands to caress her
breasts and rub her nipples between my thumbs and fingers has Bree breathing
heavier and sliding up and down on me faster.

I move one hand between her legs to play
with her clit as I continue to squeeze her breasts.  Bree’s orgasm hits; she
clamps her mouth shut so she doesn’t shout out.

With her insides contracting around me, I
sit up and latch onto one of her breasts with my mouth, sucking deep as she
starts coming again sending me over in the second orgasm of the morning. 
Wishing to god I could make her pregnant.

Bree looks at me as we’re both collapsed on
the bed trying to get our breathing back to normal, “You did lock the door,
Gabe?”

“Fuck.  No.”

Giggling, Bree runs to the door to lock it
just as the handle turns, “You guys awake yet?”

“Beth, go away.”

Hearing chuckling from the hall, “Mom says
you both have to come downstairs this minute, everyone’s waiting to see what
Santa brought.”

She rolls her eyes at her sister through
the door, “Tell her we’ll be down in ten, okay.”

“Okay.”

She turns back to me while I lie on the bed
propped up on my elbows admiring the view of a very naked Bree and trying to
hide the fact that my dick is rising, again. 

“I can’t believe you stripped down and let
me have my way with you, not even bothering to lock the door.”

Groaning, “It never entered my head. 
Besides it’s your fault for falling asleep in my lap last night.”

“You drugged me, so we couldn’t have sex.”

“If I did, it didn’t work very well, did
it?”

Throwing a pillow at my head, “Ha ha, funny
guy,” she says, laughing.

“I suppose we better get cleaned up and
head down before your Dad comes up here with his gun.”

I can see her watching me as I climb out of
bed in my naked glory.  Seeing the look in her eyes as she looks at my erect
cock, I back away and shove my legs quickly into jeans, zipping them, “You’re
not getting in them until tonight, back at my place.”

She goes into the bathroom to wash up,
“Spoil sport.”

Now she’s disappeared from sight, I fall
back on the bed with a sigh of relief. 
She’s gona kill me.
  Needing to
change into something other than jeans for today, I sit back up and grab my bag
from the floor to retrieve my jumper.  Standing, I remove my jeans and step
into clean underwear and trousers.

Shit.
 
I can’t get the zipper up.  My cock just wants to play some more.  Putting my
hand inside my boxer’s, I stroke downwards to my balls which feels so damn
good.  I take a firmer hold and bring my hand back up to the weeping tip,
taking my hand back down to massage my balls again. 
Fuck.
  I shouldn’t
have started this.  Taking some deep breaths, I remove my hand and finding some
tissues, wipe the tip; I hiss – it feels damn good.

I finally dress and wait for Bree to finish
in the bathroom, although I still feel pretty close to joining her.

Bree finally walks out of the bathroom to
find me fully dressed rather festively in black jeans, black and red sweater,
holding a small red box in my hand.

“Come here babe, I have something for you
that I want to give you in private.”

Seeing Bree raise an eyebrow, I burst out
laughing, “You can wait until tonight for that present.”

Bree walks over to sit beside me on the bed
in just her robe, “I’m curious now.”

“I bought you this present a month ago.” 
Handing the small box to Bree with a slight shake to my hands, she takes it and
removing the bow opens the lid to find a small gold heart on a delicate chain.

Picking the heart up, Bree notices the
engraving on the back.  She lifts it closer, ‘
You’re my Heart, GS
’.

Seeing Bree’s eyes flood with tears, I take
hold of her face and using my thumbs, wipe them away.  “Oh, Gabe.”

“I take it you like it then?”

Laughing and crying at the same time, “I
love it and will treasure it always.”  Turning her back to me, “Will you put it
on me please?”

“My pleasure.”  Fastening the chain around
Bree’s neck, I bend down placing a kiss to her neck while I smooth the necklace
around her.

Standing up and moving from the bed, Bree
quickly and silently pulls her black jeans on along with the black and red
chiffon.

I just sit on the bed watching her, hoping
she’s okay.  I can’t remember the last time she was so quiet.  I watch her move
to the tall set of draws, where she opens the top one and takes out a Christmas
wrapped package.

Noticing I have her full attention, I sit
up straighter on the bed; she starts walking towards me, sitting down beside
me.  Taking my hand she links our fingers together and with a slight smile, she
tells me, “I bought you this, eleven months ago.”

Rather nervously, Bree passes the gift to
me.  My hands are about as steady as Bree’s.

Opening the package slowly, I find a watch
inside.  Stunned, I just look at it as Bree takes it out of my hands and
removes the watch from the box.

Opening the fastener on the watch, she
holds it up to me.  Realizing she’s had it engraved the same as I had her
gift.  I try to focus,
‘GS, I love you now and always, BK’
.

“I was too much of a coward to tell you
myself in case you rejected me, so I had it engraved and planned to give it to
you on Christmas Eve…. I certainly wasn’t expecting Christmas to turn out quiet
like it has.”  Smiling up to me, “I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

“Neither would I, babe.”  I let Bree fasten
the watch onto my wrist, “I love this gift Bree.  Thank you.”

“Bree, Gabe, get downstairs now or do I
need to come up there with my shot gun?”

Opening the bedroom door, “We’re on our way
Dad.”

Her Dad shouts back on a chuckle.  “I thought
that would hurry you up.”

