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  The Christmas Present

  ISBN #978-1-907280-63-4

  ©Copyright Suzanne Graham 2009

  Cover Art by April Martinez ©Copyright December 2009

  Edited by Jess Bimberg

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  This is a work of fiction. All characters, places and events are from the author’s imagination and should not be confused with fact. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, events or places is purely coincidental.

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  Published in 2009 by Total-E-Bound Publishing 1 The Corner, Faldingworth Road

  , Spridlington, Market Rasen, Lincolnshire, LN8 2DE, UK.

  Warning: This book contains sexually explicit content which is only suitable for mature readers. This story has been rated Total-e-melting.

  Christmas Crackers

  Gifts of Desire

  THE CHRISTMAS PRESENT

  Suzanne Graham

  Dedication

  To my Cooking Club, thanks for the great food and great laughs, Eileen, Christi and Joanne.

  To True Colors, you are the best critique partners in the world, Ann and Ingram.

  To Barbara and Will, I wouldn’t be where I am today without the two of you.

  Thank you from the bottom of my heart.

  Trademarks Acknowledgement

  The author acknowledges the trademarked status and trademark owners of the following wordmark mentioned in this work of fiction:

  Lexus: Lexus, a Division of Toyota Motor, U.S.A., Inc.

  Chapter One

  “Damn, their flight’s delayed.” Amanda turned away from the monitor in the baggage claim area to face her husband, Tom. “I can’t wait any more. These last seven months have been killing me.”

  “Thanks a lot. I thought I was doing a good job helping you pass the time,” Tom said, loosening the knit scarf from around his neck and unzipping his parka.

  Amanda grinned. “Oh baby, you have, but I’m going to explode if I don’t do something with this bundle of nerves curling through me.”

  “I know how to take care of that.” Tom grabbed her by the hand and led her to the family bathroom next to the men’s and women’s restrooms.

  “But we don’t have any kids,” she protested when Tom opened the door for her.

  He shot her a look. “Are you really going to let that stop you?”

  She shook her head and walked into the bathroom, hearing the lock click behind her. It wasn’t going to take much for her to reach an orgasm. Her panties had been damp all day in anticipation of being with Mark and Sabrina again, the sexy British couple they’d met while on vacation in the Canary Islands last May.

  Tom reached around her, sliding his warm hand across her flat stomach and down the inside of her jeans. His fingers tickled her curls on the way to her clit. Her knees weakened as he trailed kisses down the side of her neck, and she leant back against him. “Oh yes,” she said as she unfastened the button on her jeans and pulled down the zipper.

  When she started to push her pants over her hips, he growled softly in her ear. “Did I tell you to take off your pants?”

  Feeling a new rush of wetness between her legs, Amanda shook her head.

  “Please?” she asked.

  “No. We’re not going to fill that hole of yours until our friends get here. I want you to really enjoy your Christmas present, and waiting is half the fun.”

  She groaned and wiggled against his soft touch on her clit. “I thought you said you were going to help me.”

  “I’ll let you have a little something to take the edge off.”

  “Or keep me wanting more.”

  “Exactly,” he said.

  He held her firmly around the waist with one of his long, lean arms as he toyed with her clit. Using slow, light touches with the pad of his middle finger, he circled ever closer to the tip of her arousal. She wanted to thrust herself into his hand, but she’d learned from experience he would withdraw and refuse her any orgasm if she didn’t submit to his pace. Little moans escaped her throat as he slowed his strokes, reaching the heart of her clit. She forced herself to remain still, even though she could feel his erection pressed into her back and she wanted to rub against him.

  “You’re so beautiful when you’re flushed with sexual heat,” he whispered into her ear. “Maybe we should wait and let this be Mark and Sabrina’s first look of you.” His finger stopped moving and rested on her clit. She caught sight of their reflection in the mirror, both of them tall and lean with dark hair.

  She held still not daring to move or speak, afraid he would stop and leave her without relief. He’d really taken to the dominant/submissive role-playing they’d started after their last vacation, and she loved submitting to him. But damn, she really wanted this orgasm now.

  “But I think I like seeing you climax even more,” he said, circling her clit with a firmer touch and locking his dark eyes with hers in the mirror.

  As she climbed closer to her peak, her eyelids closed and her head fell back onto Tom’s shoulder. She lost awareness of everything around her, except Tom’s finger driving her to her climax.

  “Let me hear how much you like this,” Tom whispered, sliding his free hand up under her sweater.

  She was afraid someone would hear them, but she couldn’t hold back her gasp when he pinched her nipple through her bra. He tugged and twisted it, driving a shot of stimulation directly from her tit to her clit, and she cried out as her orgasm rocked through her. Tom held her securely in his arms as her body tensed and shook.

  Leaning against him, she struggled to catch her breath. He nuzzled her neck, nipping and teasing her sensitive skin with his lips. She shivered under his touch, still aching to have his cock inside her.

  “You also look damn good after an orgasm,” he said, when her breathing returned to normal. “Now, let’s go see if our friends are here yet.”

