“Oops,” she said.
“I don’t find anything to oops about it.” He pressed his pelvis against hers making her aware of his aroused state. Her laugh turned to a moan within a matter of seconds. “I’m very happy.” Wayne leaned down and claimed her lips.
Lily wrapped her arms around his neck. Her pu**y pulsed while her ni**les hardened at his contact.
His tongue plunged inside her mouth. She wanted his c**k plunging in her pu**y. Lily thrust up against him wishing for more. Everything around her disappeared. They were the only two who existed in the world.
“Hey, no hanky-panky on the ice. Not even at Christmas,” a guy shouted. Wayne broke off the kiss, and Lily saw one of the security guards waving his hands at them.
“Sorry,” Wayne said, moving off her body and helping her up. “It won’t happen again.”
Lily felt a blush spreading up to her cheeks. Several couples were smiling at them. “I can’t believe that happened.” She buried her face against his jacket. His arms were around her like a vise holding her steady.
“We were going at it like a couple of teenagers who’d never done it before.” He chuckled.
She hit his chest then let him lead her around the rink.
Chapter Ten
Wayne led her around the rink several times. Every time he tried to let her go on her own, she almost ended up on her ass. He knew it would be several more visits and plenty of practice before she’d be able to skate on her own.
He looked forward to teaching her. The time they were sharing was developing a closeness he felt had been missing between them for some time. When they had an hour left before they needed to get their kids, Wayne helped her out of the rink. He knelt before her to remove her skates and then placed her own shoes on her feet.
“I can do that myself,” she said. There was a smile on her face. He knew she liked his extra attention.
“I know. I don’t want to risk you hurting yourself any more than you already have. How is your butt? Do you need me to rub it better when I get home?”
“Maybe. I think my whole body is sore. Would you rub it all better?”
“It would be my pleasure.” He got up and kissed her.
Once his own skates were removed he took her hand and led her to a hot chocolate and burger stand. He loved the fact Lily could eat. No matter where he went he didn’t have to worry about her offending a chef with asking him to remove something from the dressing or the salad. She was one hundred percent woman.
They took their food and sat in one of the table and chairs provided near the rink. It was cold, and his butt was numb from the cold seat; but he didn’t care. Lily looked happy. The time they were spending together was bringing them closer than any therapy session could. At least, he hoped it was. He’d never been to a therapy session, and he didn’t plan to.
He sipped his chocolate finding the taste a little sweet. Wayne winced then put it down.
“What’s the matter?” she asked.
“You’ve been spoiling me all these years. Your hot chocolate is way better than that.”
Lily laughed then took a sip of her own. “Mine’s perfect.”
“Is it perfect because of our date?”
“Everything is perfect because of our date. I don’t care about an overly sweet hot chocolate or my burnt burger or that the cheese tastes wrong. To me, in this moment, nothing can spoil our time together.”
“You really are an amazing woman,” he said.
She smiled. He reached out to take her hand as they finished their food. Wayne had only ever taken the time at Christmas because of Lily. He glanced around at the decorations on the trees and the images of snowmen and Santa on the street lights, and he felt a sparkle begin to build inside him. There were carols being sung by a local choir down the street. They had some microphones for their voices to be heard for quite a distance.
“You feel it, don’t you?” she asked.
“What?”
“The Christmas spirit. I feel it every year. I know you never have. You put up the decorations and take part, but you’ve never felt it before. This is it, Wayne. You’re happy.”
Wayne squeezed her hand. He’d not felt excited for Christmas since he was a boy. Before his parents had ruined nearly every Christmas with their fighting and drinking.
He smiled, finally feeling something about this time of year. “You’ve made me feel something, Lily. Not the Christmas decorations or the music. Being here with you is what has opened up my mind.”
“You’re a charmer.”
“I’m a man in love.”
She blushed, her colour reminding him of her sore ass.
“Come on. We’ll walk for the kids. It looks like it’ll be snowing again soon.” He took their cups back to the stand and thanked them. Lily waited for him outside of the park. Several couples passed, but he got a chance to simply look at his woman. Her long brown hair fell around her shoulders and down her back in spiralled curls. He loved spending the time simply brushing out the length. Her body was obscured by her jacket, but he’d memorised her curves. Her tits were large with dark ni**les and had nursed three of his children. He recalled the few stretch marks on her tummy. She’d cried for days and wouldn’t allow him near her unless she wore something to cover most of her body. His c**k ached recalling the time he’d spent showing her how much he adored those marks. She’d given birth to three human beings. To him, those marks turned him on. They reminded him of the love she’d given him along with the pleasure he’d given and taken from her body.
Her h*ps flared out then around to the fullest ass he’d ever sunk his teeth into. He loved slapping her rounded cheeks and seeing them shine a nice blushing red. She turned towards him then held her hand up for him to take.
Wayne took her offered hand, walking beside her through the busy street. His c**k thickened in his pants. He shut off all thought of her glorious body.
There was so much he loved about her, that he didn’t want to even consider living in a world without her in it.
He’d made a mistake, and now was his time to rectify that. They collected the children and took them home to finish their homework. While Lily cooked dinner, Wayne sat with their kids.
When they were sat around the dinner table Wayne couldn’t believe how much he’d missed over the years. His children were growing up, and he was part of a family. For twelve years, how had he missed that?
Tears stung his eyes as he looked at all of them. He ate spoonfuls of sauce and pasta wondering what he’d been doing with his life.