The Winter Guest *Complete*

CHAPTER NINETEEN

When I returned home, I nervously retreated in my room. He was coming here tonight! What should I do? What should I wear? Would I wear anything for that matter? I started cleaning my room and nipped down to the bar and took a few bottles of wine.
One of them was empty an hour later. I was too nervous to eat and the wine hit me like a ton of bricks. Feeling my knees tremble and seeing the world dancing around me, I decided that it was better to get some water and lay down…

Hours later, I woke from somebody calling my name from afar. It was dark.

“Kate? Are you awake?”

I opened my heavy eyelids and located the sound above my head.

“Alan?” I asked drowsy.

He sat on my bed and looked at me.

“You left the door open, no, no, no, stay there,” he said as I attempted to get up. He wiped a string of hair from my face.

“I wanted to make you something to eat, actually…but I failed,” I muttered as I tried not to look at the empty bottle.

“Did you think I came here to eat something?” he whispered as he leaned forward and kissed my forehead.

I looked in his eyes, the greenish shade almost seemed to sparkle underneath the brown colours. Not the pitch black shade I had seen this morning. This colour made me nearly gasp for breath.

“I am just glad you’re here.” I said.

“So am I Kate, So am I.”

He put his arms on either side of me and leaned forward, I sank back in the pillows again. His face was so close when he whispered, ‘ You’re so beautiful.’ And he kissed me softly on my lips. I reached my arms out to him and pulled him on top of me. He didn’t break the kiss and as he gently sucked my bottom lip I felt his weight on top of me. It felt so good. My hand was at the back of his neck, playing with his hair. So soft and silky.

Our gentle kisses grew fiercer. Our tongues were fighting to dominate each others mouths. My hand drifted from his hair to his back. I pulled up his shirt, I wanted to feel his smooth, warm skin. My nails teased his back. Panting heavily we broke our kiss, he lowered himself a little and his hands caressed my stomach, he kissed my bellybutton as he pulled up my shirt. With his lips still locked on my stomach, his hands made their own path underneath my shirt. I wasn’t wearing a bra and when his hands finally reached them, he pulled up an eyebrow in surprise. This time it was his turn to tease me with his fingernails as he carefully followed the outline of my breasts. I arched my back as he cupped them both and ran his thumbs over my nipples.

“You sure the curtains are drawn this time?” he asked with a husky voice as he lifted himself a little and took of his shirt.

Unable to speak I glanced at the windows and nodded. I had made that sure even before I opened the wine.

“Good,” he said while he pulled my shirt over my head, “Now, let me take off your clothes.” His hand was already on its way to unzip my skirt. I closed my eyes to his touch. I heard him kick off his shoes, and when he’d removed my skirt, he took off his trousers. Leaving his boxers and my knickers on, he lay on his back on the bed and pulled me on top of him.

The air was a little chilly and I shivered. But I guess me shivering was caused by Alan’s hand running down my back and kissing my neck rather than the actual cold. I didn’t know where to touch him first, I wanted him completely. As a hand reached out for my hair I felt a jolt of arousal pierce my stomach. I opened my legs a little to place them on either side of Alan and I could feel his hardness in his boxers.
He stopped the nibbling on my ear and when his mouth found mine again he moaned. The deep, low tone of his moan made me gasp.

“What is it?” he asked, his voice was thick and he whispered, “have I hurt you?”

“No, please, don’t stop!” I managed to say

“Kate, if you want to stop at any point, tell me, yes?” He looked at me with worried eyes and his hair all ruffled.

“Don’t talk,” I said. But I nodded as if answering his question. He looked into my eyes for what felt like a minute, and when he kissed me again after that it was as if there was even more passion in his kisses.

