Rockin' Around the Christmas Tree: A Red Velvet Christmas Novel

by K E Osborn

  Brax chuckles reminding me that he’s there. In my euphoric climactic haze, I forgot about him for a brief second.

  “You taste so sweet,” he says. Slowly I crack open my eyes and look at him through the lusty fog, blinking a couple of times to see him properly. His handsome face comes into view and takes my breath away instantly.

  “That was…wow.” I can’t even string a sentence together correctly, I’m so spaced out from my climax.

  He chuckles and smirks. “Well, as long as you enjoyed it that’s all that matters,” he says and I giggle and nod emphatically.

  “Can we do it again?” I joke.

  He grins widely and stands up walking to the side of the bed. I shuffle upward and he brings his hands up and pulls down his briefs freeing his perfectly formed erection, and might I say, massive cock. I choke on thin air as I gaze at his length and he edges toward me.

  “I have something else in mind first, if you’re willing?”

  I look back up into his eyes as he climbs onto the bed over me and my heart rate spikes up a notch. We’re both naked and he’s now on top of me. Smiling, biting my bottom lip, I nod my head. Grinning he leans in and presses his lips to mine. Kissing him back, he suddenly pulls back furrowing his brows and breathing fast through his nose. I tense up instantly.

  “Shit. Do you have any condoms?” he asks and I actually giggle.

  “Have you met me? I don’t have a need for condoms, Brax. You don’t have any?” I ask and his body slumps as he shakes his head, his eyes droop looking like he thinks this won’t be happening.

  I run my hand up to his cheek. “I’m on the pill. Have been since Charli. Didn’t want another accident,” I say.

  “What about—”

  “I trust you, and I’m clean,” I say honestly. I know Brax wouldn’t be the type to sleep around, so I’m not worried.

  His smile touches his eyes as my heart rate spikes. “Are you sure you want to do this?”

  I shrug. “We’re both naked, you’re on top of me with a raging boner, would seem a waste if we didn’t. Don’t you think?” I tease.

  “Amber…” he berates.

  I smile and caress his cheek looking deeply into his eyes. “I’m sure.”

  Without another second his lips crash to mine and he lays me back gently on the bed. Getting into position by opening my legs wider, I let him set himself in between my legs fully. Nervousness surrounds me, I haven’t done this for so long and I want this to be good for Brax. His tongue collides with mine as he pulls back his hips slightly. His hand comes between us to position himself at my entrance. My heart is pounding ferociously, so fiercely I can feel it hammering in my chest to the point where I’m sure Brax can feel it against his chest too.

  “Relax, I’ll take good care of you,” he says pulling his lips from mine and looking me right in the eyes as if to read my mind.

  Swallowing hard, I nod as he slides his tip toward me and places it right at the edge. He looks right into my soul, and I don’t look away as his green eyes sparkle with an intensity I haven’t seen from anyone ever in my life. It knocks the breath from me as he slides slowly inside. My skin tingles as he pushes into me to the hilt, his length engulfed as he joins with me completely. His hand comes up and caresses my cheek sending the feeling of tenderness and warmth through me. He really is taking care of me like he said he would do. A buzz is flying through the air as I stare at him, an electricity is surging between us. It’s palpable and filling the room with a glow, a harmonious hum that’s making everything vibrate with excitement.

  Slowly, he leans in pressing his lips to mine and my favourite feeling has returned as my head leans back into the pillow and his tongue dances with mine. His hips pull back, drawing himself out slowly and then he pushes back in. I moan into his mouth as the feeling of his length moving inside me is helping to make every part of me come alive, even the parts of me that I was positive were dead. The parts of my heart that were forever frozen in time. Locked away because of the hurt and pain caused by others, are starting to feel the buzz of energy surging through me. Brax is a new type of zest in my life helping me feel again, and I like it.

  Rocking his hips back and forth in a constant motion my body moves with ease, effortless and carefree. Being with Brax is effortless and it feels so damn good. He grinds into me and we both moan into each other’s mouths as we rock together. The medium tempo shows that this isn’t just some quick fuck for either of us, there are feelings involved here.

