Holidays With You- Mr December

Holidays with You: Mr. December Copyright © January 2012 Dahlia Rose Cover Art by For the Muses Design ISBN 978-1-936668-84-7 All rights are reserved. No part of this may be used or reproduced in any manner whatsoever without written permission, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles and reviews.

 

Cyn smiled at the couple across the counter. “Here you go, some cream puffs to have on your way.” The older lady smiled. “If we weren’t visiting our grandchildren I would definitely stay here for Christmas.” “That’s nice, Mrs. Urich, at least you had a good rest while your car was being fixed,” Cyn replied. “Merry Christmas.” The two waved goodbye and called out their best holiday wishes to her. Cyn smiled as she watched them drive away. She lived in the town of Greenwood, Texas, and one day before Christmas the couple had been stranded when their brake line cracked. They came in looking totally upset about being stuck. A break line would take two days to fix. They would not be able to get to their daughter’s house to spend Christmas with their grandchildren. Cyn always had a soft heart and luckily she had a favor due from the local mechanic. He promised to have their car fixed in hours and with an added incentive of one of her pies, he said he would be working on it first before anything else. The Urichs spent the afternoon looking around the town and antiquing before having lunch and relaxing at her diner. Slice of Heaven was her baby; she built it from the ground up and loved operating the quaint little place. She had two waitresses and a cook on staff, and her diner was known for good home-style cooking. The weather wasn’t even cold for December. A balmy sixty-five degrees would greet Santa when he came to deliver gifts, she thought with a grin. Greenwood had been her home all her life, and ranches and family farms surrounded the small town. It was decorated to the rafters for Christmas and the lack of snow or cold winds did nothing to dampen the festive holiday cheer of people on the street. Cyn herself was filled with holiday cheer. Each day for the month of December she’d worn an elf hat, Santa hat or stuffed reindeer horns while she worked. It usually got a laugh or someone saying something a bit fresh. It was all in good fun. The ones she wanted to get dirty with were just walking through the door of her shop. Jax Caldwell and Donnie Farell  

 

were two of the sexiest cowboys she’d ever seen. They’d bought The Half Moon Ranch last year and now were breeding some of the best cattle around. Jax had sandy brown hair then fell haphazardly around his head in waves, while Donnie was the dark haired, hazel bedroom eyes with a crooked grin and sweet talking tongue. They were bull riders as well, and she’d seen them in action once when they hosted a benefit rodeo for the children’s hospital. Lord, but when they took off their shirts it looked like she could wash her clothes on their abs. They hinted, she hinted but so far they hadn’t met in the middle. Not this time, she thought firmly. She was going to give in to her need and fully intended to have both men in her bed by Christmas morning. “You’re a reindeer today, huh?” Donnie leaned his hip against the counter and gave her a slow smile. ‘I’ve got a few bridles that might tame the wild in you.” “No one has tamed me yet darlin’, but you can sure try,” Cyn drawled in return. “I’ve got a partner sweetheart. Between the two of us we can probably do the job right,” Donnie replied. “Right Jax?” “It would sure be a hell of a lot of fun to try.” Jax’s voice was smooth as a Jack and coke going down after a hot day. He literally made her mouth water when he spoke. Cyn grinned. “I’m sure. So what are you guys looking for today?” “Other than to see your gorgeous face, Cyn, we need our usual lunch before we head back to the ranch,” Jax said. “Make it to go please, we’re breaking a filly today and need our energy.” “Add in two of those amazing cream things you make and some apple pie too, would you darlin’?” Donnie said. “Coming right up,” Cyn replied and turned to the counter. The way Jax spoke, she had the definite feeling she was the filly he was talking about. She went to the kitchen to fill their orders with the cook.

 

 

