SHAKING UP THE NEW YEAR Nevea Lane
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Happy New Year —Nevea
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Shaking Up the New Year “Seb, this is a magnificent ring!” Sebastian Rosser looked up from his paper. It wasn’t Topaz screaming his name, although she should have been napping from when he had her screaming his name earlier. No, that voice was coming from Clark Pinot, holding up the blue box that contained the one present he hadn’t given Topaz last week. What was he thinking when he invited the rowdy man to stay with him for the holidays? Now, as New Year’s was upon them, Clark had been overly anxious to begin celebrating. Sebastian had told Clark his big plan and it had taken bribery and a lot of free food for him to keep Clark’s mouth shut. “Clark, cork it, will you? Topaz is taking a nap.” Sebastian snatched the ring and slid it into his pocket. “No, Topaz is not.” Sebastian turned to look at the woman who made his world turn. Topaz Sinclair, as she stood in the doorway in his flannel pajamas, was everything he hoped to find in a woman, and he’d spent the past year making sure she knew it. Her mahogany skin glowed and she looked well loved with her beautiful black hair flying around her head. Groaning, Sebastian knew he had to keep the ring out of her sight and his hands off
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of her for most of the night. New Year’s Eve was going to be their busiest night of the year. Ever since they decided to merge his catering business with her disc jockey business, Blue Rosser Entertainment had more than enough clients to keep them busy. There was nothing like being able to wake up next to the woman you love and work with her all day, although it made getting work done damn difficult. “Hey, why are you up? The party isn’t for another four hours.” Sebastian walked up to his woman and planted a kiss on her head. “I know it’s only four hours. I’ve got playlists to go through and outfits to decide on. You can’t let me sleep!” Sebastian laughed at her tone. She was always riled up and always changing things. “She wouldn’t have lasted one minute in our unit, Seb. We plan things, we have an order, and we stick to the plan.” Sebastian rolled his eyes at Clark. To imagine that Topaz would prefer his lively friend Clark over his own quiet demeanor had been extremely foolish. Sebastian admitted he was a jealous soul, and growing up, Clark seemed to have all the charisma and charm that women fawned over. Not his Topaz. She took one look at Clark when he stepped out of the baggage claim at the airport and said to him, Funny, I thought you’d be taller from the way you talk. Clark
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had never been put down by a female and especially not one like Topaz. “No I wouldn’t have lasted one minute with you Clark. I would’ve been in lockdown for shooting a colleague,” Topaz said, as she curled her arms around Sebastian’s waist. They’d been having these little spats, like brother and sister, ever since Clark arrived. She’d called Clark’s black hair plain and told him his violet-colored eyes looked like they belonged on a woman rather than a man. The awestruck expression on Clark’s face at Topaz’s list of his shortcomings had Sebastian howling in laughter. When Topaz’s friend, Justine, had started taking verbal jabs at Clark, Clark had decided to stay in the States for a while, since, according to Clark, American women need to experience a real English gentleman. There was nothing important happening in London, as Clark had explained it. Sebastian knew better; he knew that Clark had set his eyes on Justine. Sebastian was glad for it, though. It meant that Clark viewed Topaz as a sister, and that his best friend would be in town for a little while longer. “Okay now, you two, no fighting for the New Year.” Sebastian looked down at his treasure and he knew that there was no place he would rather be. They had been thrown together unexpectedly last year,
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and he’d been thanking whoever was listening that he decided to take that last-minute catering job. He looked down at his woman and smiled. “What do you need from me today baby?” Sebastian said, looking in her brown eyes. He could never get enough of looking at her, ever. “Let’s see, since we are at a posh hotel for our event tonight, I think I’m going to wear the black silk dress I bought. Are you wearing the tuxedo?” Sebastian laughed. That tuxedo was the reason they ended up moving into together after six months of dating. He’d shown up at her apartment late after a catering event and she had jumped on him like she was a starving animal and he had been a piece of meat. “Yes, but only for you.” Sebastian’s British accent rolled off his tongue and he watched as her nipples pebbled. He knew that she would be turned on all day and that was perfect for what he had planned. “Ugh, you two need to get a room.” Clark said, as he rolled his eyes and stalked out of the room. Topaz looked up at him. She planted a kiss on his lips and entwined her fingers in his hair. Sebastian would have said ‘Clark be damned’, cleared off his kitchen table and made love to her again if he hadn’t had the ring in his pocket. He set her away from him, taking note of the pout on her face.
