2. Illawarra Flame Ch. 16-18

He looked up at her. She was gazing at him contentedly, she already knew the answer to that question. 'Maya there is only one thing on this earth that I like better than your papusa."

'What's that?"

'Your smile."

She rolled her eyes and laughed. 'You're so cheesy Tyler."

'Maybe, but I got what wanted, didn't I?" He grinned up at her. He loved making Maya laugh and she knew it.

He leaned in to her pussy and started lapping at her lips, savoring her sweet musky taste as he moved his hands up and down over her thighs. She was so soft and smooth, her pink skin delicate and alluring. He was going to put his cock in here soon. Before long his shaft would be rubbing back and forth against these pretty lips while he slid his cock in and out of this tight little hole that his tongue was passing over. While he was at work... He was going to fuck Maya, his boss, while he was at work. The thought sent a jolt of electricity to his cock.

He licked around her clitoris, which was swollen and poking out, just begging to be touched. But he avoided it, teasing her the same way she had teased him.

She was sighing and rocking her hips. He slipped a finger into her warm slick vagina and pressed up on her, searching for her g-spot, slowly sliding deeper until he heard that telltale gasp, that sharp intake of air that let him know that he had found her special place. He stroked back and forth over it in time with her hips, slipping every now and then a little deeper or a little shallower but always returning to her center.

She was so wet. Her slippery fluids easily coated his fingers and dribbled down around her sweet little asshole. Tyler was struggling to hold himself back, his cock was straining for more action.

When her hips started moving at a pace that better reflected his own mood he started touching her clitoris. He wanted to bring her close before entering her, he knew that he wasn't going to be able to last very long.

Her breathing had become deep and labored, she thrust her hips with an urgency that he recognized as the beginnings of her end. He slid his finger out of her and stood up.

My god, she was stunning. She was leaning back on her elbows, her eyes heavily hooded with lust, her round little lips parted slightly. Her thick nipples stood up straight atop her luscious round breasts and she had a curve to her torso that could only be described as heavenly.

He looked down into her eyes as he guided his cock to her entrance and pushed himself inside, the walls of her slick tight passage clamping around him. Warmth and wetness and the throbbing desire of the woman he loved enveloped him.

Maya's brow furrowed, her eyes squinted and her mouth made the shape of an 'O' as he pressed himself inside her body. She breathed deeply through her mouth, he could hear the air moving in and out of her in time with his long slow strokes.

She let her head fall back, exposing the skin of her long graceful neck to him. He leaned down and kissed her between her clavicles and up her neck and along her jaw line to her ear, all the while pumping her pussy deeply.

'Maya honey," he whispered, 'do you like it when I fuck you on your desk?"

'Uh-huh." Now she was the one giving the shaky reply.

'Do you like knowing that everyone is just outside the door?"

She panted a few times before she answered. 'Uh-huh."

'Do you want me to make you cum?"

'Yes...'

'Tsk, tsk," he admonished, 'where are your manners baby?"

'Please... please Sasha... make me cum...'

'And where do you want me to cum?"

'In my pussy... pump your cum into my pussy...'

Oh how he loved to hear her say that, there was no better place in the world for his jizz than in Maya's pussy.

He grasped her under her shoulders and ground his pelvis against her, pulling her against him, grinding deep inside her. Maya's fingers were buried in his hair, gripping onto his head roughly. Her breathing was ragged, he was pressed up against her breasts and he could feel her heart beating rapidly, almost as quickly as his own. He felt that familiar tingle in the base of his balls, that little warning bell that lets you know that you're getting close and then...

The phone rang.

They both froze in fear.

It rang again.

She had to get it. If she didn't answer it somebody would knock on the door.

It rang again.

Tyler leaned over and picked it up. He could see the reluctance in her eyes as he pressed the receiver against her ear.

She shut her eyes and took a deep breath. 'Yes?" Her voice was surprisingly calm.

'Have Jessica take it, I am not done with Tyler's performance review." She was so authoritative.

Listening to her give instructions was making his cock twitch with need. He started humping his hips again, causing his cock to slide in and out of her hot little hole.

Maya's eyes flew open with shock, but it quickly melted into lust as Tyler leaned down and sucked on one of her perfectly formed breasts.