“Those boys look at you like you’re a piece of meat, girl.” Mabel, the cook, said to her. “And I would love to be in the middle of that bread,” Cyn teased. Mabel cackled. “And you wonder why your name is Cyn.” “I don’t wonder, I know.” Cyn winked and took down the Styrofoam boxes from the top of a stainless steel shelf. “The place has slowed down, me and the girls are going to take our lunch break,” Mabel said. “There’s live music in the park. We’re going to listen to some tunes.” “I’ll walk down there after I close up,” Cyn said. Mabel slid the steak sandwiches, fries, and extra pickles into the containers while Cyn got the cream puffs and pies. She packaged it all in a half box along with two take away cups of lemonade and took it back to the counter. Jax already had the money out for their lunch as she slid the box across the counter. She reached for the twenty-dollar bill and he moved it a few inches out of reach so she would have to lean forward to take it from his hand. Cyn gave him a sexy pout before she rang up their purchase in the register and handed him the change. She pulled the same trick on him, when he reached for the money she closed her fingers round the bills and coins. The diner was clear of the lunch crowd and her workers had gone on break. “So tomorrow is Christmas Eve,” she said. “The day that comes before the actual day of Christmas,” Donnie teased. “Ha ha aren’t you funny, keep it up mister and you won’t get an invite to my house for Christmas Eve dinner.” She gave both a direct stare. “And it’s meant for both of you to come…to my house.” Jax raised his eyebrows at her choice of words. ‘Really? What’s on the menu?” She leaned over and gave him a soft kiss on the cheek. “If you show up you’ll find out.” “Where’s my kiss, Cyn? Donnie asked.  

 

He came close to the cash register and she kissed him as well, lingering on his cheek. “Does that mean I’ll see both of you at say, maybe eight?” she asked with a sultry whisper. “We wouldn’t miss it for the world,” Donnie said. “Is tomorrow here yet?” Jax teased as he took the box. “We’ll be there darlin’, with our spurs on.” “Oooh sexy,” she teased right back. She watched them head out the door of the diner before she locked it and turned the sign to “Closed.” She walked down the street to the bandstand where the Greenwood High School Band was playing holiday music for the crowd. She sat with Mable and bought an ice cream cone from the stand that was set up there. While the music played her thoughts were on one thing, and that was the night she had plans with the cowboys of her dreams. Just thinking of them both made her stomach clench with excitement. The diner would be closed until the day after Christmas. She had her seduction all planned. She was not the kind of woman who waited to see what hand she was dealt. Her daddy taught her if you want something, go after it with the tenacity of a pit bull and make it yours. She couldn’t wait to see what delights Christmas Eve would bring in the arms of Jax and Donnie. Hopefully her holiday would be spent in a pleasurable, exhausted state. **** The next day was a flurry of activity. In between making dinner and setting up her scene for seduction, Cyn was a bundle of nerves. What if they laughed in her face…or worse, if the attraction she thought they shared was in her own head? It would be like you to have a nervous breakdown right before they arrived, she told herself in the mirror. The dinner was being kept warm in the oven’ she didn’t think they would be ready to eat when they walked through the door. Cyn looked at herself in  

 

the mirror and grinned at her reflection. The elf hat she wore covered the curls she’d taken care to put into her straight brown hair. She’d placed a big red bow and silver garlands around her body, enough for then to unwrap. Yet there was enough of her ebony skin peeking though to entice. She winked at her reflection in the mirror before walking out of her bedroom. The clock on the wall read seven fifty-five as she poured a glass of red wine. She’d set up a faux fur blanket under the Christmas tree and lay herself out to wait for her guests. Her first time with the two sexy cowboys was meant to be memorable. Cyn positioned herself on the blanket seductively and took a sip of wine to calm her excited nerves. Precisely at eight she heard their boots on the wooden patio and the melodious ring as they pressed the button to her custom doorbell. “Come on it guys, the door is open,” she called. “Cyn, you shouldn’t leave your door unlocked…holy shit,” Jax said. “What?” Donnie gave him a nudge out of the way and Cyn smiled when his jaw dropped and his eyes follow the lines of her body. “Close the door, boys, I’ll catch a draft,’ she purred. “Tell me I’m not dreaming,” Donnie said to Jax. “Because if I am and you wake me up I’m going to kick your ass.” Jax laughed. “If you are them I’m having the same dream and the sentiment is shared.” Cyn chuckled. “You’re both awake and here I am. Care to unwrap?” “You know what you’re asking, right?” Jax’s nostrils flared as Cyn lifted a piece of garland from over her breast. “Would I be laying here like this if I didn’t?” She asked. “We’ve been playing around at this since the spring. I decided to take the bulls by the horns, so to speak, and see if I can hold on for a nice long ride.” “Lord, the things you make a man think when he looks at you,” Jax murmured as he stepped closer. “We’ve been wanting you for the longest, since we came to town, actually,” Donnie admitted.  