  * * * *

  Amanda’s nerves flittered in her chest when she caught sight of Mark and Sabrina waiting for their luggage at the carousel. Seven months was a long time—what if they couldn’t recreate the connection they’d felt on vacation? Amanda felt like an awkward teenager on her first date. Before she could turn and hide or run away, Sabrina spotted her. Sending Amanda a brilliant smile, Sabrina walked with her arms outstretched and pulled Amanda into an embrace.

  Sabrina was slightly shorter than Amanda and completely opposite in body type. Sabrina was all womanly curves and softness, such a contrast to Amanda’s thin, straight figure. Their complexions were as different as night and day, too. Sabrina had a classic English rose complexion—porcelain pale skin with peach undertones—and blonde hair, whereas Amanda’s dark hair and olive skin hinted at her Greek ancestry.

  “Mmmm. I’ve missed you,” Sabrina said, giving Amanda a kiss on the lips before releasing her hold and greeting Tom in a similar manner.

  Mark stepped up and eyed her. He was taller than Tom and so much broader in the shoulders. “You look good,” he said, reaching a hand out to her cheek and stroking his thumb across her lips.
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  Amanda stood transfixed by his large, muscular frame and dark eyes, waiting to see what he would do next. He reached his other hand up to her face and drew her closer to the heat of his body. He bent over her, and his warm breath caressed her lips as he kissed her hello.

  When he finished the kiss, she was grateful for the steadying hand he kept at the back of her neck. Her legs felt a little wobbly. Any concerns she’d had about not making a connection with Sabrina or Mark were sent packing. This couple was as affectionate and sexy as she remembered.

  Mark released her and turned to Tom. “Good to see you, again,” he said, giving Tom a manly hug with a thump on the back with one hand.

  “We’ve been looking forward to your visit,” Tom said, grinning. He picked up one of the suitcases next to Mark’s feet. “Is everyone ready to go home?”

  “I don’t see any reason to hang out here any longer,” Mark said. Carrying the second suitcase, he walked alongside Tom to the parking lot.

  Sabrina took Amanda’s hand and squeezed it as they followed behind the men. “Mark and I are so happy to be here with you and Tom,” she said.

  “It’s been a long wait. I’m glad you were able to come,” Amanda said. Then she broached the subject she’d been most uncomfortable talking about before their visit. “I hope you weren’t offended by our request for health checks.”

  “Not at all, sweetie. With both of us on birth control and all of us healthy, it’ll make this trip so much more enjoyable not having to use condoms. Oooooo.” She wiggled closer. “I can’t wait to get started. We’re going to have so much fun.”

  Laughing, Amanda agreed.

  Tom was opening the trunk of his Lexus when the women approached. “Just let me pull the snow shovel out before we put the bags in,” Tom said.

  “Were you expecting to have to dig your way out of the airport?” Mark joked.

  “Tom believes in being prepared, and with the amount of snow we get here in Michigan, I’m grateful,” Amanda said. “He’s gotten us unstuck a few times with his shovel.”

  Sabrina shivered. “Brrrr, is it always this cold here?”

  “Hop in, Sabrina. The heater’s already on, and the seat warmers should be toasty by now,” Tom said, holding the back door open for her. “Mark, why don’t you ride up front with me? It’ll give your legs a little more space, and the women can talk and get reacquainted in the backseat.”

  Amanda felt the warm leather seats through her jeans as she slid into the back of the car. She loved this car’s heating system, but it didn’t have the best traction on the road. Tom had planned to buy snow tires last week, but he’d had to go out of town for work and had run out of time.

  As the men got into the front seats, Sabrina reached out to touch Amanda’s thigh. “You’re too far away.” Sabrina moved to the centre seat and put on the seatbelt there. “That’s better,” she said, sliding her hand along the inside of Amanda’s denim-clad thigh.

  Amanda quivered at the touch, especially so soon after her escapade with Tom in the bathroom and the anticipation of Mark and Sabrina’s visit. She wouldn’t be surprised if she left a wet spot on the leather seat when she got out of the car at home. Her panties were soaking through the crotch of her jeans.

  With her other hand, Sabrina coaxed Amanda’s head to turn towards her, and she kissed her with her thick, soft lips. Amanda tentatively reached under Sabrina’s leather jacket to cup her breast. The weight and size fit perfectly in Amanda’s palm. She rubbed her thumb over the nipple and felt it pebble against Sabrina’s blouse.

  “Mmmm,” Sabrina moaned. “That’s feels lovely.”

  Amanda lost herself in Sabrina’s kisses and didn’t notice her pants were unzipped until Sabrina’s finger slid along Amanda’s slick folds. She moaned into Sabrina’s mouth and opened her legs to give Sabrina deeper access. Tom had left her hole aching to be stroked, and Sabrina’s small hand slipped nearly all the way inside. Sabrina plunged in and out, and Amanda gasped as she climaxed too quickly.

  With her eyes closed, Amanda waited for her heartbeat to slow. “Sorry,” she breathed out.

  Sabrina chuckled. “What for?”

  “I really wanted that to last a little longer, but Tom had me worked up before your flight landed,” Amanda said. “And he wouldn’t satisfy me. He said I had to wait before I could get my Christmas present.”