'Well take a message... and tell him I'll call him back on Monday... I'm not taking any calls right now."

'Yeah I'm fine... I just need to sneeze... you know that feeling?"

Tyler wanted to laugh but the tension in his balls was commanding his attention. He pushed off his hands and back to standing. The desk was too low to fuck her properly like this so he picked up her hips and started to nail her like that. Her heels digging into his buttocks, her hips leveled with his, her shoulders and head still resting on the desk. Maya's eyes rolled back in her head and she moved the receiver away from her mouth so that she could breathe heavily.

'Donna, I don't care if it's the president himself... I'm not taking the call," she bristled. She swung her arm back and hung up the phone.

'Fuck Tyler... that feels good...'

'Shit... I think... I need to sneeze...' He warned her.

'Uh-huh." She nodded her head. 'Give it to me baby."

He shifted his hands so that he was supporting her hips with one arm and used his free hand to rub her clit. Her eyes went wide and her breath caught in her throat. He felt the walls of her pussy clamping around him as her stomach muscles tightened and her body curled up towards him, a whimper escaping her throat. He lengthened his strokes and let go, pouring his cum deep inside her, bathing her in his hot sticky fluids.

He took a few deep breaths before he even tried to put her down. When he felt some blood returning to his brain, when some normal function had returned to his limbs, he carefully lowered her hips back to the desk and folded himself over her. He felt her arms encircle him, stroking over his back and up his neck.

'Sasha," she murmured, 'how come you end up pleasuring me even when I'm the one trying to give you a bonus'

'Mm... It was a very nice Christmas bonus. I would take that over some stupid money any day."

She giggled. 'You should have seen your face when I took my clothes off baby, you looked like you were about to crap your pants. I wish I had a camera."

He chuckled softly.

'So... This is my performance review, how did I do?" He asked

She laughed again. 'How about 'exceeded all expectations'?"

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

Maya didn't really know what to expect of Christmas at Tyler's parents house, she had only ever had Christmas with her own parents before. There were a lot of things that were different. First off, the weather surprised her. San Diego was balmy, not the biting cold that she was accustomed to. It felt so weird to be wearing short sleeves on Christmas eve.

Maya had been in the living room talking with Alex, Tyler's dad. It was strange to talk to him. Not because he was a strange guy, but because he looked exactly like Tyler. Or, she guessed that should be the other way around, Tyler looked exactly like his dad, just younger.

But while Tyler had clearly inherited his good looks, their personalities could not have been further apart. Alex was introverted. He was an artist, and a quiet one at that. She had struggled to connect with him until she had asked him about music, and then it was almost impossible to get him to stop talking. They talked about their favorite composers and their favorite performers. Dvorak was his favorite, which was lucky because Maya loved Dvorak's works. Once they had established that, all feelings of discomfort were forgotten. He played her excerpts on his stereo, he disappeared downstairs and came back with a violin to demonstrate subtle differences in timbre for her.

Tyler poked his head around the room divider every so often to check on her, but she didn't need checking on, she was having a good time. She liked his dad.

She only went back to the kitchen because she felt bad that she had left Tyler alone with Nicholas for so long, but when she got there she could see that she needn't have worried.

The kitchen table was covered in white plastic and huge slabs of gingerbread, white frosting and every Christmas candy possible. Josh was working on three or four different gingerbread construction projects at once, using all of the table, save the small area that Nicholas was working at. Nicholas was busily using the frosting to glue candy onto long thin gingerbread slabs.

'How's it going Kolya? Do you have enough candy?" Josh asked.

'Uh-huh."

'Okay, make sure there's lots of candy on there, the chimney is Santa's favorite part. We need to make sure we have a kick-ass chimney on there or else he might not leave us any presents."

'Joshka, language," Tyler admonished.

Josh looked at Nicholas and rolled his eyes. 'Your parents are so boring," he teased.

Nicholas giggled.

Tyler was leaning back in a kitchen chair sucking on a candy cane and watching Josh and Nicholas work.

'You're not helping Sasha?" She asked.

'I'm managing," he said, grinning. 'Looks good Josh, keep up the good work," he said in a generic way.

'Managing? More like spectating," Josh scoffed.

'Aren't they one and the same?" Tyler asked with a cheeky grin.

