Mistletoe & Holly

 

Mistletoe & Holly

 

Zoey is going through the normal Christmas Eve ritual with her three-year-old twins. The only difference is that her husband Preston isn’t there to share it with them. He’s overseas fighting for freedom.

After Zoey tucks Jeffery and Jenna in for the night, she places the gifts under the tree, snuggles on the sofa to watch It's a Wonderful Life, and falls asleep. She’s startled awake by a loud noise. Is she dreaming or is her Christmas wish standing under the mistletoe?

 

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It was Christmas Eve, Zoey was putting the finishing touches on the Christmas cookies for Santa. Her mind wandered over the past few weeks and her heart broke at the loneliness she was feeling. The holidays were always filled with happiness and laughter for her, but not this year. Her husband Preston, a Marine, a true hero was currently serving overseas. She knew she was being selfish, but she wanted him to be here with her and the kids. It had been over seven months since they’d seen him. He’s fighting for mine and every American’s freedom, so why am I feeling so bitter?

Zoey sighed and thought about the past month. She’d gone through the holiday ritual on auto-pilot. The family Thanksgiving dinner had been quiet this year, everyone seemed to be walking on eggshells around her. On black Friday she went shopping with sister while her mother watched the twins. She even spent a few days putting her Christmas village together. Nothing seemed to fill the empty whole in her heart. She was so happy when her neighbor’s husband put up the outside lights. She took Jenna and Jeffery to pick out the tree and they helped her decorate it. Christmas everywhere, but she was missing the cheer that went along with this season. The kids tried so hard to have fun when they all went for a sleigh ride, but she knew they missed their father. Her Christmas wish was for Preston to come home, but she knew deep down in her heart that wasn’t going to happen.

  

* * * *

After Zoey cleaned up from dinner, she helped the twins place a few cookies on a plate for Santa and filled a cup with milk. She smiled at the excitement radiating off them when they placed them on the hearth. She settled them down on the couch and they sang carols, and she read T’was the Night Before Christmas. Preston always read the book on Christmas Eve even before they had Jenna and Jeffery.

“Mommy, do you think daddy misses us as much as we miss him?” Jeffery asked.

Zoey put her arm around him. “Oh baby, I’m sure he does.”

“Mamma, how will Santa find daddy?” Jenna inquired.

She placed a kiss on Jenna’s forehead. “Santa knows where everyone is. Daddy will get his gifts.” She paused before adding. “Okay my little muffins, it’s time for bed.” Zoey laughed at their moans and groans. “Santa is watching!”

“Just a little longer, please,” Jeffery whined.

“Jeffery remember that Santa knows who has been naughty.” Zoey reminded him.

“Momma, I wrote a letter to Santa, can I put it in my stocking?” Jenna asked while wiggling like a worm next to her.

“You wrote a letter to Santa?”

“Auntie Heather helped me. It’s in my bag.”

“Of course you can. Run and get it.”

“Thanks, Mamma.” Jenna replied as she ran off.

“Is Santa really watching us mommy?” Jeffery whispered as he looked around.

“Yes, he- .” Before she could get another word Jenna came bouncing into the room with her letter and placed it inside her stocking.

“Okay, it’s time to wash up and brush your teeth before bed,” Zoey announced.

When the twins were finally tucked into bed, she kissed them each goodnight, shut the light off, and closed the door.

Zoey walked to the kitchen to pour herself a much needed glass of wine then relaxed in the recliner and stared at the Christmas tree. “I love you Preston and miss you so much.”

 Her mind wandered to past Christmases when Preston would help her place gifts under the tree and then they would snuggle in the recliner to watch It’s a Wonderful Life. They would whisper how much they loved each other before retiring to the bedroom to make love. She placed the empty glass of wine down and went to get the gifts for the twins. 

 

After placing the gifts under the tree, she went to stuff the stockings. After filling Jeffery’s, she n remembered that Jenna put a letter in hers, fishing it out she opened it feeling a little guilty for invading her privacy, but after all she was ‘Santa’.

 

Santa,

Please bring my daddy home for Christmas. Mommy is so sad all the time. I just want to see her smile again.

Jenna

 

 

A tear slid down her cheek. Jenna was worried about her happiness. Zoey knew she needed to hide how sad she was better. She wanted tomorrow to be filled with magic for her kids, like Christmas morning should be. Wiping away her tears, she placed the note in the pocket of the red dress she was wearing, and filled Jenna’s stocking.

After everything was perfect, she went into the kitchen to pour herself another glass of wine, then curled up under a throw to watch It’s a Wonderful Life, tears fell down her cheeks as she thought of Preston. Too tired to get up and go to bed she took a deep breath and closed her eyes.