  My hands grip into his back along his shoulder blades. The tenseness of his muscles only proves to me how strong he really is. The sounds of our bodies sliding against each other echo across the room with erotic reverberation. Our moans make a chorus of harmonic melodies that intertwine together heightening the sexual chemistry. Thrusting into me again, heat begins to pulse through me, coming in short bursts. The feeling of his skin against mine causes a feeling where I’m basking in a vast glow and I never want to lose this feeling again. He thrusts once more and this time the heat spreads throughout me and doesn’t dissipate. Moaning into his mouth, his tongue continues to dance with mine. Arching my back off the bed, he thrusts while I wrap my legs around his waist needing to draw him deeper. He pulls his lips from mine trailing feather-light kisses down my jaw and onto my neck. I clench my eyes tight as the heat is insatiable and devouring me whole. My body begins to tremble and shake as he thrusts into me again working me higher. My nails clench into his shoulder blades as he slides in and out of me. His kisses on my jaw become more forceful as my breathing hitches and my body tenses. Droplets of perspiration start to rivulet down my neck tickling my skin as it swelters. My body is vibrating with pleasure as my muscles clench. My breathing catches and my head feels light, as everything gives me the impression that I’m being lifted. My back arches off the bed into Brax further, making his thrusts deeper. I moan loudly as something inside me detonates. I fracture into tiny splinters in his arms as every nerve ending in my body is super sensitive, and his motions in and out are causing me to heave out a gasp as I climax.

  “Oh God, Brax,” I murmur through staggered breaths. His lips come back to mine muffling my moans. He continues to thrust inside me even though I’m spent, I still want him to reach his peak so I move my body in time with his. My legs feel like jelly now, so I unwrap them from around his waist as my hands run up and down his muscular back.

  “You feel so good, Amber,” he murmurs against my mouth and then bites my bottom lip. He pushes into me and comes back to kiss me. The connection I feel with him right now is through the roof. I love that he’s in this with me as I open my eyes to see him looking at me. It shocks me at first, but looking into his eyes I see adoration and my heart flutters.

  A deep throaty groan erupts from him as he moves quicker inside me. His cock pulses and I know he’s close, so I move in time with him and look deeply into his eyes. The connection is definitely there and I don’t want to break it. My heart is racing, goose bumps are standing up on end and the heat is back shadowing my skin flaming all over me as he grinds into me. He caresses my cheek and kisses me strongly as he pushes in deeply, thrusting once more and with that his body tenses as his eyes look right into my soul. He sees me for who I really am. We connect on a soul to soul level, and I can already feel myself getting in too deep with him. His body goes rigid and he unloads inside of me moaning, finally closing his eyes as his forehead rests on mine. He then relaxes as he eases his body onto mine, but without squashing me with his weight. My breathing slows back to normal as he leisurely opens his eyes and glances at me with a peaceful smirk and hazy eyes.

  “That was…incredible. You’re amazing, Amber.” He leans in pressing his lips to mine still seated deep inside me.

  I relax completely letting his body encapsulate mine and just bask in the afterglow. My hands run up and into his hair tussling it, as I clench onto some strands. He pulls back slowly and looks in my eyes.

  “Thank you,” I whisper.

 
He raises an eyebrow and cocks his head. “For?”

  I let out a contented sigh. “For treating me like a queen.”

  He smiles brightly and caresses my cheek. “Amber Jewel, you are my queen,” he says leaning in kissing my nose making me giggle.

  And…everything feels entirely right in the world.

  The gentle strokes of Brax’s fingers sliding delicately up my arm sends a calm peacefulness through me as I lay with my head on his chest, cuddled into his side. Our warm naked bodies touching while our legs entwine and my hand rests on his chest over his heart makes me feel like this is the way life is meant to be. His hand comes up and lightly strokes my hair soothing me even more. I’m so relaxed I could possibly fall asleep like this, warm and safe in his arms.

  “Can I ask you something?” Brax’s voice is soft and subtle with a hint of hesitation.