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“You can’t be worked up again?” Sebastian asked. “I can’t help it, you bring out the animal in me. I feel insatiable every time I’m near you,” Topaz said, the pout still on her lips. “Ah, but didn’t you just say you only had four hours to get ready?” Sebastian knew that he was playing the work card, the only thing she was more serious about than him. “You’re right. Oh, you asked me if there was anything I needed. Yes, there is.” Before Sebastian could know what she was up to, she dropped to her knees and pulled his cock out of his flannel shorts. She smiled up at him and licked her way down his growing member as if it was a peppermint stick. “Baby, Clark…” “Clark is occupied,” Topaz murmured around the head of his cock that was resting not-so-docilely on her tongue. “What?” Although that came out of his mouth as a hiss rather than a question, he didn’t want his friend walking in on them. “Mmmm…Justine, tux fitting, picked him up.” It was the least intelligible thing that she’d ever murmured to him, and at that moment, with her warm tongue sliding up and down his cock, he didn’t really care.
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He threaded his fingers in her hair, wondering how he could have been so lucky. He couldn’t resist working his hips and pumping his length in and out of her mouth. Her lips, without her customary winecolored lipstick, looked gorgeously brown against his tanned rod. “If you don’t stop…” Sebastian warned. She looked up at him with almost a glare. “I’m not stopping, Sebastian,” Topaz said, as one of her hands circled his cock and the other cupped his sac. Her thumb began to caress and massage his testicles and he gave up all pretense of being noble. His legs began to shake as she sucked up and down his cock with purpose. Sebastian saw flashes of light behind his eyes as he emptied his seed into her waiting mouth. Topaz looked up at him, and smiled as she got to her feet. As she watched him pull up his shorts, he took note of the lazy grin on her face. “What’s so amusing?” he asked. “Since I disturbed your yuletide last year, I thought I would just shake up your new year.” Topaz said, as her face lit up in a grin. “You’ve done that plenty already, but the day isn’t over yet, my dear.” ***
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Six hours later, with the party in full swing, Sebastian had to say that their crew had outdone themselves. The food was excellent, and Topaz had the partiers taking a wonderful walk down memory lane with the music she had chosen. He and Topaz probably could have left them all unattended and no one would have noticed. That’s exactly what he had in mind when he snuck up behind her at the DJ table and pinched her ass cheek. She whirled on him and made his heart thump with the grin she gave. Her smile lit up her entire face. “I told you not to sneak up on me like that, Sebastian!” Topaz said, her hands on her hips. “I can’t help it, it’s my military training,” Sebastian said, as he dazzled her with his toothy grin. She’d told him that his smile, when he gave it, was the most magnificent thing about his face, second to his green eyes. He could tell it worked when her stance went akimbo and her tongue darted out to the corner of her luscious mouth. Although he’d never been one to flash his teeth all the time, he loved the effect that his smirk had on her. “How about some supper?” Sebastian watched her animated eyes become glassy. He knew she would remember the last time he’d said those words. They’d
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ended up an entangled mess and tonight, he planned no different. He grabbed her hand and led her off the dais. He was thankful that Clark had decided to stick around to celebrate in the New Year; otherwise, he wouldn’t have had anyone to do the recon he needed for this mission. Sebastian led the way out of the ballroom and through the lobby. He knew he was almost running, but the glow on her face and the laughter in her eyes made him want to run faster. He loved the way the silk dress she wore swirled around her legs, giving her the look of a ballet dancer in mid-leap. “Sebastian! The kitchen is that way,” Topaz protested as he led them to a stair well. Turning to her, he knew by the way her brows knitted together and the wrinkle in her sexy nose that she was more than a little confused. Rather than give up the surprise he’d meticulously arranged, he took hold of her hand and hoped that her sense of adventure would override any hesitation. “Do you trust me?” he asked, hoping he could lure her up the stairs without giving up his surprise. Of course, he could be stubborn and he would carry her if need be, but he also knew that Topaz wouldn’t allow that while she had two feet.
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“With my life, Sebastian,” Topaz said, and put her hand over his, giving his hand a squeeze. He led her up the stairs through several flights and it was almost as if he could feel her excitement as they finally reached the last landing and door. He held the door open with one hand and led her through the doors and finally to the roof of the hotel. He’d had the crew bring up a picnic basket and some wine. He’d stashed a heavy blanket behind the vents and he was thankful that the unseasonably mild weather had held out. He held out his arms and began to whirl Topaz around as if she was a feather. Not missing a single detail, he’d had Justine and Clark hide a small CD player playing Michael Bublé’s “Home”. It was the song that was playing in the coffee shop he’d taken her to after rescuing her from that bar brawl a year ago. It was their first ‘date’. He’d never forgotten that day and how scared he was for her safety. He’d vowed that night he would never let anything happen to her. His thoughts made him stop twirling them around and look down at her face. The atmosphere changed in that instant. Playful laughter died and his excitement morphed into a hunger. The mirth in her eyes gave way to lust, and he knew that look. He’d seen that look many times, and it never got old.