 

“How about you two get undressed and come unwrap your gift?” She got to her knees and put her wine glass on the small table behind the couch. She stayed that way, with her hands resting on her knees, while she watched them take off their clothes. Her stomach clenched with excitement as shirts fell away to expose sculpted chests, hard muscled thighs and bodies that could have been shaped from granite. Just watching them made her breathless. She was going to be taken by both of them, feel their hands and lips on her body. The thought drifted away as they stood above her, two proud specimens of men just for her. Under the Christmas tree, they unwrapped the garland and red velvet bow. They both kissed her shoulders and neck while she gently caressed their smooth thighs. Donnie kissed her long and deep until her senses became foggy. His hands cupped her breasts. Cyn moaned into his mouth. Jax pressed against her back, and heat of his skin against hers was intoxicating as his hands roamed her body. She could feel his hardness against her, and she trembled as he kissed his way down her spine before biting the rise of her ass. God yes, she thought as Donnie’s kiss bombarded her senses and Jax’s touch enflamed her. She felt her legs tremble and weaken, each man’s touch fueling an ache deep within her. Jax tore her away from Donnie and lay her down against the soft fur and the texture of it was a caress against skin aroused by their touch. She wanted to taste them; having waiting so long it was the first thing on her mind. She was back on her knees, and Donnie’s husky laugh turned into a groan while Jax breath hissed from between his teeth as she took them in her hands and stroked their lengths. Both men were thick, erect and hers. She turned her head and took Donnie’s cock in her mouth. “Damn, Cyn, your mouth feels amazing,” He groaned. She worked her tongue around his shaft and took him deeper between her lips. His fingers were buried in her hair as she loved with him her mouth. Not forgetting Jax, she stroked him in the rhythm of her movements with Donnie. The sounds they made excited her, and a feeling  

 

of pure adrenaline washed over her knowing that she was the one fueling their ardor. Their harsh breathing was blended with the soft Christmas music that filtered through the speaker, and it made her pussy throb in response. She switched quickly and took Jax’s cock in her mouth while she stroked Donnie’s damp rod. Jax pushed himself deeper between her lips, and she moaned in response. Jax pulled away panting, and kissed her long and hard. “You do that entirely too well. I don’t want to lose myself between your lips.” “Lie back darlin’, it’s our turn to taste,” Donnie said. “Damn, but you are so fucking gorgeous.” That made her feel beautiful. She wasn’t a skinny woman—she curved in all the right places—but to hear a man say “you’re gorgeous” with a few extra pounds definitely did something to her. She felt feminine and cherished as she lay back onto the fur and Donnie ran his hands over her body. Everything was forgotten when he took her lips again and his hands massaged her breasts. Jax claimed the lower half of her body spreading her legs wide and running a lone finger down the slit of her pussy. She felt his hot breath on the sensitive flesh and longed for what was to come. She whimpered under Donnie’s mouth as she felt the first long, slow lick from Jax. Her hips rose to find more from his seeking tongue. Donnie left her lips and trailed to her breasts before he took her nipple and areola deep in his mouth. He made a guttural sound and ravenously went from one aroused globed to the next. Between him and Jax, Cyn sank deeper in the pleasure they both were giving to her. Donnie lifted his head and spoke. “Make her come all over your tongue, Jax, because I’m next.” She wanted more. The coil that was tightening in her stomach caused her to ache from arousal and was driving her to madness. “Do something, Jax. Please, I’m dying to feel your mouth on me.” He chuckled. “I love it when you beg.” Jax’s mouth was against her pussy and he pushed her legs farther apart for more access to her snatch. It felt so good she couldn’t help but cry out,  

 

arching against the heat of his mouth. His fingers spread the thick lips of her sex apart so he could invade her with his tongue. Cyn’s hips rose and fell as she ground herself against his mouth. “Damn, this is so fucking hot.” The words came from Donnie in a harsh whisper while he continued to tease her nipples with his fingers. His hand moved past her torso and he rubbed her clit, the sensation of his hand combined with Jax’s mouth caused her to buck wildly. Donnie lowered his mouth to her breast once more, his fingers rubbing the tight bud of her clit before she felt his fingers slip inside her along with Jax’s tongue. “Make her gush, I’ll drink her up,” Jax practically growled. Donnie’s fingers picked up speed pistoning in and out of her soaking pussy. Each time he found that sensitive G-spot inside her with his long fingers and a scream was torn from her lips. “Get ready, she’s right there,” Donnie muttered. “Ah yes, I’m coming!” she cried out, and her body shook with her release. Donnie removed his hand and it was replaced by Jax’s hot mouth. His tongue slid into her and Cyn came with an intensity that left her breathless. She’s never felt anything like that in her life and she screamed her pleasure. She was panting ,and her legs fell apart weakly as she tried to find reality once more. Jax moved from his position and Donnie took his place. When Jax kissed her long and deep she could taste her own come on his lips. Donnie’s groan was primal as he lifted her legs over his shoulders and buried his face in her wet pussy. Watching Jax before seemed to make him ravenous, because Donnie devoured her taste like a man dying of thirst. He licked then penetrated with his tongue before he sucked at her clit and went back to fucking her with his tongue again. Cyn’s body shook from the intensity that he put into pleasing her, and she felt what little control she had slip away. He slipped two fingers inside her, fucking her hard while sucking on her clit and she came, screaming and writhing beneath his expert technique.  