  At the sound of a male cough Amanda’s eyes flew open, embarrassment creeping up her neck. Somehow she’d forgotten the men were in the car. Then a smile tugged at her lips as she watched Mark shift in his seat and adjust the tightness in the front of his pants. She wasn’t the only one needing relief.

  “Damn, that was hot,” Mark said, looking over his shoulder at her. The car swerved and Mark grabbed the dashboard. “Whoa, boy. Take it easy,” Mark said to Tom.

  “Sorry, wasn’t me,” Tom said. “Hit a patch of black ice. These country roads don’t get cleared as well as the main ones, but we’re almost home.”

  And for Amanda, it couldn’t be a moment too soon.

  Chapter Two

  Mark scanned the road ahead, looking for any signs of a house. All he could see in the headlights’ beam was a two-lane road with high banks of snow on either side surrounded by pine and oak trees. Not a single drive or mailbox or lighted window among them. “You really do live in the country,” he said.

  “Yeah, it’s off the beaten track. We like being surrounded by the woods and not seeing any neighbours,” Tom said.

  Privacy. No one minding your business. That sounded good to Mark. In the small village where he and Sabrina lived, everyone knew everyone’s business. He’d been able to shrug off the looks the older ladies had given him whenever he’d been at the market with Sabrina and Renee. But he’d hated seeing the old biddies whispering and pointing at the women as if they were deaf and dumb to their criticism. He’d really gotten pissed when men had approached Sabrina thinking she was an easy lay because she shared her life with her husband and their lover. The idiots didn’t have a clue about the deep love and commitment Mark and Sabrina had shared with Renee for the three years she’d been with them.

  Losing Renee in a car accident nineteen months ago had shattered Mark and Sabrina. Fortunately, they’d been able to grow closer in their grief rather than let it split them apart. In fact, their trip to the Canary Islands where they’d met Tom and Amanda had been planned in order to celebrate Renee’s life at the first anniversary of her death. Renee had loved Tenerife, and Mark and Sabrina had gone back there to relive some of their happy memories together.

  Sometimes when he was feeling mystical, Mark imagined Renee had sent Tom and Amanda into their lives. She’d been the eternal matchmaker within their group of friends. Pairing Mark and Sabrina with the American couple might have been her final farewell match.

  “Home sweet home,” Tom said, pulling the car in front of an A-framed house after driving down a long, single lane road. Large windows in the front and back provided a clear view straight through the centre of the house, which appeared to be the main living room.

  “Lovely,” Sabrina said, getting out of the backseat of the car. “What a beautiful location, surrounded by all these trees.”

  “The house is actually on a rise. From the back porch, you can see over a small valley where Tom and I go hiking. There’s a pond down there, too, for swimming in the summer,” Amanda said, leading Sabrina up the wide wood steps to the front door.

  Mark helped Tom get the suitcases out of the trunk and joined the women hanging their coats in the closet in the slate floored entry.

  “You and Mark are in the guest suite on this side of the house.” Amanda walked to the hallway to the right. “Tom and I have the master suite on the other side of the house… Well, I mean, of course you’re welcome to join us in our bedroom, if you want to. It’s not like you have to stay in your own room. I just thought you might enjoy some privacy during your visit,” Amanda stammered.

  Mark watched as a blush crept up Amanda�
��s neck into her cheeks. He grinned. He’d seen her nervousness at the airport, too. She was so sweet. He couldn’t wait to get another taste of her, but before he could move in for a kiss, Sabrina reached Amanda’s lips first.

  “This is perfect, Amanda. Thank you,” Sabrina said.

  “Is anyone hungry?” Tom asked. “It’s eight o’clock here, but I don’t know what schedule your stomachs are on. Amanda and I can put together some tapas and drinks while you unpack and wash up. And feel free to change into comfortable clothes. We’re really casual when we’re at home.”

  Mark’s stomach rubbed at the mention of food. “Food sounds good. I could definitely go for a pint and some snacks.”

  “Take your time getting settled and come out when you’re ready,” Tom said. He squeezed Mark on the shoulder. “It’s good to have you here. Thanks for coming.”

  Caught off-guard by the show of affection, Mark watched wordlessly as Tom turned and walked to the kitchen at the back of the house. Mark wasn’t sure about where he stood with Tom. Mark had experience as a man with two women, but being with another couple was new. The four of them had only had one night together in Tenerife, and the focus had been on giving Amanda a very special birthday present. He didn’t know what to expect this week between the four of them.

  Sabrina caught his hand. “C’mon, love. Let’s go take a shower and wash off this travel dirt. I’ll wash your back, and you can wash mine.”

  Mark grinned and hauled Sabrina over his right shoulder. She shrieked as he carried her through the guest bedroom into the white marble bathroom. With his left hand, he turned the water on in the shower before he slowly set Sabrina on her feet, making sure she rubbed against his body all the way down. He leant over to kiss her, forcing his tongue between her lips and stroking the inside of her mouth. She moaned and sagged against him. He deftly unbuttoned her blouse and unfastened her bra, throwing them both to the floor while she worked on his pants, never breaking their kiss.