His Holiday Gift by Jordan Silver Page A

started talking about what would look best with what.
    “Nobody’s cutting her hair so we can stop right there.” The whole room turned to look at me in silence, like that was supposed to make me back down.
    I just stared right back at them until they all broke into laughter, including my Christina. Mom came over and stood next to me while dad tinkered with the fire and my brother and brother in law looked for a game on TV.
    “I know you want to have her all to yourself today son, and we’ll leave you two first thing in the morning, but she needs family son, she needs this.”
    She was right on both counts, hadn’t I just been wishing I could give her family? And she had a nice flush on her cheeks from all the attention the girls were showing her.
    “Thanks mom.” I squeezed her shoulder as we both took in our family. When Christina looked around like she was making sure I was still there and hadn’t left her, I couldn’t resist walking over and kissing her, right there in the room surrounded by our family.

Epilogue
     
    That was our first Xmas together, and in the year since then, life has been unbelievably good, it was as if the miracle just kept growing.
    After the best Xmas dinner I can remember having, that night we all sat around reminiscing about those summers we’d spent at the chalet.
    And later, as the house slept, I made slow sweet love to her. After watching her all day and having to behave myself because of our company and also because her body needed a little healing time, I was starved for her.
    “I’m going to take such good care of you baby.” I rocked in and out of her as I held her head in my hands and looked down at her.
    “I love you so much Christina, and I’m so glad I found you.”
    “Not as glad as I am.” She pulled my head down to hers and we kissed.
    I like the way she moves under me, like she’s in tune with my every move. Her hands roamed over my back, down to my ass, as she lifted into my strokes.
    “Can you take all of me?” Our words were hushed and so much more intimate, because we were trying to keep what we were doing secret from the rest of the house.
    “I can try.” With what amounted to a go ahead, I eased in and out, taking little short jabs into her until her juices started flowing freely, making it easier to go in and out of her.
    “Hold onto me.”
    She dug her nails into my back and I lifted her ass in my hands so I could fuck deep. When I hit bottom I held still until she relaxed; then showed her how much I wanted and needed her.
    The next day as promised, mom rallied the troops and they were off again. I felt bad wanting them gone, but not bad enough to ask them to stay. I did want to be alone with her. I wanted more time to bond, just her and I, because at the end of the day, that’s who it’s always been, the two of us.
    “Julian, what are you doing sitting here all by your lonesome?” She walked into the room in one of my robes that swallowed her tiny frame instead of one of the hundreds I’d bought her.
    Her hair was wild from her nap, her face sleep soft, and still she was the most beautiful girl in the world. “Did you have enough sleep baby?”
    She was tired a lot these days. One of the reasons for that was lying on my chest, his four- month old mouth drooling down the front of my cashmere sweater, and the other was his brother or sister that was now growing inside her womb.
    As far as we can tell, I’d knocked her up the first time I ever laid hands on her, and then again as soon as the doctor lifted the moratorium after she’d healed from giving birth.
    In the last year I’ve tried to make up for the eleven years that she’d been in living hell. There wasn’t anything she wanted, whether material or otherwise, that I didn’t get for her.
    “I missed my guys.” She sat next to us on the couch in front of the fire and put her head on my shoulder while my arm went around her.
    “We missed you too little momma.” It was hard to believe