A loud sound startled her awake. Looking around she realized it must have been from the tv. Sitting up she reached for the remote and turned it off. She looked at the clock on the wall and was surprised it was just after two in the morning. Zoey was just about to get up and go to bed when she heard another noise. Fear rushed through her body. Is someone in my house? Her heart started to pound when she thought about the twins.  I have to protect them.  She looked around for her cellphone then remembered she left it in the kitchen. Slowly, she got up and walked toward the hall closet to grab the baseball bat they kept in there. As quietly as possible she shut the closet door and crouched down to hide in the corner.

Her body trembled when she heard heavy footsteps heading toward her. Swallowing hard she raised the bat above her head ready to strike.

“Zoey?”

She looked up and thought she was dreaming. She blinked a few times and she couldn’t believe what she was seeing. There stood Preston with an arm full of gifts under the mistletoe.

“Oh my God, Preston!” She cried, dropping the bat and launching herself into his arms causing him to drop all the gifts. “You scared the hell out of me.” She looked into his eyes. “Are you really here standing under the mistletoe or am I dreaming?”

“Sorry I scared you. I’m really here. I wanted to surprise you and the kids. I missed you, baby.” He looked up and smiled. “I guess I am standing under it. What should we do about that?”

“Shut up and kiss me.” She demanded as she hitched her right leg up around his hip. 

“With pleasure.” He groaned before his sweet, warm lips met hers.

 “I still can’t believe you’re here.”

“Merry Christmas,” he whispered before his lips met hers once again.

They quickly became overwhelmed and lost in each other.  In no time at all, Zoey was laying naked and panting next to the tree as Preston worshiped her body with his hands and mouth.

“Preston, I need you now. It's been too long.”

He kissed his way up her stomach, stopping to suck each nipple into his mouth.

“God, I’ve missed your body,” he whispered as he slid into her, filling her completely. They began to move together in perfect sync. The emotions of the last twenty hit her hard and instantly everything in her world was right once again. No matter how hard she fought it, tears fell down as she shuttered in pleasure. Preston’s thrusts became harder and faster, pushing her closer to the release she so needed.

“Preston!”

“So close,” he grunted as his hand slid between them.

“God,” she cried as he rubbed her clit causing her to fall over the edge. Zoey’s body shook as her orgasm rushed throughout her it.

“Zoey… baby… Christ,” he shouted as he released deep within her.

He collapsed on the floor next to her. He reached for the throw on the couch, pulled her as close as he could to him, placing it over them.

“I love you.”

“I love you too.” He leaned down and placed a sweet kiss on her swollen lips “I’m home, baby. Home for good.”

“For good. You mean you don’t have to go back?”

 “Yes, for good.”

“Oh Preston, this is going to be the best Christmas ever!”

As much as I would love to lay here all night with you. I would rather ravish you again in our bed.”

Zoey giggled. “Lead the way. I’ll follow you anywhere, soldier.”

 

* * * *

Zoey was awoken by Jenna yelling, “Momma wake up, Santa came,” before she rushed through the bedroom door. Zoey was thankful that she put on a sleep shirt and Preston a pair of boxers before falling asleep last night.

“Daddy!” Jenna squealed as she jumped on the bed. “Jeffery, come quick, Santa brought Daddy home. Just like I asked him too.”

Zoey’s heart filled with so much admiration and love for her little girl as she remembered the letter she wrote.

“Daddy. Daddy. Daddy!” Jeffery cried as he ran into the room.

Preston had both of them on his lap. “I missed you guys so much.”

“Did Santa bring you in his sleigh?” Jenna asked.

Preston laughed. Zoey couldn’t fight the tears that fell. The fact that her family was together was emotional overwhelming.

“I’m going to go put a pot of coffee on and let you guys spend a few minutes with your dad. Don’t take too long. We have presents to open.”

Zoey and Preston sat and watched their precious kids tear the wrapping paper of the gifts and play with the new toys as they sat next to each other on the couch drinking coffee.

“I’ll be right back,” Preston whispered in her ear. She smiled and nodded. Joy and happiness filled her heart, she truly had everything she needed right here.

Preston sat down next to her and gave her a small package.

“I don’t have anything for you.”

“Sweetheart, I received my gifts last week from you and the kids. And you are the only thing I need. Now open your gift.”

She slowly unwrapped it and opened the top. She gasped at the beautiful ring inside. She threw her arms around his neck. “It’s beautiful. Thank you,” she cried before kissing him much more aggressively then she should of in front of the kids.

“Momma’s kissing Daddy.” Jenna teased.

“Gross,” Jeffery added then went back to playing with his new red truck.

“You’re welcome,” he whispered against her lips.

Blushing she pulled away and cleared her throat. “Okay, let’s get everything cleaned up. Grandma and Grandpa will here soon for brunch and they don’t know Daddy is home, so it will be a surprise.”

The rest of Christmas morning and afternoon was busy with family, gifts, and many happy tears once everyone found out Preston was home. Zoey loved her house being filled with family, love, and laughter but she selfishly wanted Preston all to herself.

