That Holiday Vibe E-Book

Avery Rowan

• Herausgeber: Sandy Shores Publishing
• Kategorie: Erotik
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2022

Beschreibung

Among the glitter and lights waits a different, steamier kind of Christmas magic.



Since their children were born, Cindy and Rick have exchanged their more adult-orientated Christmas gifts behind closed bedroom doors on Christmas Eve. With the kids fast asleep, things heat up once Cindy has her gift gripped firmly in hand. Luckily, Rick included batteries.



One-click now to see the gift that gives more than smiles.



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Leseprobe

That Holiday Vibe

A Christmas Erotic Short

Avery Rowan

Sandy Shores Publishing

Copyright

That Holiday VIbe

By Avery Rowan

First Edition

Copyright © 2019 Avery Rowan

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This book is a work of fiction. All names, characters, locations, and incidents are strictly products of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

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Contents

1.

That Holiday Vibe

Cindysatonthe edge of her bed, eagerly holding the Christmas package in her lap her husband placed there for her just a few seconds ago. She stripped as soon as she entered their bedroom, bouncing on the bed eagerly as she scooped up her package. The tradition started right after they had children, and the gifts they gave each other needed to take on a more family-friendly approach. Since then, they still purchased a sexy gift for each other, but it didn’t go under the tree with everything else. Instead, they hid the gifts away until Christmas Eve and had their own private gift exchange in the bedroom after the children went to sleep to dream about Santa and all the toys he would leave under the tree for them in the morning. The gifts varied from year-to-year from sexy outfits, sex games, and toys for each of them. Santa would do his job, stacking piles of gifts under the tree and filling stockings, and then they would escape to the bedroom to explore the naughtier side of the season. It definitely made Christmas Eve a night of anticipation for both of them.

Rick sat across from her, his own gift in his hands as he stared at his wife with his dark chocolate eyes. She grinned as she soaked in his naked broad chest and square shoulders, his thick biceps and powerful legs, and then dropped her gaze to his thick cock covered in the Santa boxers she bought him last year. Even flaccid, his shaft left a lickable lump in the front, making her pussy drip with anticipation and need.

“Open yours first this year,” Cindy told him as she bounced slightly on the mattress. She wiggled her eyebrows at him as she grinned, her body an electric current with the excitement that pulsed through her.

Rick grinned at her as he shook his head. “You’re worse than the kids on Christmas morning,” he said with a chuckle. He gripped the edge of the paper, sliding his finger under the tape as his grin grew.

Cindy groaned, dropping her shoulders in frustration. “You’re going slow on purpose,” she whined. “You know I hate that.”

He just grinned over at her. “But the paper is so pretty,” he told her with mock-sincerity. “Why would I want to ruin it? You took great care to pick it out, I’m sure.”

“Oh, please,” she said with an exasperated breath. “I snatched the first paper I saw. Rip it open. That’s what Christmas is all about, tearing into the gifts with reckless abandon.”

He laughed at her as he slid another finger under the tape on the other side of the package, keeping his gaze fixed on hers.

“God,” she groaned. “You’re killing me.”

“No patience?” he asked with a grin. Then, just to satisfy her eagerness, he flipped the package over and ripped down the middle, shoving the paper from the box. “Happy now?”

“Yesssss,” she said with her typical dramatic flair, her head tilted as she gestured with her hands for him to hurry up.

Rick chuckled as he flipped the box back over and opened it. “Now, what did my naughty wife think to get me this year?” He opened the thin shirt box, expecting another pair of sexy boxers. Instead, however, he pulled out a thin flip-calendar.

He eyed his wife suspiciously as he opened the first page. Then, his eyes went wide when he noticed his wife’s naked body on the beach, legs spread wide to reveal her pink slit, which she spread open with her fingers.

Rick glanced up at her with wide eyes, and Cindy couldn’t help but giggle as she bounced again on the bed. “Keep looking,” she urged him.

Biting her bottom lip, she watched as he flipped through the pages, each one containing a naked picture of her in some seductive or downright naughty pose. There was one of her on the bed on all fours, looking back over her shoulder as she spread her legs and another of her kneeling in front of Rick, her tongue lapping at his cock. Twelve pictures, one for each month, each naughtier than the next.

“Wow,” he said, his eyes still wide as he kept staring at the pictures. “How on earth did you get these developed?”

“Well, let’s just say the guy at the photo mart grins at me a lot more now,” she told him with a giggle. “Do you like it?”

“How could I not,” he told her, reaching out and stroking her bare leg. “This is awesome. I’ll keep it in my briefcase so I can pull it out and look at it throughout the day. It’ll keep me from being bored during meetings.”

“Aren’t you afraid of getting hard during those meetings if you look at it?” she asked, bouncing her eyebrows at him.

He grinned over at her, and she felt her honey drip even more. “It’ll be worth it. I’ll probably have to go to my office and jerk off because of it.”

She bit her lower lip, swinging her shoulders back and forth at the image in her mind now. God, she would love to watch him jack off at his desk. Of course, she’d love to be under that desk, too, ready to catch his load in her mouth or over her ample tits.