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Before he could even think, his lips pushed down on hers, blindsiding them both with the ferocity of his kiss. His hands couldn’t and wouldn’t stop their foray up her legs. He noticed she had donned her best thigh highs just for him, knowing that the intricate lace design on the black nylons would drive him insane. He grabbed her leg and pulled the knee to his waist. The night air was cool but her skin was hot enough that he could feel the heat through his clothes. That was when all of his control broke loose. Sebastian grabbed her by her ass and hoisted her up so she had no choice but to wrap her long legs around his torso. He walked them backwards until her body was pressed against the wall. The picnic was forgotten as his mouth plundered hers, his tongue playing a fierce game of hide-and-seek. His hands went under her skirt and he encountered the barrier of her lace thong. “Why do you wear these damn things?” he growled into her mouth as his finger worked past the fabric. He inserted his digit into her already moist opening. “Because you would probably spank me if I went out the house sans panties. Now shut up and hurry.” A grunt was all he could reply as he worked his finger in and out of her pussy, while his thumb played with her clit. Her breathing was labored and he knew
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she was ready. Her hands found their way to the zipper of his pants. Topaz had already been grabbing his cock through his pants, and he was primed. With the agility of an escape artist, she pulled his throbbing cock out and positioned it on top of her slick labia. Teasing him by rubbing the tip of his cock against her moist lips, Topaz had him at a loss for words. His eyes met hers, his need begging to be appeased. Topaz let go of his cock and in one movement that he would have to question her about later, she seated herself on his cock. Her warm sheath was very welcome in the cool breeze of the night air. Sebastian Rosser rarely lost control. Tonight, he’d lost all control and his heart. He pushed Topaz against the wall and began to pump himself in and out of her. Memories of their first night together collided with the present. Her arms wrapped around his neck and steadied them both. “Your button, oh God, it’s rubbing my clit, Sebastian.” Topaz’s choked words only fueled him more. He pushed harder, burying himself within her warmth, pulling her more into him with each thrust. “That’s it, angel, come for me,” Sebastian whispered, as their movements became more and more frenzied. Topaz’s back arched and she let out a low, soulful wail. Her drenched pussy clamped around his
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cock, and Sebastian knew that was the end of the ride. He thrust his hips forward, planting his cock deep within his woman, filling her with himself as he’d never done before. As the last of their orgasms subsided, Sebastian finally let Topaz drop her legs. Still holding on to her, Sebastian knew he’d never known peace like this, and he wasn’t going to let it go. Grabbing her hands and getting down on one knee, Sebastian didn’t need to look at her eyes to know that there would be that sparkle there that made his day every time he saw it. He pulled the ring out of his pocket. It wasn’t a typical engagement ring; he’d had it custom-made with a topaz instead of a diamond. His Topaz was far more unique. He slid the ring on her finger and looked up at her. “Topaz Aura Sinclair, I want to start every New Year with you by my side. Be my wife.” Sebastian knew it didn’t sound like a question, but he wasn’t going to ask something that only had one answer. If she turned him down today, he would love her until she said yes. ‘Yes’ was the only answer he would accept. “Of course! Took you long enough. I thought I was going to have to ask you myself,” Topaz said, as she lifted her hand in the air to admire her ring. He
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stood over her and kissed her passionately just as fireworks began to illuminate the night sky. Looking at his watch, it was indeed midnight. Indeed, fate was on his side, he couldn’t have planned fireworks to explode when their lips met, but it made the moment all the more perfect. “Happy New Year, Sebastian,” Topaz said as she lifted up on her toes to plant a kiss on his lips. “Happy new life, Topaz.”
**Nevea** To read more about the characters connected to this book, check out the following stories: “Disturbing the Yuletide” by Nevea Lane (Sebastian and Topaz)
NEVEA LANE Nevea Lane currently resides in the Midwest, where she lives the life of a hermit. Her life has taken her on many travels and adventures, including: the tops of the Swiss Alps, le Metro of Paris, the busy street of Adams Morgan in Washington, D.C., and the quiet mystery of the Silver Lake mountain ranges of the Treasure State (Montana). She has called herself a geographic mutt, and believes that your home is where your heart takes you for the moment. Right now, her heart has led her to the rolling plains of Minnesota, where she’ll remain until her characters have decided to stop chatting, or the muse leaves to pester someone else. She has received many marriage proposals, but has not yet decided to make that leap. She is looking for more than just a spark, she is looking for a forest fire...until she finds it, let her entertain you. You can reach her at:
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