 

“Fuck me, take me, do it now!” she cried out. Donnie lifted her legs over his shoulders and she felt the tip of his engorged cock penetrate her. With one long smooth thrust, he filled her. Cyn felt complete and the breath that left her lips carried his name. “Damn girl, you are so damn tight. Your pussy is milking my cock.” Donnie’s voice was harsh with pleasure. He began to move with smooth, deep strokes and all she could do was hold on in the torrent of ecstasy that assaulted her. Yet she wanted more, she wanted them both. “You like that don’t you. You like him fucking you deep while my hands are all over you,” Jax whispered in her ear and as if he sensed her thoughts. “You want us both to take you at the same time, don’t you?” His words enhanced the pleasure and she replied with sexual delight, “Yes I want both of you inside me.” She whimpered both their names when Jax took her nipple between his lips and his fingers rubbed her clit as Donnie fucked her. She came again on a gasping cry and felt her body release a gush of fluid when her orgasm took hold. This was what she wanted and craved, pleasure that could drive you to the brink of madness. “Stop for a moment. I want to he in her ass when she comes again,” Jax ordered gruffly. The need in his voice was evident. “I have a bottle of stuff right on the table.” She gave a husky laugh when they looked at her. “Darlings, I was prepared for this.” Donnie moved to lie on his side and pulled her closed. While they shared passionate kisses, he wrapped her legs high around his waist and filled her with his cock. She couldn’t help but pump against the erect rod. He felt so damn good inside her. “Baby, don’t move. You’re driving me crazy.” There was an aching plea in Donnie’s voice. “I want more of you, I want to be fucked hard,” Cyn whispered against his lips.

 

 

Jax’s lean sexy body came up behind her and she could feel his cock pressed on her ass. He reached around and fondled her breasts while Donnie thrust deep making her gasp. Jax positioned himself at the entrance to her ass and began to slip inside her. Donnie kissed her gently, touching her with expertise while Jax took her from behind. He stretched her, and with Donnie already inside her she felt full and almost drunk from the sensations. “You feel so good.” Jax kissed her shoulders and neck when he was buried all the way into her forbidden entrance. She ran her hands across Donnie’s body and then reached behind her to stroke Jax’s hard thighs. Both men had taut, clenched muscles as they tried to exert control. They began to move, catching the rhythm. While one slid out the other thrust in, and their movements caused a delicious friction that made her whimper. Yet it wasn’t enough. She wanted to scream like she did before. “All of it. Don’t hold back,” Cyn begged. Jax groaned and bit her shoulder. Donnie muttered her name before he kissed her until her senses reeled. They unleashed the frenzied passion that they restrained and the frantic pace of their need increased. The intensity of what she was feeling overwhelmed her. She called their names, pulled Donnie’s head to her breasts so he could take the nipples into his mouth. Each movement of their cocks inside her made her delirious with pleasure and she felt her orgasm build. It became primal, their lovemaking fierce. Their guttural groans and harsh cries fueled hers until she let go and came on a keening cry. Both men called her name and she felt their hot seed spill inside her with each thrust. She watched Donnie’s body bow with the power of his orgasm. Jax came hard and his fingers clenched on her thigh. Minutes later, when they finally moved and lay on their backs, Cyn rolled onto her stomach and rested her chin on her hands. “Merry Christmas to me,” she murmured, and sighed. Jax laughed and looked at her. “You are a wildcat, Cyn.”

