Christmas in New York 1/?
Rating: PG-13 with possible R
Disclaimer: I only own
Summary: sequel to Mistletoe Magic. Greg brings Sara to his meet his mom in New York. Sandle
A/N: This story is going to be more in depth than the last, so it will have more chapters. Still unsure of how many though.
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"Are you absolutely sure?"
Sara shook her head, even after his upfront offer to go with him to see his mother, he still questioned her. "Greg we've been through this." She pressured, zipping up her carry on.
"I know, but…" He started walking behind her; putting his hands around her waist, he rests his chin on her shoulder. "…we just started this and I don't want to throw you in the snake pit before your ready."
Chuckling lightly she turned in his arms. "You're the one that invited me out there before we started dating."
"I know but we were just friends then, now were more."
"So what's the problem?"
"My mom." He mumbled running a hand through her curls; placing a light kiss to her cheek, he smiled. "She has never been one to like any of the girls I've dated."
"Well I guess I'll have to change that, now wont I?" Sara smiled seductively, before pressing her lips to his; feeling one of his wondering hands reach to and up the bare part of her back pulled a moan from her throat. Pulling back, she teased. "Do you kiss your momma like that?"
In response Greg growled and pounced, tackling her on the emptiest part of the bed. "Your gonna pay for that."
"Oh yeah and how you gonna do that?"
In one swift move he trapped her hands above her head and teased her lips, chin and shirt covered chest. The moans she let out when he hit sensitive spots seemed to urge him on more, leaving her panting and frustrated.
"God… you…are… evil."
"I told you you were going to pay." He purred distractedly dropping the tip of his tongue into the curve of her navel.
Whimpering helplessly, she bit her lip. "Oh… your… so… dead."
"Am I really now?" He whispered lazily, moving up her body; pressing a sensual kiss to her lips he was rewarded with another low moan. "That's what I thought."
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"I cant even believe I'm going to New York." Sara squeaked excitedly, watching as people hurriedly moved around the Las Vegas Airport.
"You did bring enough warm clothes, right?" Greg asked, running a hand through her chocolate curls
Settling into his light movement, she smiled. "I hope so, I don't want to freeze my ass off out there."
"Don't worry I'll keep you warm."
Just hearing the words come from his mouth brought back the memories of previous night making a deep shade of crimson flow onto her cheeks. "I could definitely go for that."
Flight 256 to New York now boarding a gate 2C
"Time to go."
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"Wow." Sara whispered, stepping out the cab in the Big City. Seeing the skyscrapers taking up the horizon, the glow of the setting sun bouncing off the millions of windows encasing their billowing structures, brought a look of awe to her features. "This place is beautiful."
"You haven't even seen the inside yet."
Turning around, her previous state of awe deepened, seeing the enormous house sitting in the middle of the vast property of land. "Wow…is all this land your mom's?"
Pulling their luggage from the cabs trunk, Greg nodded. "And mine too."
"If you have this much land out here then why are you living in such a crappy apartment in Vegas?"
"Because…" He started, walking over to her; running a hand through her curls, he finished. "I love it here but I love it out in Vegas twice as much."
"You certainly are a weird man."
Handing the driver a hundred, he mumbled, 'keep the change' before turning back and picking up the luggage, a serious look came across his features. "Well things are… gonna get weirder." Stepping up on the doorstep, he knocked on the door.
"What?" She asked confused, but before he could answer, the door flung open and an older woman attached herself to Greg.
"Oh my god, Kyle, it's been so long."
"Kyle?"
TBC…..R&R if you want more………….