Sometimes, it is better to receive than to give

Danny and Suzie: Lovers reunited!

Christmastime should be about being together. But Suzie and Danny have been apart for months, going to separate colleges. Danny didn't come back home for the holidays, and now Suzie is stuck with her family, driving up to the mountains when all she wants is her boyfriend. Her lover.

Little does she know that Danny has planned a present for her that she will never forget!

This is the second story in the Over the Top series.

(New adult MF erotic romance. Oral sex. Adult readers only.)

Excerpt

She is dreaming of Danny. Dreaming of him [taking] her so hard….

Suzie's eyes flick open. For a moment she doesn't know where she is. Not her room at home. Not her dorm.

Thin pre-dawn light shows around the curtain, barely lightening the walls but giving a pale blue glow to everything from the almost-empty bookshelf to the tattered poster of a snowboarding dragon.

Something is off.

She hears a rustling sound.

For a moment, fear grips her, but then…

Danny…

She creeps out of bed, willing the floorboards not to creak. Holding her breath she opens the door a crack. As always, her upstairs rooms is positively steamy, in spite of the cold outside.

The corridor is dark and empty. She can hear Liz wheezing like a freight train as usual.

Another sound -- a quiet-as-owl-wings scuffle. Coming from the other side of the room.

What the fuck?

Closing the door again, she tiptoes over to the window and pulls open the drapes.

Danny is standing in his pajamas and parka, shivering knee-deep in the snow that has piled up nearly to Suzie's second-floor window.

“Good morning, Danny,” giggles Suzie as quietly as she can, and slides the window open to let him in.

“Uh,” Danny whispers, shifting from foot to snow-buried foot. “Merry Christmas?”

“Yes! Now come inside so that I can unwrap my first present!”

He crawls in and stands there shivering as she closes the windows -- and the drapes again -- and a smile twitches on his lips. It always makes Suzie's heart flutter a bit to see him smile -- to see him smile because of her. He never smiles enough, especially recently -- she knows how anxious and lonely he's been, hell, how lonely she has been, and so the sight of that smile, of those eyes pinching the way that they do when he laughs, it all makes her feel… It makes her feel. There are no words.

“Cold,” he says, kicking snow-covered sneakers off of his feet.

“Comes with standing in the snow before the sun comes up,” she says, but unzips his parka and presses her bed-warm body to his. “So how the hell did you get up here?”

His parka drops to the floor and his arms wrap around her. “Window from my room. Right next to the front door. Used the downspout to climb up on top of the snow and…” He holds out his arms as if to say, Here I am!

“How'd you know this wasn't Lizzie's room?” She pokes him. “Or maybe that's what you were hoping?”

She can feel his shivers subsiding, even as he chuckles. “No thanks. She's not my type -- by about six years. Besides, she snores like a rhino. That's how I could tell. You snore like a mountain lion.”

“I don't snore!“

“Of course not. And even if you did, it's a beautiful sound.”

“Mmm. That's more like it.” She kisses him, and can feel both her temperature and his rising.

Quickly, he stops shivering, and she pulls his shirt up over his head and pushes his bottoms down to his feet. Breaking the kiss, she backs up and lies back on the bed. “There. My first present, unwrapped and ready to play with.”