Hope's Chance(86)

I didn’t waste any time unbuttoning his jeans and pulling it out with my hand. Chance ripped off my Santa panties right before I jumped back on top of him. His mouth found my nipple the exact moment his hard cock entered inside of me. I moved up and down at a rapid pace. The room had once been chilly, but it was now scorching hot. I grabbed Chance’s shirt and pulled it up over his head. I just wanted to see that chest, the one that I thought about so often. I used his shoulders to push my weight up and down and Chance grabbed my waist to do it even harder. My breasts were bouncing in his face and he held out his tongue to catch my nipple. He pushed my breasts together and licked them both at the same time.

“Please don’t stop Hope. Fuck me baby.” He said as he licked both nipples again.

This time we both screamed out at the same time. I collapsed on top of him and he held me close. “That was awesome.” He whispered in my hair while still out of breath. “Can you wear that every year for me?”

“Mmm, of course.” I said as I closed my eyes and let him hold me tight.



Chance

Hope’s present to me was AMAZING! I was glad she finally let me touch her, because I was about to explode in my pants just having to watch. She had no idea what her body did to me and with only a week until her eighteenth birthday, I was becoming more excited. We decided we were going to wait until after the New Year to admit to father and the whole world about our feelings. We both knew that her dad and mom wouldn’t approve at first. We had been sneaking around for so long now, that it was going to hurt them.

“Would you be mad if I gave you both of your presents tomorrow?” I asked.

“No. Did I do something wrong?” She asked.

I shook my head “Baby, you did everything right.”

“I guess I can wait.” She replied.

Since I knew that Buffy and Mark were going to be home really late, it was just another reason for Hope to sleep in my bed tonight. I wanted to wake up and be the first person to wish her a Merry Christmas.

“How about we head over and climb into bed. I don’t think I really want to watch Ralphie on television anymore.” I confessed.

We both got up and gathered our clothes. Hope ran upstairs and got something to wear in the morning when she went for her run, and we headed to the pool house. I held her so tight and lay awake thinking about our future. It wasn’t Christmas that excited me tonight, it was Hope being eighteen.



When I woke up it was brighter than normal. I climbed out of bed to go to the bathroom and stopped to look out the window. It had begun to snow and the grass was already starting to get covered. Realizing it was Christmas morning, I hurried to go to the bathroom, brush my teeth and grab Hope’s secret present.

When I got back into bed, she was already sitting on her elbow. “Come back to bed.” She purred.

I climbed onto the bed and handed her a shoebox that I had tried to professionally wrap myself. The ribbon was a disarray, but it served a purpose.

She looked at me, having no idea what the gift was and began unwrapping it. To her surprise, the box was empty, so it seemed. She shook it and heard something small hitting the sides. She grabbed the ball of tissue paper and started ripping it apart.

Hope froze when the tiny ring fell onto her lap. She held it in her hand and looked up to me.

“Chance?”

“Hope, I know we are young. I don’t want you to feel like this is something we have to set in stone. Our love story has been complicated from the very beginning. It seems like we always have some hurdle standing in our way. I bought you this ring as a promise. I promise to always love you and want to share my life and my future with you. You don’t have to wear it, but just keep it until you do want to wear it.”

Hope looked at the ring. It wasn’t gigantic, but it wasn’t too small either. The heart diamond in the center was only a half carat, but the band was covered in tiny diamonds all the way around. “If you don’t like it we can return it. I picked out white gold because it goes so well with your skin.” When I realized I was starting to ramble, I shut up.

Hope looked up at me and her eyes were filled with tears. In that instant I felt like she was going to tell me, she didn’t want it. I was panicking.

“Chance, this is so beautiful. How did you afford it?” She asked.

“Well, I paid off my motorcycle that I had bought on my credit card and it was just begging me to buy something else with it. It doesn’t even matter to me what it costs Hope. You mean everything to me.”

Hope put the ring on her finger and I got butterflies watching her admire it. “What if I don’t want to ever take it off?” She asked.

“Well as happy as that makes me, I think you might want to at least wait one more week.” I suggested. “So does this mean you like it?”

“I love it! I want to wear it forever.” She admitted.

I smiled the biggest smile. “I love you baby. Merry Christmas.”

“I love you too Chance, Merry Christmas to you.”



Once Hope and I were ready to let go of each other, we both finally made our way into the main house. My sister had made a huge spread of food like always. She greeted me with a big kiss and I grabbed her up for a hug.

Hope and I had already sat out the gifts under the tree, we had even shook the ones with our names. Once we had breakfast and coffee, we headed into the living room to exchange presents.