His Xmas Surprise (3 page)

"Stop jumping every time you see
my shadow, I'm not going to throw you to the floor and take you...not yet
anyway."

We were decorating the tree, it was
Xmas after all and I thought since she was staying here we might as well.

I'd dragged the story out of her,
about her father and the marriage deal; I'd kept my thoughts to myself until she
was done then we'd started on the tree.

I found some old Xmas music and it
was playing in the background as we strung lights and tinsel on the tree.

"What are you making in there
that smells so good?"

"Lamb chops, they're the biggest
I've ever seen, with baby new potatoes and fresh veggies."

"I didn't know you cooked little
Anna."

"I love to cook."

Good, she was relaxing again, for a
while there I thought she was going to jump out of her skin, I guess it was to
be expected when you tell an eighteen year old (I was almost sure virgin, or at
least she better be) that you were going to fuck her after the sun went down.

"So, this Mark guy why don't you
want to marry him?"

"Ugh, must we talk about that? I
was enjoying the tree dressing...."

"Yeah, we do, I have to be sure
that after I stake my claim on you you don't have a change of heart and go
running home to some kid."

She blushed and hid behind her hair.

She'd stayed, that was answer enough
for me, I wasn't going to ask her if she was coming to my bed tonight, she was
just going to be there.

Listening to her tell me that her
father had been planning to marry her off to some guy made me realize what an
idiot I'd been all these years.

Instead of running, I should've told
her to wait for me, I can face guerrilla warfare but I ran scared from a
teenage girl.

Well I was done running now.

"Start talking little
Anna."

She frowned at me and threw some
silver tinsel on the blue and white tree.

"We're friends okay, like since
birth or something..."

"So you're close."

"Yes, but like brother and
sister close not anything...ugh."

"Did you ever kiss him?"

"Of course not Mark isn't like
that."

"Isn't like what? You said he
didn't want to marry you either are you sure about that?"

"Of course I'm sure, why?"

"I just find it hard to believe
that he wouldn't want to own you for rest of his life."

"Own me?"

"Yep, that's what marriage is,
an ownership, you own him, he owns you."

"Is that what you're going to do
when you get married, own your wife?"

"You bet your tight little
ass."

"What are you, a Flintstone
reject?"

She laughed a little uncomfortably.

I studied her for a moment, was she
too young for this? I'm only nine years older than her but...whatever, it was
too late now, I'd given her the choice and she'd stayed.

Just because nothing else was said
didn't mean that the rules had changed, hell no.

Little Miss. Anna was about to have a
Xmas to remember.

"Let's talk."

Oh joy, let's talk, I feel like
little red with the big bad...something, snort. He keeps looking at me like he
wants to eat me up.

Okay I'm stalling, I'm not sure since
I've never been in this position before, but if I walk across the room, would
he be able to hear the squish from the wetness between my legs? What? I said my
cooch turned slut, at least I owned it.

"Over here Anna-Maria, let's get
this shit out of the way."

"Took Romance one oh one did
you?" Geez the guy was a real sweetheart, I almost expected to be dragged
off by my hair any minute, and he wonders why I'm skittish.

He thinks I didn't see him clenching
his fists when I told him what my father had planned, I saw, there isn't much I
don't notice about him when he's around.

I walked gingerly over to the sitting
area where he sat watching me like a hawk.

"Did you hurt yourself?" He
was halfway out of his chair.

"No, no, no, I'm fine..."
Shit, like a bug under a microscope, I just know he has eagle ears too or
whatever doesn't those elite special ops types have to have extra sensory or
something? Hell if I know.

Of course he couldn't just let me sit
in the chair across from him, I have to sit next to him.

He pulled me down next to him but
kept my hand in his.

"I heard that crack you just
made, that mouth is gonna get you in a world a trouble with me you keep that
shit up."

"What shit?"

He just stared at my mouth for the
longest time before saying anything and then I swear, he growled.

No, no, no, not your little pansy ass
growl, a deep-gutted wild beast on the Serengeti growl. I think I felt the
teeth marks in my neck.

I know for sure if I stood up right
now, this mesh wrap around thing would be soaked and the gig would be up.

"So you didn't want to marry
what's his name, so you and Cindy concocted this great escape, and then what,
were you planning on never going home again?"

"Nope, the way I see it, you
guys own so many places you won't be needing this one for oh say five years at
least, in the meantime I could hide out here eating coconuts and mangoes and
write the great American novel."

"There you go again."

He stroked his finger over my palm.

When you think of it, that shouldn't
make me feel anyway at all, I mean I scratch my palm all the time, but somehow
when he does it it makes me tingle.

"I'll stop." My voice went
deep sea diving and left me with something resembling a five year old.

"Don't, I like it, I just don't
think you're ready for what it makes me want to do to you."

Gulp, gulp, gulp.

"Why are you doing this to
me?"

"Doing what to you
exactly?"

I huffed and gave him the eye roll
don't play games with me mister.

"You know what, all the sexy
talk and the, you know!" I waved my hand around between us.

Well I can't just say all the squirm
worthy looks and coochie destroying smirks now can I.

"Why do you think I want to fuck
you Anna-Maria?"

