ChristmasAboveBelowandBeyondPart1adult

Christmas: Above, Below and Beyond Part 1 (Adult)

Catherine was fumbling with her apartment keys. Her hands were loaded down with packages. Closing the apartment door with her foot, she laid her packages on the floor. Hanging her coat on the rack she kicked off her boots. She was cold and exhausted.

Flopping on the couch she began to rub her feet. Scolding herself for waiting two days before Christmas to do her shopping. She promised herself last year she wouldn't do it again and did anyway.

Her day started off great. Joe let her leave two hours early. She had most of her shopping done and she had a pretty good idea what presents she wanted to buy. After the third store she regretted her decision. People were snatching items from each other. Arguing over who saw what first. Impatient because the lines were so long. This was a season to be happy but you wouldn't know it. Then she was going up the escalator at the mall and the spike heel of her boot got stuck in the top step. Her hands were full so the gentleman behind was nice enough to help her. Gently grabbing her ankle he lifted her foot out the step and took a quick rub up her leg. Stepping off she turned around to give him a piece of her mind and he was gone. That's when she decided to go home. She had had enough. It didn't stop there. She waited a half hour in the blizzard for a cab. As she waited the friendly neighborhood snowplow splattered her feet and legs with slush.

Deciding to put the day behind her, she got off the couch to make a cup of tea and take a bath. The bags can be unpacked later. Going to the bathroom she ran her tub. Changing into a robe she went into the kitchen and put on her water for tea. It could boil while she bathed.

After washing her hair in the bathroom sink, she wrapped it in a towel turban style and climbed into the warm bath. If felt so wonderful she fell asleep. The shrill of the teakettle interrupted her nap.

Climbing out she unplugged the tub to drain it. Grabbing an oversized towel off the rack, she stopped in the living room to wrap it around herself before she turning off the teakettle.

Vincent had felt her emotions all day. He wanted to make sure she was all right. Even the worst blizzard, Manhattan had seen in years, could not stop him from going to her. Raising his hand to tap on the balcony doors, he froze. Catherine had entered the livingroom naked. He saw her for a brief moment before she covered herself with a towel. But it was long enough. Her beauty mesmerized him. Her alabaster skin was smooth as silk. Not a blemished covered her slender but curveous body. Her breasts were small but oh so perfect. The twin peaks a soft rose in color. Her triangle of dark hair was damp from her bath.

Holding her towel around her Catherine turned off the water. Feeling Vincent's presence, she looked at the balcony. He was standing there covered in snow. So happy to see him she forgot about her state of dress. Running to the doors she let him in.

"Vincent come in here and take off your cloak before you catch a cold."

All he could do was nod his head still overwhelmed having seen her without clothes. He had just removed his cloak when she wrapped her arms around his neck to hug him. "I have missed you so much."

Finding his voice, he gave her a quick and gentle hug before stepping back, her nearness affecting him. He looked down into her eyes, "I have missed you too Catherine." . Having felt his tension she left his embrace. Looking up into his eyes, they had turned a darker shade of blue before he lowered them. When her nipples hardened under his gaze, she realized what had happened. She lost her towel.

Embarrassed she quickly apologized to him and retrieved it. Holding it against her she ran into the bedroom. Not realizing in her haste to cover herself, she left the back open giving Vincent a view his body wasn't prepared for, her smooth back and well-rounded derrière.

His body had betrayed him by making his desire for Catherine known. It was painful knowing there was nothing he could do. He would never taint her lovely body with his lustful needs. Needing air he went outside.

She returned a few minutes later dressed in an oversize-jogging suit to find him on the balcony. He was looking out at the city not caring about the snow falling on him.

Feeling her behind him, he looked below his belt making sure it was safe to turn around. Facing her he sighed with relief seeing what she had on.

"Vincent come back in here." "Look at your clothes they are soaking wet from the snow." "What were you thinking going outside without your cloak."? "Come sit by the fire and dry off."

Coming back inside he stopped right at the doorway not wanting to get to close to her right now. The images of her nudity were still too fresh in his thoughts. "Catherine I am fine." "I just stopped by to see you." "I felt your emotions all day and I wanted to make sure you were all right." "Now that I know I will be going."

"No Vincent don't go." 'Not yet." "You came all the way here in a blizzard just to leave?" "I will not let you." "If I made you uncomfortable earlier, I am sorry." "It did feel good, though, knowing you desired me and she smiled. "I was beginning to think you had no interest in me that way."

"Catherine, lowering his head, his golden hair covering his face, "I do desire you more than I want to or have the right too." "You deserve better than this." "I will desire you forever but I will not act upon it." "I am sorry."

"Vincent I can tell at times how uncomfortable you are around me." "So I try my best to hide my feelings and desires from you." "Sometimes I do forget and I feel bad." "Other times I am glad you feel them." "I want you to know how much I want and need you." "I keep hoping one day you will let yourself go and take what I am offering you." "You deserve it and so much more." "One day I hope you change your mind and let me give you all the love I want to give you." "Until than I will cherish what you do give me and I will give you all I can."

