100 Days To Christmas by Delilah Storm Read Free Book Online

The two men stared at each other with rapt intensity and the sight of that beautiful face as the pleasure swept over his features tossed Steve over the edge and plunging into the most incredible orgasm of his life.
    With a surprised moan, Steve came at almost the exact same moment as his lover. Without any stimulation to his cock, Steve shot streams of come over Jackson and himself. His eyes remained locked on Jackson's as they pulsed and shook with the aftershocks that rocked their bodies.
    "Fuck." Jackson moaned, collapsing on Steve's sweaty body. "That was incredible."
    Steve nodded, wrapping arms and legs around Jackson, holding the man tightly against his own body, uncaring of the sweat and semen that covered them both. He could feel Jackson softening in his ass and shivered with pleasure as that fantastic cock slid out of his passage.
    "Let me get rid of this," Jackson said, rolling to the side, careful not to put all his weight on Steve. With deft fingers, he tied off the filled condom and tossed it into the wastebasket at the side of the bed.
    Jackson quickly rolled back, pulling Steve into his arms again, holding Steve tightly against his chest.
    "You okay?" Jackson said after a few minutes.
    "Better than," Steve mumbled, hands wrapping around Jackson's chest and holding the man just as hard as he himself was being held.
    They were silent for long moments, neither feeling the need to fill the magical night with words. Steve knew how he felt, even though it was so soon. There was no doubt in his mind that Jackson was it for him. Steve had never felt like this before for anyone. He'd come so hard he'd seen stars, and without any stimulation to anything but his ass. He could only imagine what it would be like the longer they spent in each other's company.
    Jackson, demanding and assertive man that he was, was perfect for Steve in every way.
    "It's almost midnight," Jackson said out of the blue. Steve glanced over at the digital alarm clock on the bedside table.
    "So it is." He yawned and smiled. "Ready for a nap?"
    "Almost." Jackson hedged, pulling away until he could look down at Steve's face.
    "Something wrong?" Steve asked.
    "No. But it's tradition in my family to give one gift to your loved ones on Christmas Eve and then the rest on Christmas Day."
    "Okay," Steve drawled, not sure where this was going.
    "Okay. So I don't want you to think I'm a stalker or anything. But…" Jackson trailed off, clearly uncertain how to continue.
    "Hey." Steve took Jackson's head in his hands. "You can tell me anything," Steve reassured him and smiled.
    "Well, okay. See, it's like this. There's a job opening in San Diego and they've offered it to me."
    "Really?" Steve was suddenly sitting up, looking down at Jackson like a kid in a candy shop, gazing at his favorite treat.
    "Yes. It starts in February. It's not a promotion or anything, but it sounds like a great position. I haven't given them my answer yet. I wanted to see how this went and how you felt about it."
    "Where's your phone?" Steve demanded, jumping from the bed and rooting around in Jackson's pants. He spotted a phone on the bureau that wasn't his and pounced on it with fanatical glee.
    "Call them," Steve demanded, thrusting the phone in Jackson's face. "Call them and tell them you accept."
    "It's much too late to call them, it's almost midnight." Jackson shook his head, grinning from ear to ear.
    "Then text them. Tell them you accept." Steve jumped back onto the bed, sitting cross-legged in front of Jackson. It was with some difficulty that Jackson's eyes returned to Steve's face, instead of staring at the already hardening cock rearing its happy head at him again.
    "Are you sure?" Jackson sat up as well. "I don't want to force you into anything."
    "You're not forcing me. I can't tell you how happy this makes me. I was trying to figure out how I could move the bakery to New York without my parents killing me. This is the best present I've ever gotten." Steve thrust the