"Get right to the point why
don't you? To answer your question, I don't know, because I'm here and it's
convenient? I don't know, I still have no idea why you're here...."

"My little sister sent me here,
but we'll come back to that later. So you think you're a convenient fuck, do
you think that's the kind of man I am?"

Now we're getting somewhere.

"I don't know what kind of man
you are Tanner, we've never been around each other long enough for me to find
out,"

"What's the age of consent in
Washington little Anna?"

What...huh...

"Sixteen, why?"

"Could you have handled me at
sixteen? I don't think so, now you know why I stayed away from you, because
every time I laid eyes on you, I wanted to fuck. You weren't ready then, but
you're older now, fair game, and I did give you fair warning, so no matter
what, tonight I'm mounting you, make no mistake about that."

Am I breathing? I think I'm staring
at him with my mouth opened, I'd seen the discovery channel, there was a show
about mating season, yeah, that's the picture going through my head. What did I
get myself into?

Good, I've got her attention, she
sure does squirm a lot though and if she keeps looking at me like that, she's
gonna get fucked before I set things straight.

I didn't necessarily want to do
things that way, but either way worked for me.

My boy knew he was about to be
rewarded for all his good behavior, for the fact that he hadn't touched anyone
else since we set our sights on her a long ass two years ago.

I wonder how long it would've taken
me to make my move if she hadn't been here? My heart stopped cold when I
realized she could've been getting married to someone else in a couple days and
I wouldn't have known, wouldn't have been able to stop it.

I think I growled at her when she looked
at me with those eyes and bit her lip. Sexy as fuck.

I needed to get this talking shit out
of the way because chances are she's not going to see sunset with her virginity
intact.

I'm a grown man, a man of means I
don't want her thinking I'm trying to take advantage of her just to scratch an
itch.

"The future's more than just one
night Anna-Maria."

I could see she had no idea what I
was saying if the head to the side and the crinkled brow was any indication.

"I don't understand."

"It means that when we leave
here, you're with me, always, remember that lesson in ownership I gave you a
little while ago, that's what I'm talking about."

"You mean, you...."

I just nodded in answer.

"The only thing is you don't get
a choice in the matter, you stayed, that gives me certain rights, I claim them
when I take you, I'm keeping you, do you understand?"

"Eeekkkk."

"What the hell kind of answer is
Eeekkkk?"

She's too fucking cute, and she's
incredibly turned on, I don't think she knew I could see her nipples puckering
under that wrap thing she wore, or the flush that covered her chest.

Uhmmmm, I can't wait to lick all that
heat with my tongue. Down boy not yet.

Is he trying to kill me, where does
he come up with this shit? It's like he read the how to manual 'how to turn
Anna-Maria into a hot sticky mess'. Wait was he waiting for an answer to
something?"

"What was the question
again?"

He shook his head and laughed.

"What's going on in that head of
yours now?"

"Nothing, nothing at all, carry
on."

"I asked you if you understood
what I meant by keeping you."

"Um, not so much."

"It means you didn't want to
marry what's his face, but you will be marrying me."

Thud, cooch down, cooch down, he's
sent my cooch into cardiac arrest.

"Stop squirming little
Anna." I smirked at her thank goodness my caveman ways didn't scare the
shit out of her because I don't think I could be any other way with her.

I've never felt this need to own a
woman before, I mean possess her body and soul, tie her to me in every way
possible, I look at her and its like I regress to the primitive.

I do want to lock her away somewhere
in my own personal lair, but first I had to lay the groundwork, had to let her
know what she was getting herself into.

Where she's concerned, I'm very
possessive it seems, the minute I realized she'd stayed after my warning it was
like full steam ahead, no holds barred, but my mother had taught me to be a
gentleman and there was still some of that in me somewhere, so I had to give
her her flowery words before I did anything else.

"I'm not squirming...much."

"Any way, marriage, is that
something you're totally against or just not with the wrong person?"

"I'm not against
marriage..."

"Good, so that's settled, we'll
get married when we get home after the holidays, but you are calling your
father before we leave here."

"I don't know about that, he's
going to be pretty mad, and he might still try to get me to come home."

"Not gonna happen, I'll be
talking to him as well you see...."

"Oh ho, I don't know..."

"Anna-Maria, we're not hiding
from your father, for one thing we live in the same town for another you'd be
miserable if we don't do this right."

"Why can't we just stay
here?" She pouted and my boy jumped.

"Because I have a business to
run, you have school to finish and then college."

"Ooh, I get to finish college,
will it be near our cave?"

"Anna-Maria, mouth, I told you
what your snark does to me, you need proof?"

I pulled her hand down to my
burgeoning hard on her eyes went wide and her mouth hung open.

Now I know where his club is, he's
hiding it in his pants, he wasn't going to knock me over the head with it, he
was intending to destroy the cooch with that thing.

Poor cooch, and she'd only just found
her sea legs. Oh well.

"So, uhmm, ahem, you said
something about getting married, aren't you supposed to ask?"

"Didn't you hear me say you have
no choice? If you want this, and I know you do then marriage it is."

He pulled me closer so he could
whisper in my ear even as he squeezed my hand around that thing in his pants.

"I can smell you."

CPR, mouth-to-mouth, oh shit,
somebody help the cooch.