Holiday Spice & Everything Nice

by Conn, Claudy

  She returned the favor by sliding off to his side and shoving her hands in his sweats, pulling them down to his thighs in a single quick movement. Now straddling his bare, thick thigh, heat flowed through her body as she moved one hand over his solid abs, the other teasingly cupping his balls.

  He hissed, straightening his back. “Oh, Rachael, I’ve dreamed so many times of this moment.”

  “Did it go anything like this?” Her hand moved up, running her fingers over the silky hardness of him until she could wrap her fingers around his cock.

  “Oh god, you are killing me.” He grabbed at the waist of the sweats she wore and pulled them down her legs as she wiggled to help. Together they pushed her pants free of her ankles and left them there, under the blankets at the bottom of the bed, not caring at the moment, and then followed the same routine with his.

  He lifted her by her hips, placing her over his hard length, and then with one smooth movement he found his way inside of her.

  “I never dreamed it could be…it could feel so much more when…” He bucked his hips, pushing himself so far up inside of her that heat flamed from her middle to the ends of her limbs.

  “When what?” Rachael cried out, back arching

  “Rach,” he moaned as he stopped her from moving. “Rach,” he repeated, unzipping the sweatshirt she wore and pulling it from her body. Moving his hands back to rest heavily on her hips, he ground against her core a little more.

  She grabbed his sweatshirt, and he helped her get it off of him. “Rach, what? Do you want to stop, Aaron?” She looked down at him quizzically.

  “What? No! Never!” He pulled her down, pressing her breasts against his chest. Still connected, he wrapped her in a bear hug. His breaths were coming at a frantic pace. “Rach, I fell in love with you, somehow, in between all the fighting with you at work. I haven’t known what to so, I stayed, fought with you, just to be near you. I didn’t know how to change things. It looked like there for a while, I might just have to let you hate me forever to remain in your presence.”

  He put his hands on her face, cupping her cheeks and chin until she was looking at him. “I can’t see you enough.”

  “What?”

  He pulled out of her, fighting with the covers, and for a few seconds Rachael was not sure who was going to win. She braced, ready for him to fall on the floor, but he recovered, throwing the last of the covers wrapped around his arm back over her.

  “What the hell are you doing? You tell me you are in love with me, and then flee the bed!”

  “No! Wait, I want light.” He ran from the room, a perfect shadow of a man. In the different levels of the darkness, Rachael could still make out what an amazing build he had.

  ***

  When Aaron returned, Rachael heard the click and hiss of a lighter. A large candle with three wicks flamed to life. As light spread out from the candle, his body appeared before her, encompassed in the golden glow. His erection stood out proud in a bed of golden curls, the same sandy color that adorned his chest. “I know it is cold, but I need to see you.”

  She rose up on her knees, letting the mess of covers fall to the bed, exposing her body to his gaze.

  “Amazing,” he exclaimed as he climbed back on the bed and then covered her body with his, bringing the blankets up over them both. She thought the man had lost his mind as he moved, quickly, but carefully over her; his legs and arms felt like they were going in every direction at once, and she giggled, for some unknown reason covering her face with her arms. The sensation of his skin rubbing over hers was bliss, but not as heavenly as when Rachael felt his mouth move between her thighs.

  Opening her eyes, she found his legs on opposite sides of her head, but directly below her chin, his hard cock lay on her chest, his balls and ass a perfect image. When her hands connected, rubbing, squeezing, massaging him, he growled into her folds. His tongue moved inside her, licking, tasting. His lips found her clit, sucking and flicking it with his tongue., In mere moments after the blissful torture began, Rachael cried out, the waves of her orgasm making her shake from head to toe.

  Then, he was moving again.

  “What is it with you?” she laughed, still shuddering. “It’s like you had too much candy.”

  “That is exactly what I feel like,” Aaron exclaimed, his face appearing back above hers. “I finally have the sweet I want, and I am so excited I can’t sit still. I want all of you. I’m sure I am overwhelming you, but I can’t help myself. I have been living in this hell, in love with a woman who not only seemed to hate my guts, but who took every opportunity she had to try to beat me at something, almost since the day I met her.”

  He climbed on top of her, his hands running over her breasts. Then after a quick kiss to each nipple, he moved to prop himself up on his arms. Holy sugar rush! She felt the same. Her head spun like a top, reminiscent of too much sugar and caffeine. This has to be what it would feel like to finish that whole box of Entemann’s donuts! With his hardness poised at the entrance to her soft, wet core, he spoke like a man on an adrenaline rush, “Man, I love the snow. What to come spend Christmas with me in Carolina? Or, am I moving too fast for you?”

