Chapter eight

Gavin's POV.

"K-kelvin?" She called me by the one name I thought she had forgotten, the nickname I believed no longer existed between us.

As soon as she removed my Santa mask, my heart skipped a beat from fear as I stared at her face. All colors had drained out of it and she looked as shocked as I was, except that I wasn't just surprised, but also panicking.

I got the nickname "Kelvin" from her when we just became friends. Diana wasn't still used to the way my name was pronounced, so she gave me Kelvin, believing it was easier, till she got the hang of my name.

And just like that, I was no longer Kelvin to her until now and it hurts me so much back then, but what do I do?

What excuse would I give my female best friend when she asked why I preferred Kelvin to Gavin?

Was I bold enough then to ever tell her that just the way she whispered it, sent a blood rush to my cock?

Hell no.

We were pretty young then, and I was feeling things I shouldn't have for someone who saw me as family.

"K-kelvin, is that you?" Diana repeated, her body shifting as if she was trying to get away from me.

My heart pounded heavily against my chest as a huge lump formed in my throat.

Nope, I couldn't allow that, I couldn't lose Diana who was probably even thinking that I had broken her trust now.

Diana's eyes sparked with a dark glint but before she could open her mouth to talk again, I sealed her lips with a deep kiss.

I expected her to push me back and slap me hard against the face, because I was once again, crossing the boundaries we had set between one another.

But then, it was the opposite. Diana reciprocated the kiss, nibbling on my bottom lip as I thrust my tongue into her mouth.

We exchanged saliva and she moaned, her lips pressing further against mine. She tasted so delicious, like a strawberry cake, if not sweeter as she turned around.

Our bodies mashed against one another, neither of us minding the sticky sweat that glued our flesh together as we continued kissing.

Her hands wrapped around my neck as my arm slipped around her waist, lifting her up into my lap as I sat on my knees on the bed.

I broke the kiss and looked into her face as we both breathed heavily. She was moving against my cock, squishing it with her wet pussy as her lips opened in a slutty way.

Her expression was filled with desire as she rocked against me harder, her chest heaving with each movement.

She took her hand towards my hardened dick, then slipped it inside in a go as a moan escaped her.

I resisted the urge to pin her down on the bed and slam into her hard. Watching her ride me, chasing after her own pleasure was more fun for now.

"Hmmm, your dick is so good." She bent to whisper into my ear as she licked my earlobe, while bouncing on my cock.

She moved her hands away from my neck, throwing her head backwards as her nails caressed her nipples while riding me hard.

I bit my lower lip, trying to stop myself from groaning as pleasure flooded my brain.

Diana was a pro at taking my cock in that lustful, dirty pussy of hers. Her moans were like sensational music to my ears, her touch like a spark of fire, igniting the volcano inside of me.

I couldn't take it anymore, the way she squealed anytime my cock swelled in her or the way her full boobs, moved with heavy force each time, she increased her pace, riding me as if she was on a horse.

I could tell she loved being in control, too, but not for long.

I pushed on the bed, dominating her with both hands.

I bent my head, taking her nipples into my mouth, sucking heavily on her boobs as she whined on the bed, while running her hands through my hair.

Diana pressed my head into her chest as she spread her legs wider for my hand to explore. She was so fucking wet and was soiling the bed.

I slapped her pussy hard and she screamed when I thrust a finger into her hole, pumping her hard with it, my mouth never leaving her nipples.

I bit gently on her tits, swirling my tongue on those pink little buds, not getting enough as she continued to arch her boob into my mouth.

I added another finger into her hole and finger-fucked her till she squirted all over my hand, my mouth leaving her right breast to her left.

I gave it the same treatment as I gave the first, so it wouldn't feel left out, and Diana enjoyed every bit of it, even going as far as moving her other hand down, towards my cock.

She played with the tip, licking her lower lip roughly as her eyes radiated with want, letting me know that my best friend was still not satisfied.

I took my two fingers to her mouth and made her taste herself. She gladly licked her juices off my hand, even going as far as sucking almost my full hand into her mouth.

I raised her two legs up and drove into her wetness, sucking her pussy like she was my favorite juice, well she was currently so I made sure to slurp her hard, while playing with her Clit.

Diana's moans grew louder, and I was sure that if not for the fact that this room was somehow soundproof, then the whole club would have heard, but Diana didn't seem to care.

After eating her pussy, I drove my dick into her warmth and pounded her, with her face pressed down into the sheets, hard.

I was certain that she was barely breathing as I continued to fuck her hard, but then it was Diana, she wanted to be roughly used and handled.

Her hands were tied behind her back, her butt cheeks bouncing with every movement, especially when I would spank her hard.

The air conditioner did nothing to control the heat between us as we kept fucking like wild animals, who were unable to do without one another.

"Yes Daddy, hit that ass." Diana cried as I whipped her butt with a feather belt.

It wasn't only giving her marks, but also teasing her clit gently.

Next, I turned Diana to lie on the bed, then made her play with herself as I watched with my face close to her pussy. She breathed heavily as she thrust her fingers, yelping.

"Get away Gavin, I am about to cum." She screamed, but I didn't move away, I opened my mouth for her to squirt those lovely juices all over me.

'They couldn't go to waste.' I thought as I licked her clean, feeling that she tasted even more delicious.

Diana collapsed on my body, spent, but still pulling at my balls, rubbing them gently as we stared into one another's eyes.

"I am sorry." I began and she narrowed her eyes at me.

"For?" She asked, and I sighed.

"Breaking our trust. It's more like I tricked you, considering how I told you there was a Santa here." I chuckled and she laughed, pressing her body further against mine.

Was this an indication that she wasn't mad?

"You can be funny at times Gavin. I did meet a Santa here, you, and you granted my wish even better than I had hoped for." She whispered as she rubbed her nose against mine.

Happiness brimmed in my heart as I groaned, kissing before hugging her. Diana pressed her head against my chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

"I am sorry too." She apologized and I furrowed my brows at her, confused.

"Why are you apologizing?"

"Because I was a bitch. You have always been around me, and I guess I always knew about your feelings for me, but pretended and even chose another guy over you." She paused.

"I feel what Ryan did to me is Karma, for hurting you."

"Naaaaaah. Don't say that. It's my fault too, I should never have been such a coward and let you be humiliated by him. I should have spoken up way earlier." I told her and she giggled.

"Well, I guess everything is in the past now, and we have all the time in the world to make up for it."

"Sure." I kissed her on the forehead, and we shared a loud laugh as Ariana Grande's song "Santa, Tell Me" played in the background.

"Santa tell me, are the feelings still there?" Diana asked and I nodded.

"Of course. They will never go anywhere." I assured her.

"I am glad you came back for me, Kelvin." She smiled and I think I caught tears in her eyes.

They dropped and I wiped them off, understanding how she felt.

It was Christmas, and we both got our wishes.