BREE

I’m walking downstairs ahead of Gabe, “Dad
you’re not threatening my fiancé are you?”

He laughs and heads back into the lounge
where everyone’s waiting for us, “Wouldn’t dream of it honey.  Come here.” 
Walking into my Dad’s arms I say, “Happy Christmas.”

“Happy Christmas honey, go and sit with
Gabe.”  Raising my eyebrow, “I’m playing Santa this year.”

Groaning, I go and sit in Gabe’s lap.  He
pulls me back against his chest snuggling with his face into my neck.

Watching Dad sort the presents out, I can’t
help but laugh at him as he’s probably wishing he’d done this last night while
he had more room to maneuver.

Travis bringing a very happy looking Sarah
with him sits beside us, pulling Sarah on to his lap, “Happy Christmas sis,
Gabe.”

As I’m about to reply, I catch something
sparkling on Sarah finger which wasn’t there last night.

They’re engaged!
I jump up off Gabe and scream, “Oh my God.”  Taking hold of Sarah’s left hand,
I hold it up for closer inspection as everyone else starts to realize what’s
happening and shout congratulations in Travis and Sarah’s direction, “I can’t
believe you just sat down and didn’t say anything.”

Travis looks slightly sheepish, “We didn’t
want to take anything away from you.”  My face starts to fall.  Travis is my
brother and no way does his happiness come after mine.  Seeing my expression, “You
and Gabe have been a long time in the making.  You deserved to have today.”

I go to hug him, “I love you Travis and
your engagement is just as important as mine.  Don’t ever think otherwise…. I
would’ve been seriously pissed if I discovered this later or tomorrow.”

“Bree Elizabeth Keller, I hope, I didn’t
hear you curse?”  I look over to Mom who’s standing across the room with her
hands on her hips trying not to laugh.

“No ma’am.”  I say, offering a cheeky grin.

“Hmm.”

Beth starts getting impatient, “Do you
think we could do presents now…. Please?”

“God sis, you’re just like a little kid.”

Seeing that Dad now has everything
organized, we all settle back down as he hands everyone the presents with our
names on.

Beth makes me laugh just ripping into her
present from Mom and Dad while I take my time.

“Hey sis, what did you get from Mom and
Dad?”

“An organizer, although I wasn’t expecting
anything as elegant as this one is…. What about you Beth?”

She has tears in her eyes, “Mom got me the
bag I’ve wanted for a while, but couldn’t afford.”

Hugging her sister, “Wow, we’re so lucky….
So is there going to be a third engagement?”

“Oh my God, no, I’m not getting married
until I’m fifty.”

I shove Beth over, “Yeah right.  You just
wait until love hits you.  We’ll see what you’re saying then.”

“Listen up.  We have a guest coming for
Christmas dinner.  I want you all on your best behavior, and Beth, you better
put some clothes on.  I don’t want the new Doctor having a coronary with you in
your pajamas.”  Mom tells us.

Turning to me she mouths ‘new Doctor’.  I
laugh, “He’s hot sis, better look your best.”

“Who’s hot?”

Laughing, “Gabe, trust you to only hear
that part of our conversation.  I was just telling her the new Doctor is hot.” 
Turning back to Beth, “Mom tried to set me up with him not realizing I was
already with Gabe.  She’ll be fixing you up with him now.”

I can’t help laughing at the look on Beth'
face; she stands and collects all her things together disappearing up the
stairs, probably to get dressed ready for Zack.

Gabe pulls me up from the floor, where I
ended up while opening presents, “Let’s help your Dad tidy up, so we can watch
some Christmas television.”

I give him a quick kiss, “Okay Gabe.  I
guess that means let’s help Dad clean up, so you can watch Christmas television
while I’m in the kitchen being Moms slave.”

Laughing as he kisses me on the nose, “Of
course babe.”  Smacking me on the butt as he walks past, I quickly get him back
by pinching him on the butt while he bends over to pick some wrapping paper up.

Grinning, “Gabe would you mind taking our
things upstairs out of the way before you become a couch potato for the day?”

I then offer him a mischievous grin and
shout through to the kitchen, “Mom.  Gabe and Travis have volunteered to wash
up after dinner.”

I laugh on my way into the kitchen to the
protest of both guys.

“Hey Mom, what do you want me to do?” As
Mom turns around she just smiles with tears in her eyes. “Oh Mom, what’s
wrong?”

Wiping her eyes, “It’s nothing.  This is
the best Christmas I can ever remember having.  My eldest child is engaged to a
lovely young woman and my eldest daughter is engaged to Gabe, who both your Dad
and I love as though he was one of our own.  Nothing could make me happier
knowing you’re going to be with Gabe.”

Crying now myself, “Oh Mom, you’re the only
parents Gabe’s known and hearing you say that means the world to me and it will
him.”

“I know that honey.”  Laughing now, “He’s
been in love with you for years.  I can still remember his face when you came
downstairs in your prom dress when you where just seventeen.”

Sighing, she continues, “Youngest in your
class.  I thought he was going to kill your date, sling you over his shoulder
and carry you off to have his wicked way with you.”

I cover my face with my hands in
embarrassment, “Oh my God, Mom, you did not?”

“Oh yes I did.”

I wanted to shock my Mom, like she just did
me, “Well, you’ll be pleased to know he’s certainly made up for lost years.”

Hearing choking from behind me, I turn
around to find Gabe stood there bright red.