Gifted Connections 4

He turned us, shielding me from anyone that may look over. Anyone that may look at us would just see him embracing me. He groaned low against my ear as he slipped his fingers further down my pants. I hadn’t bothered putting on underwear, and he made another satisfied sound as his fingers found my core.

“You’re such a tease,” he hissed right before he thrust two fingers into me and his large thumb began to rub my sensitive nub.

I muffled my squeal against his arm. I just wanted him to feel my reaction to him. I never expected him to take it a step further. I closed my eyes and enjoyed his ministrations. I was just wondering if anyone would notice if we slipped away for a little while, when I heard my name. It broke through my desire filled euphoria.

“Can you grab me some more mac and cheese too, Blake?” Jaxson called from the living room.

“Sure,” my voice came out a little huskily, and I hoped no one else had noticed it.

Remy chuckled in my ear. “To be continued.”

“Not fair,” I whimpered as he withdrew his hand from me.

“Don’t think you’re the only one suffering,” he husked as he rubbed himself against my back.

I hid my aroused and slightly pained smile, glad to know I could still affect him. I hastily stepped away from him to try to regain some of my composure and fix up Jaxson’s plate.

We had parted just in time, as Drake came into the room to start the homemade hot chocolate. The only hot chocolate I had ever known was the kind that was in the powder form and even then, I had been wrong. I had always thought there wasn’t a huge difference between hot chocolate and hot cocoa. I had been so, so wrong.

Drake’s version of hot chocolate was the best I have ever had. It was slightly better than the hot chocolate Jace had gotten me the first time I had ever skied, the first time he told me he loved me.

I was surprised to see Drake bring down a large bottle of Rumchata.

He smiled at me. “For the adults,” he explained.

I smiled with a nod. I didn’t believe in using alcohol as a crutch, but I may need it tonight. There was a knock on the door, and my smile faded away. I took a deep calming breath before grabbing my plate and walking to the door.

“I’ll get it,” Jace stated as he gave me a reassuring look.

I gave him a grateful smile before I handed Jaxson my plate. “I threw on some ham for you,” I stated with a shrug.

“Are you sure, isn’t this yours?” he asked.

“I’m going to get the children. I can make a plate for myself later,” I explained.

“I already texted them.” Troy gave me a guilty look.

I took a seat next to Noah and snuggled into him. I was hoping to have a few moments to prepare myself, even though I knew they were coming.

“Merry Christmas Eve!” Greg exclaimed as he came in bearing gifts.

Hazel came in carrying more gifts, followed by Miranda who was holding a thrashing Harry. He was making the same keening cries he had been when I first met him.

“Merry Christmas Eve,” we all chorused back, some of us more enthusiastic than others.

Will hopped up and quickly started helping Hazel with the bags in her hands. “Wow,” Will joked. “You guys really did go crazy.”

“I missed too many Christmases with them,” Miranda said self-deprecatingly as she struggled with Harry.

I bit my tongue from any sarcastic or caustic remarks. It was Christmas Eve, after all. This wasn’t about me. This was about the kids.

“What’s wrong with him?” Ella was looking at Harry with something akin to confusion and disgust.

The children/teens all filed into the room, eyeing Miranda warily as they took seats on the floor near us.

“Ella Marie,” I stated sharply.

“What?” she gave me one of her ‘teenager’ looks with a shrug and a resigned expression.