He gently rolled me on my back as he held me. Him on top of me felt even better and my hand ran across his back down to his perfect tight ass still wrapped in his boxers. I was getting so turned on that I worried he’d might feel it through my knickers. His hand was already gently playing with the side of my panties and as I bucked my hips he got the hint and pulled them down.
He broke our kiss as he looked at me and said: “Just close your eyes and relax. Do you trust me?”
Nodding yes I closed my eyes and I felt his weight being lifted off of me and a trail of soft, wet kisses to my bellybutton.
His hands followed by legs, my thighs and, as I held my breath, the kisses around my bellybutton stopped when his mouth went even further down. Gently kissing my thighs he slowly worked his way to my wet centre. I feared that the smallest touch would send me crashing into bliss immediately but he knew just how to tease me.

Finally I felt his tongue on my skin as he licked me slowly and gently. I gasped and heard myself trying to utter his name, but the arousal had already taken my ability to speak. Him kissing and licking my wetness felt fabulous. Then his lips found my clitoris and he swirled the tip of his tongue around it, his finger ready to enter me.
This felt so good. I really had forgotten just how good sex could be. Slowly licking, sucking and teasing me he brought me closer to my climax. And when his tongue started moving faster I heard myself whisper from another planet. “ Please, don’t ever stop! Oh Gods, please don’t ever stop!” . With his fingers inside me and his tongue in full action I felt the tips of my toes tingle. The muscles in my legs contracted. With my eyes closed I saw orange and yellow sparks dancing before my eyes. He stopped right before I was about to crash over the edge and I flung my eyes open to see why the hell he had stopped.
He looked at me and smiled a teasing sort of smile. Not taking his fingers out of me, he crawled on top of me while I begged him to continue.

“Please, Alan…I want you,” I whimpered as I felt his hard penis pressing against my thigh. I knew I wanted him more than ever. I didn’t want to stop. I wanted him inside of me, wanted to feel him inside of me and I wanted him to join me in this perfect bliss.
I cringed beneath him and tried to reach for his boxers.

“Alan..take…me,” I whispered in his ear as he was kissing my neck and ears.

“You want me to…” he looked at me, his face red with tension and lust.

“Please,” I moved my hips to feel his fingers deeper inside of me and started pulling down his boxers.
“Are you sure?” he asked with a mix of care and hope in his voice.

“Yes!” I nearly cried out, barely able to take the teasing.

His fingers left my body and he pulled down his boxers, moving his body on top of me.

“Kate,” he said as I felt the tip of his erect penis coming closer between my legs, “If it hurts, I will stop.”
“You won’t hurt me, I trust you,” I said.

He wanted to support himself on his arms as to not rest all of his weight on me. But I put my arms around him and pulled him closer.
“I want to feel you, all of you,” I said.
He entered me gently and I felt his breath on my face as he desperately tried to take things as slow as his own body would let him. There was no pain so far and I held my breath as he pushed further. We were both panting heavily now and my mouth was dry. He started moving slowly and I closed my eyes as the movement at first wasn’t really pleasant. But after a little while, I got back into the heat of the moment again. Alan on top of me, me wrapped around his body, his breathing on my face, and the arousal was back again. I now pulled my legs up and around his back, so he could enter me even deeper. It felt so good as I held on to his body.
He moved faster now and his panting grew stronger. My nails dug into his back.
He broke the rhythm and started moving slower again while I whimpered beneath his kisses. This was driving me crazy and I knew I couldn’t take this for very long. Alan’s panting had turned to grunts, as he picked up the pace again. It was like magic, there was no pain just satisfaction.
My legs were pushing his back down and he was thrusting inside of me now. For a moment the room around me seemed to disappear in thin air and I opened my eyes to look at Alan. He looked back at me still moving faster.

“ Yes, yes, Alan, oh God, oh God,” I moaned as I felt my body stiffen and with one final thrust Alan had sent me flying. Shivering beneath him I heard his grunts fill up the room as he came too.

For a few minutes we lay on top of each other, exhausted and breathless, just listening to our breathing calming down. I wished this moment could’ve lasted for ever. He rested his head on my chest and I stroked his hair.

“You’re still trembling,” he said, when he had caught his breath again

I couldn’t speak just yet but smiled. I was the happiest person in the world. And lying in each others arms, we held each other, stroked each other, kissed each other and finally drifted of to sleep. As if the outside world didn’t exist. At least, not for now.