'Ouch, touché," she said in mock insult. Tyler leaned over and pulled her into his lap.

'What on earth are you building Josh?" She asked. She just couldn't figure it out. He must have been building three or four different houses.

'Tell her Kolya," he said.

'It's our house mommy, the house we're going to move to."

'Oh, I see."

'It has four levels and the roof is made out of cookies and Cassie has her own room." He was talking quickly, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

'How many fireplaces?" Josh asked.

'Four... no five! Five fireplaces."

'And what else?"

'Um...' Nicholas couldn't remember.

Josh just smiled at him, waiting...

'Oh! Oh! Oh! And a tree in the middle."

Josh looked up at her. 'And a tree in the middle. It's pure genius. Three and a half years in architecture school and I couldn't have come up with that."

Maya smiled. 'You don't think that might pose a significant fire risk, with the five fireplaces and all?"

Josh rolled his eyes again and looked at Nicholas. 'Like I told you... boring!'

When Tyler's mom came home from the store she plunked shopping bags down on a chair for Josh.

'Thanks mom," he said as he started pulling out boxes of cookies and more bags of candy.

'It's quite the production, isn't it?" Maya asked her.

'Urgh, you think this is bad? You should have seen it around here on Halloween when they were younger. Pumpkin guts everywhere. One year Josh made the most grotesque statue of liberty out of pumpkins. The neighbor actually asked us to take it down it was so disturbing. Unpatriotic they called it."

Josh chuckled, clearly very proud of himself. 'It was awesome."

'It was an abomination Josh."

That comment only made Josh look happier with himself. He was reveling in his mother's pretended disapproval.

Josh started gluing together gingersnap cookies with the frosting while he had Nicholas separate the green candies out of a huge bag of sour patch kids.

'What is that going to be?" She asked.

'The trunk of the tree."

'Are you trying to stay with the gingerbread theme?" She asked in reference to the choice of ginger snap cookies.

'No." He picked up a cookie and tried to break it between his thumbs for her, they were obviously tough cookies. 'High tensile strength. They're a good building material."

Hours later, when the tree had finally set, they all watched as Josh assembled his creation. It was amazing, she'd never seen anything like it before. It was straight out of a fairy tale, replete with the sorts of details that Maya would never have thought of.

A twisted old oak tree was the centerpiece about which the house was built, curling with the gnarled arch of the trunk and its thick branches. There were four stories that were progressively offset from each other to achieve a sprawling fantasy. There were balconies of liquorice and wafer cookie sliding glass doors, candy cane ladders and a cobblestone path made of chocolate dots. Nicholas' chimney stood proudly from the roof, childish and clumsy yet oddly consistent with the rest of the dream.

The branches of the tree curved and extended outwards, supporting the house, and at the ends of the branches Josh used the yellow, orange and red sour patch kids as leaves. He walked around with a handful of sour patch kids in one hand and the icing piper in the other, adding them one at a time and stepping back to survey the effect each time. Every now and then he would change the placement or the color of a leaf. When he was finally done it was absolutely spectacular.

Maya couldn't believe his talent. The frosted brightly colored leaves seemed to make the whole thing glitter, they kicked the fantasy of it up a notch.

She was touched when he removed four clay figures from the oven. A little black dog with a white stripe down her nose, a man, woman and child. Josh let Nicholas place the figures around the house, he put them all together on the middle balcony.

'Do you think it would pass the earthquake test?" Tyler asked.

Josh laughed. 'Somehow I don't think this one is quite up to code."

Nicholas cried the next morning when he found that 'Santa' had eaten his chimney.

'But Kolya, that means that it was his favorite part." Tyler comforted him. 'Santa always takes his favorite part off the gingerbread house to eat. How else could he keep his strength up to deliver presents to all of the children?"

The chimney was quickly forgotten when he remembered the presents. Santa had brought all of the boys big plastic guns that fired foam balls. They ran around the house laughing and trying to shoot each other, two big men and a little boy. Nicholas was surprisingly good. He was quick. He seemed to anticipate the shot before it was fired, giving him time to dart out of the way. Tyler and Josh were like big cumbersome elephants in comparison.

Maya watched as Nicholas crouched in hiding behind Alex's armchair.

