Page 151 of All the Forbidden Things
Billie moves from her usual starfish position, and curls onto her side, seizing the opportunity, I curl myself right around her and grind my dick against her arse.
“Oh Santa, what a shame you only get to come once a year,” she croaks out in her husky morning voice.
“And oh, oh, oh, baby. Lucky for you, today is that day.”
I flip her onto her back and slide myself on top and between her legs, as she giggles.
“Merry Christmas, Bamm.”
“Merry Christmas, Max.”
We take a moment just for us before heading over to Jay and Marnie’s to continue what have so far been a hectic few days of Christmas celebrations.
“I’ve never had sex on Christmas day,” Billie tells me before pursing her lips together and raising her brows. “Care to rectify that—”
Her pyjama bottoms are off, my boxers follow, and I’m buried inside her within seconds.
“Nice moves Mr Young, you’ve still got it, despite what they say about you being past it.”
I shut her up by covering her mouth with mine, and making sure she knows, that Santa has arrived.
Two hours later and chaosreigns supreme in Jay’s front room. All the people I love most in the world have gathered to watch his girls unwrap their presents, and paper is strewn everywhere. My mum keeps attempting to clear it up, and Marnie keeps telling her to stop.
“It’ll all go on the fire and keep us warm later Karen,” she tells her, and my mum slides back into her seat on the sofa next to Aaron.
We’ve all spent the last few days kissing and making up. Cal, Aaron and myself went to the local pub, after they arrived at Jay’s a couple of days ago. I’m only pissed off with Aaron because he didn’t tell me what was going on with my mum, which means I understand where Cal is coming from when he tells me one of the reasons he was so pissed off, is because everyone else knew about Billie and me before he did.
We drink, we hug it out, we go home to our women, and now, here we are. All together on Christmas morning, enjoying the chaos.
After the girls finish opening their presents, they start handing out the adults gifts, which we were all instructed to place under the tree.
I made a point of pushing Billie’s to the very back because I want hers to be the last opened.
Wren passes me a tube-shaped gift that looks somewhat like a Chrismas cracker. I shake it, and something rattles inside. Belle passes Billie what I know is her gift from me. My mum and Cal know what’s in it and apparently so does everyone else because the room begins to fall quiet.
Billie reads the label and frowns.
“I’m not sure this one’s for me,” she tells Belle.
“It is, Max told me it was yours,” Belle reassures her. Billie looks at me and I nod.
“Open yours first,” she orders.
“Bamm …”
“This present is for someone called Autumn Sun, I’m not sure it’s even mine.”
“Ah,” Jake says. “Autumn Sun, I get it now.” I turn towards him and shake my head, seriously wondering how he gets through life.”
“If you open yours first, I’ll open this,” Billie offers.
I pull the ribbon from one end and tip the tube up, the first thing that falls out is a key.
“What’s this?” I ask with a frown.
“Pull out the paperwork,” Billie tells me.
Doing as she says, I pull the paperwork out, unroll it and read. It’s the deeds to a house. The house we fell in love with in St Ives, Cornwall. The house we couldn’t buy because my legal team had advised me not make any large purchases until my divorce was settled. I’d been devastated when the agent rang and told me the property had sold, and I’ve kept it a secret from Billie for the last three days, not wanting to ruin her Christmas.