  He topped off that statement by shoving himself inside of her, one great thrust that made her feel full of him, like she couldn’t get any closer if she tried. Yet, still she wanted too. A lock broke inside of her. As her hips moved, sliding him in and out of her slick channel, Rachael realized what all of her internal fighting had been about. She’d felt more than attraction, more than desire for this man. It was why all of the thoughts had scared her so much. She’d lied to herself all too well about the feelings she’d developed for him too.

  As her muscles tightened, and tiny bits of electricity sparked along her skin, she wasn’t sure if this was love, because she had fought it tooth and nail for so long, but it was extreme, whatever it was. The word amazing came to mind in regards to him, and not just because her body sat upon the brink of that precipice of no return. She trembled, meeting his trusts, a new competition of who could give the other more.

  Then he pulled out.

  “Holy mother of all sugar rushes, where are you going now? Am I going to have to tie you to me?”

  “Sounds good, but protection.”

  “Right! Hurry, Mr. Boyscout.”

  After a quick ruffle through the dresser to produce the foil-wrapped package, he came back to the bed, and she witnessed the sexiest image yet, him in a haste to wrestle his huge erection into that slim, little balloon-like thing.

  Once he’d mastered the latex covering, he again moved to hover over her body, quickly moving his hardness back inside her. They moved together like they were meant to be, a perfect union of flesh, the way a woman and a man were supposed to act. Moans, growls, screams met the dawn of a new day the sun barely creeping over the horizon yet, reaching a crescendo and surpassing the winds rattling the windows. They kissed deeply, climaxing together, a tingling and trembling mass of mixed pleasures.

  ***

  “So, what do you think?” Aaron lay gasping for breath, yet still holding her tightly to his chest. “Would you consider spending the holidays with me? I just want to get to know you, for you to get to know the real me. Give me one gift this Christmas; give us a chance. I will quit work tomorrow if you want me to. Please say yes. I can’t bear to be away from you now.”

  Her breasts pressed into his chest with each intake of her breath, stimulating her nipples into tight, aching pebbles, and making her need him all over again.

  “I’ve already dreamed of spending the holidays with you, Mr. I Just Need A Snowstorm To Go After What I Want,” she teased, blushing at the stupidity of the name. “You know, I’m not so good at those when I’m not angry or in battle mode.

  “Promise me, you will keep those names coming. Stupid or not, I can’t live without them. I don’t want to scare you, though, by going too fast.”

  “Feels kind of the same as when I injured my head, but I think I like this.”


  “So, how have you dreamed of me?”

  “Mmmm, tied up in tinsel, or wearing a bow under my Christmas tree. And, I am talking only tinsel, or only a bow, nothing more.”

  “Then let’s plow ourselves out of here, and go to your place. I will strip, and you can wrap me up any way you want.”

  “Yeah, about that…” she laughed, the vibrations making her even more aware of his shaft still buried deeply inside of her. “As much as I would love that, I think I have a tiny confession to make first. You might just change your mind about me, though.”

  Rachael pulled away from the tantalizing heat of his chest, moving her fingers to play with the soft hair surrounding his nipples. She plucked quickly at the pink pebbles, teasing them into mirroring the firm buds on her body, and grinding her hips down over his groin.

  “Never!” He lifted his head, sucking one of her overly sensitive nipples into his mouth. “So, what is this secret?”

  “Well, my house has more than just a few decorations. It is more like several Christmas stores exploded all over it, about ten maybe. It’s a sickness. I will seek help.”

  “Then maybe I can wrap you up in something too.”

  He took her other nipple in his warm mouth, sucking gently, sending little bolts of electricity straight through her belly, causing her inner walls to react swiftly to the stimulation and clench tightly around his hardness.

  “I think that can be arranged.”

  “So will you come to Carolina with me?”

  “I don’t know. Do you have a Santa suit?”

  “What?”

  “Another fantasy.”

  “I’ll get one. Will you come?” His hands gently squeezed her hips, pressing her down on his shaft, teasing her with the promises of what was to come.

  “Yes,” she giggled.

  “Yes!” he shouted.

  Epilogue

  “Yes!” Rachael beamed as she high-fived Aaron after they had stepped out of the boardroom and closed the door behind them. She snuggled into his broad chest as he wrapped his arm around her shoulders, giving her a tight squeeze.

  Smiling, they nodded at each of their co-workers as they walked down the hallway to their new, shared, office. The two of them as a team had more than nailed the last account, fully impressing the boss, again, and to the extreme amazement of the others in the office. This particular account no one at the firm had been able to acquire, and on a last minute whim the boss had asked the two of them to take a shot. Really, what did they have to lose, and they had landed every customer they’d pitched to since they began working together on the projects.