'Where'd he go?" Tyler asked when he came into the room.

Maya couldn't help but smile. 'I don't know."

Nicholas jumped up from his hiding place and shot Tyler twice.

'There he is," Tyler roared. 'You cheeky boy, I'm going to get you!' He picked Nicholas up and tickled him.

'Daddy! Daddy! Let me go!' He squealed.

Tyler stopped tickling him and for a few long seconds he hugged him to his chest before he put him down. Nicholas picked up the foam balls, reloaded them in his gun and ran straight from the room giggling, looking for Josh, completely unaware of the significance of what he'd just said.

Tyler had tears in his eyes. Maya opened her arms to him and he walked into her embrace, laughing. They hugged in the middle of his parents' living room, laughing and kissing.

'I love you Maya, and I love our son too." He told her.

Two days later, Jacinta had her operation. It was a difficult experience for Maya, she wanted to be there for Tyler but at the same time she felt like she was intruding on a very private family ordeal. But Tyler asked her to be there, and so she was, no matter how uncomfortable it was.

The operation was declared a success because they had implanted the electrodes without killing her. They wouldn't know if the therapy would work or not for three weeks, if not longer.

On the way home from the hospital that night Nicholas fell asleep in his car seat.

'Check to make sure he's asleep," Tyler said.

Maya leaned back and tickled Nicholas under the chin but he didn't respond, he was out cold.

'He's dead to the world."

'Okay, can we talk about him?"

'Yeah, what's up?"

'Well...' He seemed hesitant, like he didn't know how the words for he wanted to say. 'You don't have to say anything now, you don't have to say yes or no, but I want you to think about me adopting him."

'Adopting him?"

'Yeah, I'd like to adopt him."

'Oh." Maya was surprised.

'Not away from you, in combination with you."

She immediately thought of the conversation they'd had when they were camping, the one where he voiced his fear that they might break up and she would take Nicholas away from him. 'You don't trust me?"

'No, it's not that, it's Nicholas. I don't want him to feel like I'm only around because of you. I want him to know that I am committed to him too. At the moment he doesn't care, but when he gets older I think he will. It's symbolic."

'Okay... I'll think about it."

There was a pause.

'There's something else."

'What?"

'I want to put him in martial arts classes. I looked into it and I think we should put him in judo. Judo or taekwondo."

Again she was surprised. Tyler was such a gentle guy, why would he want his kid in martial arts classes? 'Really? I don't know. He already kicks and punches when he's throwing tantrums... I don't want him to think that violence is okay."

'Babe...' He shifted uncomfortably in the driver's seat. 'Hamid wasn't very big, was he?"

'No."

'So Nicholas probably wont be very big either."

'No, I suppose not."

'Don't take this the wrong way Mayechka, you know I love Nicholas, but he's different. He's shy. He's smart. It isn't a problem now and I don't want it to become a problem later, when he's in high school dealing with bullies. I never had to worry because I was always the biggest, but Nicholas isn't going to have that advantage. I hope he never has to use any fighting techniques, but I think giving him the ability to fight back might give him confidence. It might make life as a teenager easier for him."

He had a point. Hamid had been the same height as her, which wasn't exactly short, but it also wasn't tall for a guy. But what Nicholas really had going against him was his body type. He was slender like Maya, with long limbs.

'Okay, you're probably right," she conceded. 'You can enroll him in martial arts so long as it doesn't interfere with ballet."

'Thanks babe. I think one day Nicholas will thank us too, although by the time he's old enough to realize that he might need to defend himself he will probably have so much teenage angst going on that we'll be the last ones he'll want to thank."

Urgh. Nicholas with teenage angst. There was one thing that Maya did not want to have to think about until she had to.

After new years day Maya had to go back to work in Colorado. Tyler, being newly unemployed, was staying in San Diego for another two weeks and he wanted to keep Nicholas with him. She thought about it long and hard before she said yes. Two weeks was a long time, Nicholas had never been away from her for that long, but he was with his dad, it was better for him than going to day care.

It felt so weird to refer to Tyler as Nicholas' dad, not bad, just weird. It was hard for her to remember. Tyler's family was completely accepting of it, as soon as they heard Nicholas referring to him as daddy they did too, no questions asked. Maya practiced in her head. She liked it.