“Fuck me, Becky…” he gasped, tightening his grip on her onceagain. “Baby, don’t stop,” he whispered encouragingly when shehesitated. God help him, he could’ve just died when she turned andlooked at him for reassurance. His precious littleBecky.
Withconfidence, she continued her sweet assault on his pulsatingerection. He wouldn’t last much longer at this rate. As much as hewanted to prolong the glorious agony, his body had other plans.
Watching hershy, yet determined attempts to wrap that gorgeous little moutharound him was too much for him to bear! Still, he forced himselfto hold off.
Once again,Becky took him into her mouth, relaxing her jaw a bit more thistime. Tightening her grip gently around the bottom of his girth,she started to bob her head up and down along its length, taking inas much as she could. She could feel the tension in him build. Hewas trying very hard to remain in control. He was holding her headso steady, it is was hard to tell what he might do.
Feeling brave,Becky dove in further, a little too much, causing herself to gag.It was enough to drive him over the edge. One moment, he was in hermouth, the next, he swiftly yanked her away, but not beforespilling a good portion of himself across her lips.
Overwhelmed,but wanting to please him, Becky attempted to swallow what shecaught in her mouth. Unprepared, though, she started to cough.
“Hey, come here, you,” Kelley cooed, so full of love for her.“You don’t have to do that.” Reaching into the backseat, he dugaround and found a box of tissue. “Here,” he said, gently wipingher face before cleaning himself off. He then took her in his armsand cradled her into his chest. “That… was…”
“I’m sorry…” she started to say, saddened at her failure tofollow through, at least, that’s what she believed.
“Sorry? Sorry for what?” he asked, gazing at her, realizingfrom the look on her face what she was thinking. “Oh, love…” Henearly chuckled. “That’s was beautiful, what you did forme.”
“But I…”
“For Pete’s sake, Becky,” he said unable to contain his gleefilled laughter. “I don’t expect you to swallow.”
“But isn’t that what I’m supposed to do?”
“Aw…” He placed a kiss on her head. “It’s only if you wantto.”
“Oh… maybe next time.”
Lord, shewasn’t done stealing what was left of his heart. “Becky, just knowthat I loved every second of what you did,” he said, still gaspingfor air.
“Me too,” she said with a dreamy smile.
A littlefurther along the country road, Kell turned into a smaller windinglane, leading up to their first winery. Still quite enamoured withwhat had transpired earlier, Kell reached over and placed a kiss onBecky’s lips.
“Best get ready to sample some wine, sugar lips,” he said witha smile.
“Oh, how exciting!” she said, clapping her hands together. “I’mno expert, though. You’ll have to walk me through this.”
“You may not be an expert, but you are an artist in everythingyou do.” He leaned in and gave her a passionate kiss, one that leftthem both breathless.
“Aw… Kelley,” she swooned.
After samplinga few varieties of wines, whites and reds, different types ofgrapes, Rieslings, Chardonnays, and Cabernet Sauvignon, Becky wasfeeling pleasantly weightless. “Slow down, Becky,” Kell warned,steadying her as they exited the latest winery.
“Who knew there were so many wineries in Prince Edward County?”she said, leaning into him as the made their way back to thecar.
“Pretty cool, isn’t it?” He chuckled, watching her whileplacing their purchases in the trunk. “We’ll have plenty to drinkover the holidays.”
“You haven’t even tried any, though. What if you don’t like mychoices?” she asked worriedly.
“Oh, I’m sure that won’t be an issue,” he said, taking herhand. “Besides, someone’s got to drive.”
“You’re too good to me, Kelley,” she said, reaching up on hertiptoes, and planting a sloppy kiss on his chin.
At her words,Kell couldn’t help but worry that he might eventually disappointher. Those old feelings of unworthiness came over him. He’d end uphating himself if he ever hurt her. The idea frightened him to noend.
“Go on, Becky, get in the car.” Firmly setting her on theground, he led her to the passenger’s side door.
“You all right?” Becky asked after they’d driven in silence forthe longest time.
“Why wouldn’t I be?” he asked rather brusquely.
“I don’t know… you’re awfully quiet.”
“There’s nothing wrong with a little quiet,” he said, turningup the car stereo, effectively shutting her down.
The moody Gothhad returned, Becky thought with a resolute sigh. Never mind, he’dsoon snap out of it as he always did.
***
“A Tea Room?” Becky exclaimed, reading the sign as Kell, onceagain, turned off the main road.
“Not just any old tea room. It’s the Teddy Bear Picnic TeaRoom,” he explained, losing his resolve and chuckling at himself.When he’d seen it on the brochure at the last winery, he couldn’tresist taking Becky there for lunch. God forbid anyone he knew, seehim in this ridiculous place.
“Really?” Becky giggled, looking from him, all dressed in gothyblack, to the front porch of the quaint little country house-turnedtearoom.
“Listen, here,” he said, pulling her into him, looking verystern. “You breathe a word of this to anyone…”
Becky couldn’tcontain her amusement at the seriousness in his voice. She bubbledover with laughter and threw her arms around his neck. “Oh, Kelley,you silly old Goth!”
“I’m serious, not even Crispin, especially Crispin!”
Chapter 47
Christmasmorning, Becky awoke to the sounds of shuffling about in the neardistance. She automatically reached around to where Kelley shouldbe to discover him gone. One at a time, she opened her eyes to findhim crouching down on the floor beside the bed. He was looking ather with an expectant yet hesitant expression on his handsomeface.
“Merry Christmas, love.” He leaned in and gave her a quickkiss.
“Kelley…” She sat up and happily wrapped her arms around hisneck. “Merry Christmas.”
“Becky…” he whispered, holding her dear. “I’ve come to care agreat deal for you.”
“Me too, for you,” she said, still rather sleepily.
He pulled awayfor a moment and gazed