About seven that evening the last person left and Preston carried a sleeping Jenna to her room and tucked her in. Zoey watched from the doorway as Jeffery yawned and crawled into his bed holding his red truck.

“Night,” Preston said ad he tucked him in. “See you in the morning.”

“Night, baby.” Zoey blew him a kiss before shutting of the light.

“Night,” Jeffery muttered before falling fast asleep.

“Let’s go get a glass of wine and relax.” Preston grabbed her hand and led her to the kitchen.

“Why solider, what did you have in mind?” Zoey responded in her best southern voice.

“Nothing short of having you all to myself and getting you naked.”

She giggled. “I have to clean the house.” She teased as she pulled away.

“The damn house can wait woman, but what I want can’t.”

Once they reached the kitchen he pressed against the wall. “You’re more beautiful today than the day I met you,” he whispered before biting her lob and kissing down her neck. She let out a muffled moan as she closed her eyes, enjoying the feeling of his mouth on her skin.

“Preston let’s skip the wine. Just take me to bed.”

He pulled away. “Your wish in my command, ma’am.” He picked her up and they were in their room before she could blink. “Let’s take this slow. I want to enjoy every inch of your body.”

Zoey was speechless as he seductively undressed her. She pulled his shirt over his head and slid her hands over his muscular chest and down his body to his jeans. She unfastened them, pushing them down his legs along with his boxer briefs. She slowly ran her fingers up and down his length then wrapped her hand around him and began to stroke him. He moaned and eagerly kicked his clothes to the side. Leaning down and took her right nipple in his mouth sucking lightly while caressing her left breast with his other hand. Zoey moaned under his touch.

Preston backed her up against the bed. “Look up,” he demanded in the sexiest voice she’d ever heard. He lifted her up and laughed.

“Mistletoe?”

“This way you have to kiss me all night long.”

She giggled as he eased her onto the bed pressing her back against the mattress. “I like it. Can we leave it up all year?”

“I think it’s magic only lasts on Christmas,” he whispered against her skin as he kissed his way down her body stopping just above her sex to spread her legs. His tongue eagerly slid through her folds. “You’re dripping wet.”

 “Oh!” She cried out when he took her swollen clit into his mouth while his fingers pumped in and out of her. She felt her body begin to spiral out of control and her stomach start to tighten as his tongue brought her closer to her release. “I’m… God.” Her body shook as her orgasm rocked through it.

Preston kissed his way up her body and looked into her eyes. Her insides melted with the amount of love that shone in them. . He leaned down and placed a kiss on her lips as he pushed his way into her completely. “I love you.” He pulled almost all the way out of her and then slammed back in, over and over again.

“I love you, too!” She squealed as he flipped them over. From her new position she smiled down at him. She loved being in control.

Zoey lifted herself up riding him fast and hard.

“I’m so close.” He grunted. She leaned back. The new angle allowed him deeper inside her and it hit the spot that caused her to see stars. “I can feel your body is close. Come with me.” He placed a finger on her clit and rubbed, causing her to cry out as she rode out her orgasm.

“G-o-d w-o-m-a-n.” He stuttered as he came hard inside of her.

She fell beside him panting. “Merry Christmas.”

Wrapping his arms around her and placing the blanket on top of them, he replied, “I couldn’t have asked for a better home coming. You and the kids are my life now.” He kissed the top of her head. “Get some sleep.”

Zoey close her eyes and the last thing she heard was Preston telling her he loved her.

 

A year later…

It was Christmas Eve once again. The family made cookies, sang carol, and Preston read T’was the Night Before Christmas. Jenna put out a plate of cookies and Jeffery placed a glass of milk next to it.

“Now, it’s time for bed, kids. Remember Santa is watching,” Preston announced.

“I don’t want go to bed,” Jenna whined.

“Can we stay up just a little longer?” Jeffery asked.

“You heard your father, it’s time for bed. Don’t forget to wash your face and brush your teeth,” Zoey said in a stern tone. She laughed inside as she watched them hang their heads and head for their room. “We’ll be right there to tuck you in.”

Preston walked toward her and whispered, “I love you.”

“I love you too,” She replied before kissing him. “Let’s go tuck them in.”

After tucking in the twins and placing the gifts under the tree. They went to stuff the stockings. First Jeffery’s, then Jenna’s. Zoey reached out and ran her fingers over the last stocking that hung over the fireplace that had the name Holly on it in glitter. Preston stuffed a baby toy in the stocking of their two month old baby girl. Holly was another miracle that came from Preston coming home last Christmas.

Zoey turned toward her husband. “God, we are so blessed.”

Preston nodded. “We have three perfect children.”

“And we have the perfect life.” Zoey added before she kissed him.

“I think we should move this to the bedroom. I hung mistletoe above the bed,” he said in a husky tone.

“Give me a few minutes to freshen up and I’ll meet you under the mistletoe.”

The end and  they lived happily ever after!

I hoped you enjoyed the story and have a very Merry Christmas!