  Since her accident, and the resulting unexpected weekend snowed in, without power at Aaron’s place, Rachael and he had been inseparable, dining at either his place or hers while they used their combined skills to battle it out and work together, creating by far the best work either had done in their careers.

  She chuckled, looking up into his deep blue eyes. “Did you seriously doubt we wouldn’t land that account? We’ve impressed every customer we’ve been assigned, how could there be any doubt?”

  “Hey, I’ve every faith in my new teammate and our combined abilities, but you have to admit that one was one hell of a tough job!”

  “True,” she stood on her toes and gave him a quick peck on the lips, “but I knew we would get it. We are just too good together.”

  “True, we are definitely more than good together. Personally, I think we are fantastic...at everything we do together.” Grinning, Aaron bent down, and placing one arm at her waist and the other behind her knees, he swooped her up in his arms, carrying her over the threshold to the new office. Kicking the door closed behind him, he pressed his warm lips to the side of her neck, biting gently and working his way to the corner of her mouth. His mouth hovering above hers, he licked lightly across her bottom lip, nipped softly, and moaned deep in his throat. “If I do not stop now, we will not make it to Carolina for Christmas.

  Rachael sighed, “Would that truly be so bad?” She could feel her body begin to hum in anticipation, her core already hot and moist, waiting.

  Aaron looked at her quizzically, “I thought you wanted to go with me to see my family for Christmas.” His shoulders drooped, his mood seeming to change drastically from happy to upset quickly as he tried to rationalize in his own mind why she no longer wanted to spend the holidays with his family. He lowered her legs to the floor, sliding both hands to her waist, holding her away from him a little.

  “Oh no! Aaron, I didn’t mean I do not want to go! She slid her hands up to cradle his face in her palms. “I was thinking more of how much trouble we could get into if we went back to my place and had a little time together before we hit the road.” She gave him her best seductive grin and her mouth slid over his, tasting him teasing. She slid one hand down to stroke his chest, working her way down to his belt buckle, grasping it firmly and pulling him toward her again. “Do you want to change the tickets in for the later flight? Our parents can do without us for a few more hours.”

  Aaron gave her a swift smack on her backside. “That is for making me think you did not want to go.” His smile was back in a flash, dark blue eyes twinkling with a hint of mischief, “Now, are you trying to negotiate a deal here? Let’s talk terms and we will see if we can slap together a good bargain for us both.” He pressed his hardness against the junction of her thighs, moving his hips back and forth to continue teasing her where he had left off. “We had better talk on the way to the parking lot, though, it is starting to snow out there and I still have to stop at my place before I meet you at yours. We do not want any repeat performances from the last time.”

  “Not the accident, no. I would rather pass on that part.” Rachael’s breasts felt swollen, tight, aching to be touched. All she could think about was taking him to her place and ripping off her clothes, and his, throwing him down on her bed and making love to him. Her belly tightened, her slit throbbing with unleashed desire, remembering the ways they had spent almost every evening, sometimes more than once, since that fateful day. “I don’t know about you, though, but I really would not complain if I had to spend Christmas morning stuck in the snow with you again.

  “Bring it on, Mother Nature. I would love to be snowed in with you anytime.”

  THE END

  About The Author

  Ever since she was young, Kiki Howell has loved to listen to a well-woven tale with real characters, inspired plots, and delightful resolutions. Kiki spent hours lost in books and soon knew creating lives, loves, and losses with just words had to be the greatest thing she could do. She’s now had over fifty stories published and couldn’t be more thrilled or grateful to see her creations polished and out in the real world.

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  Table of Contents

  Collide & Burn by Claudy Conn

  Snowflakes, Exes & Ohs by Melanie James

  On Santa’s Naughty List by Gina Kincade

  Eve’s Gift by Nicole Garcia

  Scrooge You by Nikki Lynn Barrett

  Finding True’s Love by Teri Riggs

  It’s A Marshmallow World by Diane Rinella

  Unwrapping Noel by Jennifer Theriot

  Naughty or Nice by Ever Coming

  A Perfect Holiday by Riley Murphy

  Late One Night by Aubree Lane

  Precious Gem Stone by Jennifer Bryan Yarbrough

  Snowed in by Kiki Howell

  Prelude

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine

  Chapter Ten

  Chapter Eleven

  Chapter Twelve

  Chapter Thirteen

  Chapter Fourteen

  Epilogue

  About Claudy Conn

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