 

 

“I don’t know any women who would invite two men into her bed,” Donnie said. “I’m not a wilting shy thing, I’m a strong woman who knows what I want and goes after it.” She leaned from one man to the next placing sweet kisses on their lips. “This is what I needed, both of you. And as long as you need me, too, this will be good. I’m not asking for a promise of forever, let’s see where this goes. I might end up liking one of you better, or hey, one or both of you might decide to move on. Till then, let’s enjoy each other.” “Very diplomatic of you,” Jax said solemnly. “But I think we both will be sticking around for a very long time. Donnie and I agreed long before this that we both had the hots for you. Cyn, it was just a matter of convincing you that we were both good for you.” Cyn lay back and sighed as their hands roamed her back and down her ass. Need was building again, a low deep thrum in her stomach. Later, she promised herself. Let’s feed these cowboys. “I did promise you dinner,” she said. “How about we get cleaned up and I feed you a feast?” “We could eat,” Donnie said. “We’ll want seconds of our Cyn later,” Jax replied. Cyn smiled. “That is a definite yes.” **** Christmas morning brought snowflakes, amazingly enough for Greenwood, Texas. She woke up not at home as past Christmas mornings, but in Jax’s massive kind size bed and in the midst of tangled sheets. But Jax and Donnie were gone. The two cowboys of her dreams had invited her home to their ranch for the holidays and now she was watching snowflakes fall outside the window of one of the master bedrooms. Their ranch was immaculately decorated in blues, reds, beiges and browns. Earthen pottery and American Indian tapestries graced the walls and there  

 

was a fireplace in the living room and each bedroom. The one in Jax’s bedroom crackled merrily in the silent room and she snuggled deeper in bed. They’d gone out to deal with the ranch and the cattle, nothing changed when you ran a ranch. The animals needed tending and there was a lot to do. Christmas day would still be there after the chores were done. Donnie and Jax had asked her to lounge around in bed. They’d have a surprise for her when they came back in. They left her with soft kisses on her shoulder and a promise to return very soon. She fully intended to keep the promise to say in bed right after a hot shower and other female necessities. She wanted to look beautiful for them both, not with tousled bed hair. Cyn set the water as hot as she could take it before stepping beneath the hot spray. She opted not to wash her hair since she didn’t pack her shampoo and conditioner in her overnight bag. But she soaped with her favorite body wash and thought about the day before with her cowboys. She already thought of them as hers, they basically said it last night. She was one lucky woman. Her body sang from being pleased, and just thinking about the two of them taking her made her nipples tighten in delight. She was back in bed fifteen minutes later, ready to make an impression on her lovers. Her mom always told her make an impression, and Cyn meant to do just that. The time ticked away and she certainly wasn’t sleepy anymore. She spied Jax’s remote for the huge TV on the bedside table. She turned it on and watched the different festivities across the world for the holiday on the news channel. She heard them coming up the stairs talking, and an instantaneous smile crossed her face. Her guys were back inside. The door opened and Donnie was dressed as Santa from the waist up. He was wearing blue jeans and boots of course, and he carried a tray with breakfast. Jax wore a Santa Claus hat with Mistletoe hanging from the end. The look of them both made her laugh out loud. Donnie put the tray down on the small table in the corner close to a leather sitting chair. “So what’s all this?” she asked with laughter still in her voice.  

 

“Christmas our way,” Jax supplied. “We didn’t get to buy you anything, so we decided to be your personal sexy Santas.” “Hmm, I don’t recall the guy in white looking quite like you two,” she teased. “We’ll amend that. Mr. Claus, Texas style.” Donnie grinned. “We brought you breakfast too.” She threw the blanket back and exposed her naked body to them. “I’ve been waiting quite a long time for you two to get done outside. There is one more chore you need to take care off. Go shower and I’ll be waiting.” She’d never seen two men move quicker. Donnie was out the door to his own room while Jax ran for the bathroom she had vacated earlier. She leaned back with a grin on her face; they brought out all kinds of emotions in her with ease. Desire, lust, affection…and they both made her heart thump when they were around. Donnie was the first to reappear at the bedroom door, wearing a towel low on his waist and toweling his hair dry. His muscles gleamed with droplets of water and Cyn had the thought of licking the dampness from his skin. Jax was out of the bathroom seconds later, and both of them looked at her with the gleam of desire in their eyes. They dropped their towels to reveal their nudity, engorged cocks hard and ready just for her. They came to the bed and she knelt in the middle of the mattress waiting for them. Both their hands touched and caressed her from her neck down to her upper thighs in firm smooth strokes. They left a trail of fire in their wake, and Jax leaned down to kiss her, making her body tremble. The bed dipped as they climbed in with her. They pulled her in between them as they lay on the pillows. Where Jax devoured her lips with a mindaltering kiss, Donnie cupped and fondled her breasts. She moaned in pleasure at their touch. Cyn moved her hand down and took Jax’s cock in her hand, stroking it lightly from tip to base. His tongue dueled and mated with hers, but Cyn was very aware of Donnie behind her. He lifted her leg and his expert fingers began to play with her clit. She lifted her hips against his seeking fingers as fire shot through her loins. His long fingers  