  Shifting my head up to look at him I smile and nod. “Anything.”

  He caresses my cheek and looks in my eyes. “Your freak out on stage, that was because of the song, right?”

  I tense up slightly and swallow hard breaking my gaze from his. “Yeah, the ah…bassist in that band is my ex.” My voice comes out as barely a whisper as I try not to let this spoil the moment Brax and I are sharing.

  “You’re not over him?” he asks, his voice cracks slightly as I look back up at him.

  “I don’t know if I’ll ever be completely over him. He was my first real love, and he pulled me from the brink when Mum died. I threw everything I had into him and it wasn’t enough. He left me for Annie, and he’s the reason you’re here,” I murmur and Brax nods and his grip on my cheek tightens.

  “Then this might sound harsh, but I’m glad he broke up with you. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have the pleasure of being here with you…like this.” He looks down at our naked entwined bodies and instantly my tense muscles relax. He’s right, thinking of Aston and moping over him isn’t letting me live in the now, and right now is pretty fucking awesome.

  “Yeah, I’m certainly enjoying this.” My heart flutters as he gazes into my eyes, my cheeks heat thinking of the way he loved me just moments ago and a smile crosses his face.

  “You’re so beautiful…and Hunter’s gonna kill me.”

  My stomach convulses as I laugh while he rubs my arm as I snuggle into him further resting my head back into the crook of his neck and shoulder.

  “Can you tell me about your time in Iraq?” I shock myself as the words leave my mouth, I didn’t even know they were coming.

  His chest starts to rise and fall faster beneath my cheek and I know he doesn’t like to talk about it. I don’t even know why I asked. Turning my head and looking up at him, his eyebrows are scrunched tightly together and he’s frowning.

  “I’m sorry, just ignore that.”

  The hard look on his face softens and he glances down at me and half smiles. “No, it’s okay. I want to open up to you.”

  The fact that he’s willing to talk about his past with me makes me feel like he’s comfortable enough to share some of his demons with me. He brings his hands together and as his knuckles crack they echo like gunfire through the room. Once he’s relieved his tension he places one arm back around me and the other takes my hand on his chest, entwining our fingers.

  “I think the thing they never prepare you for when you’re deployed is the homelessness and poverty. The sheer chaos that war creates in people’s lives, and the fact that you can’t do a damned thing to help those poor people.”

  He pauses taking a breath, I tighten my hand in his and nuzzle into him further preparing to listen to the next part.

  “The children were the worst, they would wander the filthy streets without clothes on, either their stomachs so huge from bloating, or so malnourished they were skin and bones. I would give them my ration packs when I could, but they weren’t the mission and it was my job to leave them behind. It killed me to know we would be leaving and they would have to stay in their village with no running water, no food or electricity. The things we take for granted, Amber…you have no idea.”

  He pauses again as his chest rises and falls quickly with the suffocating memories.

  “You don’t have to keep going if you don’t want to,” I suggest and he tightens his arm around me.

  “It’s okay, I want you to know how good we have it. We were in a village stationed on task for a week and in that time we grew to know a family. Even though they were poor as all hell and barely had anything for themselves, they kept bringing us water and food. We kept telling them to keep it for themselves, but they said that we were helping them get rid of the insurgents from their town. So they would show their gratitude the only way they knew how.” He exhales a long drawn out sigh like he’s struggling. His body tenses slightly, so I cuddle in further giving him support to continue.

  “The father, Hakim was in such a good mood that day. We were all standing around laughing as his children Shada and Zaid were having piggy back rides with some of my mates. His wife Sanaa was showing us how to play dominos. They were such a wonderful family and we were on a first-name basis with them all. Then the call came in that an attack on the village was imminent. The Special Forces unit went into lockdown mode, and we were rushing around trying to get everyone in their homes when the first of the bombs went off.”

  I tense up in his arms and gnaw on my bottom lip as my heart rate begins to spike not liking where this story is headed.