"Catherine you do give me more than I could ever hope for." "More than I ever dreamed possible." "I wish I could give you more."

"Why can't you Vincent?" "What is holding you back?"

"Catherine you know what happened before with Lisa." "I cannot and will not take that chance with you." "Do you understand."? "I will not." "I was an adolescent than and I hurt her with these hands, holding them out. "My needs and desire are much stronger now." "Can you imagine what I could do with these hands now?"

"Yes Vincent I can." "I imagine them every day, holding me tight against you." "Feeling them caress me." "The gentle touch upon me as we make love." "I want to feel your hands outside my dreams."

Pacing, "Catherine you don't know what you are saying." "You don't know what I can do too you." "You must stop these thoughts." "They are too much like mine." "I cannot handle both of ours." "I am losing my fight against it and I will not have that."

Catherine knew her next words would hurt him but they needed to be said. "You want to be a man." "A real man would take what he wanted." "He would trust in himself and in love." "If you want to be the man you want to be than make love to me." Catherine saw the hurt and tears in his eyes, maybe she went to far."

Going over to him, she put her arms around his neck, not caring how wet he was, she pinned her body against his and whispered in his ear. "Vincent prove to yourself and to me you can be a man, make love to me." "You can feel my desire for you." "Do you desire me?"

Lifting his head off her shoulder, he slightly growled as he spoke. "Yes Catherine I do and took her lips in a gentle kiss still not sure of himself.

Catherine did not give him a chance to think, she returned his kiss with all the passion within her. Vincent pulled back needing air, his breathing heavy, canines showing and he looked down into her passion filled eyes. Catherine saw his eyes change colors as a wildness came over him.

His voice huskier, "I will prove to you I can be a man." Pulling her tight against him, he put his hand down the waistband of her sweatpants. Cupping her bottom, pulling her against his arousal. "You want this inside you Catherine?' "Do you want my hands on you like this," caressing you everywhere.

Breathless, "yes Vincent I want that more than anything."

"Thank you shall have it." In one swift movement his clawed nailed sliced her sweatpants and underwear straight down the middle exposing her feminine core. Her scent urging him on.

Placing his hand on her mound, gently rubbing her there he felt the wetness of her
desire. His other hand unzipping his pants freeing his painful erection.

Catherine lowered her hand lightly caressing him. The skin was smooth and tight. His size overwhelming. Gently squeezing his manhood she whispered against his lips, "take me Vincent."

His control broke loose at her words. Entering her in one hard thrust, his growl was answered by her yes. Wrapping her legs around his waist, she wanted his hardness against her. Opening his shirt she removed her sweatshirt and leaned on his bare chest. Meeting him thrust for thrust. Surrendering her body to his lustful needs satisfying her own.

Vincent felt the white hot heat of his desire on the verge of exploding. His body was covered in sweat. Every muscle in his body expanding as his blood turned to fire. He forgot where he was in a haze of sexual fulfillment. Hearing Catherine's moans and cries of pleasure sent him over the edge. Needing to feel her softness against him, letting out a growl that vibrated deep in his chest, he ripped the front of her bra. Resting his lips against one breast, the warmness of his breath caressed her nipple when he whispered, "I love you."

Vincent's body began to tremble. His release upon him. Throwing his head back with a roar that ratted her balcony doors he exploded deep inside her silken depths. When his powerful orgasm reached the tip of her womb she screamed his name as release consumed. As her inner muscles were contracting on him, taking all he could give her, it happened again. Their eyes locked in surprise when another electrifying orgasm claimed them.

Returning from the whirlpool of passion for the second time, they clung together until his last seed entered her body.

When Vincent returned to himself, he saw they were joined as one.

Removing her legs, he left her.. Covering his face with his hands, he fell to his knees and cried.

Stepping out of her tattered pants, Catherine went to him. Kneeling beside him, she pulled his head against her breast and caressed his head. "What's wrong Vincent? " "Why are you crying?"

"Catherine this should not have happened between us." "I tried so hard to protect you and what do I do?"

"You did nothing to me that I didn't want you too and you know that." "What we shared was wonderful." "More wonderful than I ever imagined it to be." "I love you Vincent."

Raising his head, "Catherine I violated your body." "I tarnished it with my lustful needs." "You are so small, so delicate." "I took your body hard Catherine, like an animal." "I had to have you."

"Vincent do you hear me complaining." "Do I look hurt to you" standing before him. "Look at my body Vincent, spinning around, there are no scratches on me." "None." "Yes my body is smaller than yours but my desires are not." "You knew what I needed and you gave it to me." "I matched your desire from beginning to end." "Does that make me an animal too Vincent"?

"Of course not Catherine but look at your sweatpants and your underwear."

"Look at your shirt Vincent."

Glancing down he saw his shirt was wide open, his chest bare.

Smiling at him, "Vincent if I could have done to your pants what you did to mine, they would be on the floor as well."

Walking over to him, she straddled his hips and rubbed against him. When she felt his desire against her stomach, she joined them as one.. This time she became the aggressor.

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