 

penetrated her pussy, and she couldn’t help but wrench her mouth away from Jax to cry out in delight. “Oh God, yes, Donnie!” she shouted. Donnie sank another digit in her wet snatch while Jax hungrily sucked at her breasts. He worked his fingers in and out of her wet snatch in a way that had her hips pumping against his hand. Her first orgasm rocketed through her, making her cry out and clutch at his hand trying to wring every last drop of pleasure from her body. They created a fever inside her with such ease that she was delirious with it. The aching insanity to be taken by them both filled her senses. She scrambled to her knees while her body still trembled from her release. She took Donnie’s hard rod in her hand and wrapped her lips around the engorged tip. Like the stallions he broke and the bulls he rode, he bucked beneath her, and his body was taut under her hands. His loud groan of desire filled the room and he sank his fingers into her hair. He held her head still while he pumped his hips and sent his cock deeper between her lips. Jax knelt behind her and spread her legs and slipped his cock into her pussy. He fucked her until she moaned with Donnie’s cock still between his lips. The sensation of them both filled her with wanton lust. Her need grew and it reflected in the feverish way she sucked Donnie’s cock. She wanted to see him and opened her eyes. Donnie’s body was taut against the bed and his hands were clenched in the sheets. His neck was arched and a guttural cry escaped his lips. Jax’s thrusts increased and built a frenzy inside her. Unable to stop, she threw her head back and cried out when her orgasm flowed through her body in waves. “Your turn, Donnie. Take her.” Jax’s voice was harsh with desire. “You want that, don’t you, Cyn? To feel him fucking you again?” “Oh yes, Donnie!” she cried out. Donnie lay flat and pulled her body over his to straddle him. He buried his cock inside her and began to move in a slow deliberate pace. She shifted restlessly. “More, more please.”

 

 

“Settle down darlin’.” He voice was raw with desire as he held himself back. “Let Jax take your ass.” How could he ask me to lay still feeling like this? The two of them were like a one-two punch of sexual need that knocked her off her feet. She felt Jax behind her, ad a cool liquid spread on the forbidden passage he was about to enter. His cock press against the sensitive buttonhole of her ass and Cyn felt him enter her slowly, stretching her and filling her until he was completely buried. “Oh Jesus…” Jax’s voice was raw with need. “Please move. I need to feel it all!” She cried out and clutched at Donnie shoulder. She was at their whim and mercy. She loved the sensation of being between them both. Jax pulled out and thrust back slowly and she whimpered in delight. Donnie matched his rhythm and she moaned in pleasure when they moved simultaneously. Cyn could only hold on while the sensations rolled though her and their pace picked up. Jax bent low and licked her back before he pressed his forehead against her skin and groaned. Donnie took her nipple in his mouth and sucked hard, moaning with her areola in his mouth. She felt the spiral of need building, twisting in her belly and looking for release. Heat infused her until her toes curled and her body shook with intensity. Cyn lost her sense of reality as she strove for completion and tumbled off the precipice into her orgasm with a scream. “God, Cyn!” “Ahh, fuck yes!” Their cries were loud and harsh when they came, and she felt their hot come fill her. Jax’s body shook behind her and he tumbled to the bed breathing harshly. Donnie repeated her name over and over again and caressed her damp skin as he laid her at her side. He kissed her gently and heaved a big sigh as she tunneled her fingers through his hair. Their warmth chased away the chill and lulled her into a drowsy state. They all lay together, completely sated.  

 

“The day is still young. Lovers, what shall we do with the rest of Christmas day?” Cyn asked. “There’s horses to ride, dinner to be made and a day full of relaxation ahead,” Donnie said with a sigh. “I can’t think of a better Christmas than spending the day with you, Cyn,” Jax murmured. “Me either,” Cyn said with a sigh. She looked at the window and gasped. “Look, it’s snowing again!” “Big ol’ flakes just might stick this time around,” Jax said and lay his head close to hers. He kissed her cheek gently. “Merry Christmas, love.” Donnie did the same and whispered, “Merry Christmas, Cyn.” She held them both close and looked outside once more. There was snow falling for the first time in two years for Christmas in Greenwood, and she had two cowboys in her arms. A soft smile crossed her lips as she closed her eyes. It turned out to be one hell of a holiday after all.

The End