  “I was running away from the blast. Dust and debris swirled through the air making it hard to breathe, and the sound was deafening. Screams littered the air as my team ran toward the Humvee to retrieve the AG36 Grenade Launcher. I turned around to where the Toyota pickup trucks were hurtling down the dirt road toward us. Baxter, a guy in my unit, pulled out the launcher and turned it toward them just as it was closing in on Hakim’s house. Shada ran out of her mother’s grip and out onto the street. Everything in me tensed up as I watched the little girl bolt toward us, her entire family following after her running down the street in front of the pickups just as they shot an IED. I yelled as loud as I could, but nothing I said stopped it from narrowing in on them. The shockwave from the explosion hit my chest hard almost knocking me back as my eyes clenched shut. I didn’t want to open them, but they betrayed me and as I did a child’s severed leg fell to the ground in front of us. My eyes welled so quickly as my heart lurched into my throat. The pink sandal on the foot made me fall to my knees as Baxter loaded the launcher, and it exploded lunging the grenade toward the insurgents. I couldn’t take my eyes off the leg. My breathing was harsh as the explosion hit so close to us that it literally knocked me over. I fell to my back, and the ringing in my ears was so loud it was deafening.”

  I tense up tightly hearing his words and a stray tear forms in my eye and rolls out onto his chest, trickling down taking my sadness of his grief with it.

  He exhales and tightens his grip. “I just laid there on my back with black smoke circling around me. I could feel the heat of the fire getting closer and closer, but I couldn’t move. The force of the shock wave was brutal and the ache in my bones was immense. I just watched a family die. A family that had nothing to do with that fucking war. They died for no reason at all other than the fact that we were there, and the insurgents didn’t want us to be. If our unit weren’t there Shada and Zaid and their parents would probably still be alive, not to mention all the other people in the village that died that day.”

  I turn my glistening eyes up to look at him, his face is tight as his breathing is rushed.

  “Brax, I’m so sorry,” I whisper my voice breaking as it comes out, I can hardly contain my emotion. The heartache I feel for him right now is measureless.

  “That’s not the worst,” he says and my eyes open wide and I shake my head slightly.

  “How can it be worse than that?”

  He nods and I exhale and bite my bottom lip, swallowing hard waiting to hear the next part of his terrible story.

  “After the site
was secured and we left, I looked back over the village that was fine when we entered but destroyed when we left. I was shattered. I wanted out, but I had to keep going, I had to complete the mission. We went to the next village and I made sure not to talk to anyone. I didn’t want to become friends with any of the locals, I couldn’t handle it when they died because of us. I was closed off to the world around me. Doing my job and staying the hell away from everyone. That was until one night I couldn’t sleep, the nightmares started haunting me then. So I got up and made my way out to the front of the shack. I sat on the rickety half-broken chair and drank the warm water from my canteen. Baxter and Flynn joined me and we sat in silence knowing we all couldn’t sleep because of the visions in our dreams. The air was peaceful, the gentle wafting of the breeze was the only sound we could hear, then subtle footsteps made us all look up. Baxter spotted him first and raised his weapon in defense as Flynn and I both stood ready for the impending attack, but it was a boy…just a boy. Five at the most, his shirt was torn, he had no shoes on and his shorts were black from dirt. I instantly wanted to run to him, but my heart was torn and I stayed stationary as the other men looked to me for guidance.”

  Swallowing hard I half smile at Brax urging him to keep going, even though every word he speaks is a painful torture for us both.

  “Where’s your parents? Flynn called out to the boy and he shrugged. I figured what harm could a five-year-old do? So I walked down casually glancing around us as Baxter and Flynn followed. Upon reaching the boy, I placed my hands on his shoulders bending down to his height and asked him where his house was. He shrugged and started looking around suspiciously. The hairs on my neck raised instantly and I stood up, but I didn’t have time to react before the stun grenade went off. Everything around me was a brilliant shade of white. I was instantly dizzy and disorientated, nothing I could do could help me catch myself. I felt the arms around me, I felt my knees dragging along the dirt, but I was so confused and out of it I couldn’t function. I just had to let the disorientation take its course and hope to Christ that when I woke up I wouldn’t be in hell.”