Page 9 of A Twinmas Entanglement
When I first came home from work, I set up the mini easels, paints, and paintbrushes, and went right into baking and cooking for my girl. This home date night is going to be one to remember. It might give us more time to reconnect and talk while we paint. Everything will be ready for Delaney’s arrival in just a few more minutes.
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“Solana! Honey, I’m home,” Delaney sing-songs. She closes the door behind her and throws her keys onto the bowl in the foyer’s end table. I stand near the table in my black, silk robe. I openthe robe slowly, revealing my black, sheer lingerie set attached to fishnet stockings and my black, stiletto heels. Delaney’s bright eyes light up, filling with lust as she steadily walks toward me.
“Holy fucking shit. You look so goddamn hot,” she declares, lifting her hand to her mouth and biting down, indicating she’d love to take a nice bite out of me. Smiling, I reach forward and grab her free hand. I tightly wrap my hands around her, running my nose alongside her exposed neck. Pushing a strand of hair behind her ear, she removes her hand from her mouth as we inch closer.
Our lips touch faintly with our breath panting heavily; the overwhelming tension is too much to bear. I make the first move and slide my tongue against her juicy lower lip as she opens for me perfectly. Our tongues intertwine sensually against one another as I seek refuge in her perfect mouth. She mimics my moves, seeking the same, and we drown in our kiss. Painfully early, we break apart, breathing heavily with so much lust and love in our eyes.
Gazing at each other, I break the silence and whisper, “I love you so much, Delaney.” Her smile grows. Our all-consuming love for each other is palpable and evident in that breathtakingly beautiful smile.
“Te amo tambien, hermosa. Con todo mi corazón, te amaré para siempre.” I close my eyes, stunned by her lovely words and how I feel so connected to her—like we are one person, soulmates who will never be apart.(I love you too, beautiful. With all my heart, I will love you forever.)
I kiss her forehead, and she wipes a tear from my eye that I didn’t even know I had. I remove her long green coat and place it behind her chair. Pushing the chair back, I give her enough room for her to sit so we can enjoy our meal.
“Wait. Let me change real quick and give myself a quick body rinse, okay?” she states, running quickly to our bedroom. I can’t get a word in before our bedroom door opens and closes.
Gathering my resolve, I pick up our plates and place them in our microwave oven to keep them warm. Back at the table, I squirt various paints on the trays beside the paintbrushes. I suddenly remember Delaney dropping her surprise bag beside the foyer, so I make my way toward it in search of her surprise.
I snatch the red and white paper bag and return it to the table, removing the silver sparkling tissue paper. Setting the bag down on the table, I reach inside and find two items: a mini Santa hat vibrator, and pearl bell, a pendant bow nipple clamps. I fucking can’t. My girl is so crazy. There has never been a dull moment with her in my life, and I love it.
“So, I see you couldn’t wait to see my special surprise.” Her sultry voice startles me, and I instantly wet my sheer panties, which I know are sure to leave a wet patch. I turn around and I’m met with the most magnificent creature I’ve ever seen. Dressed in all red, she looks like a silk dream. Her red silk lingerie and matching robe resemble a present ready to be unwrapped. The black sheer stockings and studded killer Louboutin heels complete her outfit, making her downright sinful.
“Jesus, fuck. If I had a dick, it’d be hard as a fucking rock. But my pussy is dripping for you,” I purr, dangerously close to unwrapping her and worshiping her on top of our kitchen island.
Locked in a lascivious stare, I blink my eyes and remember the food in the microwave. Even though I want to take a bite out of her sweet curves, we should probably eat to gain sustenance for what we will be getting into later.
“Okay, before we get into what’s going to happen later, let’s eat and have our date night.Por favor, hermosa,” I plead, quickly kissing her lips. I snag our plates and set them onthe table as Delaney chuckles, sitting opposite me.(Please, beautiful.)
“Mmm, everything smells heavenly. Thank you so much for cooking, prepping the tree, and our little easels here,” she states, grabbing the sangria. She fills our glasses as I cut my steak and dive in to eat. I groan, closing my eyes, savoring the taste and how juicy it is.
“This is so delicious.You definitely outdid yourself,” she moans, taking a huge bite of her steak topped with mashed potatoes and veggies.
“Thank you. Let’s paint, drink, and eat. Then, we can unveil what we painted after our meal,” I state, grabbing my paintbrush and dipping it in the red. She nods and starts mixing colors as I revert to my picture, getting lost in my painting while eating.
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The deafening silence perfectly contrasts with the lovely moans and screams that will fill our apartment in an hour. Breaking the tension-filled silence, I chuckle while admiring my painting.
“You painted something nasty, didn’t you?” Delaney snorts, shaking her head. I move my clean plate and place my easel on the placemat facing Delaney, unveiling the most perfectly painted vagina.
“Oh my fucking God. You are so fucking crazy.”
“Crazy about pussy.” I snicker. She turns her painting around, showcasing the second most beautiful pair of breasts I’ve ever seen, the first being hers. I raise an eyebrow, chastising her for thinking I was crazy and naughty when she is exactly the same.
“Second-best tits I’ve ever seen.” I wink. Rising from my chair, I grab our clean plates and make my way to the kitchensink. I rinse the plates and place them in our dishwasher as Delaney refills our glasses with sangria.
She glides to our living room, setting our glasses on the end table before getting on her knees and opening the first Christmas decorations box.
I smile, looking at this beautiful woman who just so happens to likely be my twin sister. I can’t help but think how fucking lucky I was to have found her.
We were made to love each other until the end of time, and I know it wasn’t just as sisters. It was and is more than that.
10
Delaney
Decorating the Christmas tree is the best part of Christmas for me. On the other hand, Solana couldn’t care less and is fine with anything I create. It’s another reason why we work so well together. Whatever I want, she makes sure I get it.
