Secret Santa 4U (5 page)

“
Hi, sexy!
”

“
a/s/l?
”

“
Horny?
”

It was the same in each room.
She glanced at the clock beside her bed.
It was a little after ten.
Maybe he wasn
’
t going to show up.

An invitation box beeped softly on her monitor: SecretSanta4U has invited you to join the room
The North Pole
.
Would you like to accept?

Quickly, she clicked YES.

SecretSanta4U:
I wa
s hoping you
’
d
show up
to
ni
gh
t.

HotLibrarian:
I
’
m her
e.

SecretSanta4U:
Merry Christmas.

HotLibrarian:
You
’
re a little early.
It
’
s not even Christmas Eve yet.

SecretSanta4U:
Do you like
presents?

HotLibrarian:
Of course
.

SecretSanta4U:
You
w
anna
open my package
tonight
?

Sophie smiled.
Santa was clever.

HotLib
rarian
:
I thought you
’
d never ask
.
Here, let me unbuckle th
at
big ol
’
belt and unzip tho
se red pants with the white cottony cuffs.

SecretSanta4U:
O
h
yeah.
That makes Santa happy.
I
’
ll
help you and
pull off my boxers.

HotLibrarian:
Santa!
What a big, hard c
ock you have!
Ooooh.
I would just love to suck on it like a candy cane.

SecretSanta4U:
Please p
ut it in your mouth.
That hot, wet, sexy
mouth.
I love
your
lips
o
n my cock.

HotLibrarian
:
My, my.
You
’
re
soooo big, Santa.
I can barely fit you in my mouth.
Let
me try to take you deeper into my throat.
Mmmm.
Giving head is one of my favorite things.
Did you know that?
I love the taste of a man
’
s cock.

SecretSanta4U:
I like
being in your
mouth.
God.
It
’
s s
o good.
Let me hold on to
your
head as I pump faster
and d
eeper
.

HotLibrarian:
I like it when you hold me.
Control me.

SecretSanta4U:
Feels good.
I wish
you
really were sucking my cock.

Sophie frowned.
He wasn
’
t staying in character.

HotLibrarian:
Me too.

There was a long pause.

SecretSanta4U:
I
’
m serious.

Sudden
ly, t
he screen flashed off.
Blinking at the top right hand side of the screen were the words: low battery.
Damn it!
She
’
d forgotten to plug it in and it hadn
’
t been charged up.
She hopped out of bed and went to find the power adaptor.
It wasn
’
t anywhere in
the room.
Crap.
It must still be in the bag.

Which
was next to the Christmas tree out in the front room.

Grabbing the quilt off the end of the bed, she wrapped it around herself to both cover her
near-
nakedness
in the see-through robe
and to ward off the
chill that
hovered
in the room.
She rounded the bed and was nearly at the door when the lamp beside her bed went out.

She felt her way to the wall by the door and flipped the light switch.

Nothing.

She groaned.
What had she done to piss off the fate-gods?
Why couldn
’
t she at least get laid online?
It was obviously not going to happen anytime soon in real life, but come on
. C
yber sex wasn
’
t too much to ask, was it?

Making her way to the window, she yanked aside the heavy drape.
It was snowing like crazy
outs
ide
.
By the light of the moon, she could see e
verything was white.
Flakes were blowing against the glass and sticking instantly.
It looked like it was going to be one doozy of a storm.
Since it was
well
after midnight, the utility companies were most likel
y working as a skeleton crew
,
and that meant the power may or may not be restored any time soon.
The apartment would just grow colder as the night wore on.

She reached the door and opened it a crack.
The hallway was pitch black.
Well, what was she expectin
g?
That maybe the storm had only knocked out power to her bedroom?

A match flared from the kitchen
, illuminating
Brody
’
s face in the glow of the candle he lit.
In the dim light, Sophie saw he was wearing only a pair of red boxers.
Wow.
She
’
d never have peg
ged him as the boxers type.
And s
he
never
would have
guessed he had so many muscles.
In the weak glow of the candle
’
s light, it appeared he may even be sporting a
six-pack on his stomach.
H
e was
definitely
cut, as they said nowadays.

“
Hey,
”
he said, seeing
her as he walked over to the fireplace.
“
Care if I start a fire?
”

“
Be my guest.
”

“
At least you were smart enough to stock up on firewood.
Unlike me.
”
He grabbed
a couple of
logs from beside the hearth and wadded up some newspaper.
In less than five minute
s, a fire was crackling happily
and warding off some of the chill
.
Brody stepped back to where she stood and smiled down at her.

“
It
’
s a damn shame the power went out, because now I
’
ll always be curious
…
”

Sh
e frowned up at him.
“
A
bout what?
”

He touched her
hair, smoothing it away from her forehead.
Eyebrows raised, he asked,
“
If you really wanted Santa
’
s cock in your mouth?
”

A flood of heat scorched her cheeks
,
dousing her in a tidal wave of embarrassment.
“
O
h
,
my God,
”
she murmured, stepping
away from him.
“
How could you?
How
dare
you!
”

“
How dare I what?
”
he challenged, crossing his arms across his naked chest.
“
How dare I hit on a woman I
’
ve been after for the past two years?
A woman who doesn
’
t even realize the only reason I keep that craphole of an apart
ment upstairs is to be close to her?
Yeah?
Well
,
fuck that.
I did what I did to get you to notice me, and it worked and you liked it.
”

Sophie didn
’
t know what to say.
So many emotions were flooding through her.
Brody liked her?
How did that happen?
“
But yo
u
’
re so young.
”

“
Damn it, Sophie.
Why does it always come back to age with you?
Age is just
a number.
If I could change the fact that I
’
m eight years younger, I would.
But can
’
t you just get over it?
Hell, look at Demi Moore.
She
’
s with a guy
—
what?
Twelve
years younger?
They
’
ve got us beat by four years at least.
”
He put his hand on her shoulder.
“
Why can
’
t you at least give us a try?
We both know we get along great, now all we have to do is check out the chemistry.
”

“
This is strange.
”
Sophie shook her head.
“
Almost surreal.
”

P
ain shone
in
his eyes.
“
Give me a chance, Soph
.
That
’
s all I
’
m asking for.
It
’
ll be our Christmas gift to each other.
”
He pushed an auburn
curl off
her cheek
and placed a soft kiss on the skin
where it had rested
.
His lips moved along
her jaw and hovered over her mouth.
“
Please?
”
he whispered, before his lips found hers.
The kiss was hesitant at first, then g
rew hotter as his tongue tasted
hers.

Sophie
’
s mind swirled, trying to take it all in.
Brody was SecretSanta4U
?
H
e
’
d liked her for
two years?