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“I’m not….” Bree not letting me finish, says, “He’s not my brother.”

Seeing the questioning look in Zack’s eyes, “Gabe has lived with us since he was three. There’s no blood between us, so we’re not doing anything wrong.”

“Don’t worry; I’ve no intention of spreading gossip. But if you don’t keep your hands to yourselves in public, someone else is going to see and start the gossip.” Zack says, walking away.

“Shit. He’s right.”

“I know. Don’t let it spoil the day. Come on let’s get this tree back and go buy some decorations. I love to buy them, so I hope you have a healthy bank balance.”

Laughing, “Buy what you want babe.”

She’s sexy as hell in her tight little jeans which hasn’t helped the discomfort in mine. My cock aches to be inside her again. Last night it felt like home being with her, as though we were meant to be.

We’re carrying the tree back to the entrance to pay, so that we can leave it in the car while we stock up on decorations. Bree has the top of the tree and is walking behind me; she’s too much of a distraction walking in front.

The tree is only a four foot spruce, but living on my own in a small cabin – I don’t need anything bigger. Hopefully Bree won’t get too carried away with decorations, as I’m only doing all this for her. It’s really just an excuse to spend the day with her. The first thing that came into my head after the best sex of my life, with the woman I love.

I follow Bree into the Christmas shop. It smells of mulled wine with all the incense sticks and candles everywhere – it’s a wonder nothing has caught fire.

Bree is having a good time picking all sorts of ornaments up, “Gabe, come look at this.”

I walk across to where Bree has her head stuck in a tub of decorations, her delectable butt sticking out. Moving in close to her, I caress her and then laugh when it makes her jump.

“What do you think of these Gabe?” Bree turns slightly and smoothes her hand over my abs with a quick caress over my cock. Hearing me gasp, she steps back rather flushed and grins up at me. The little minx!

I gulp and take a step back before I ravish her over the decorations, “They’re great babe.”

“I think I’ve enough in here for your tree, we just need lights.”

“I have them already.” Bree gives me a puzzled look, “I got them on sale in January.”

“You did?”

“Yeah, your Mom kind of had something to do with it.”

Laughing, we head to the checkout, “I can believe that.” She replies.

Paying and heading back to the truck in the quiet car park, I take hold of her hand. “I can’t stop touching you.”

“I’m not complaining.”

Opening the door of the truck for her, I quickly take hold of her face and bring her in for a quick kiss.

“Do you want to get some sandwiches and take them back to my place to eat?”

“I’d love to. We can decorate after we’ve eaten…. and other things.”

Chapter 7

GABE

Hearing Bree say ‘and other things’ has me rock hard again in my jeans, I’m not too sure if I’ll be able to wait until we’ve eaten and decorated the tree. ‘And other things’ might have to take place first considering the condition she has me in. Hell! I only have to look at her or hear her voice down the telephone to get a woody!

Driving back to my cabin, I can’t resist touching her. I put my hand on her leg and move it slowly up and down. I don’t think Bree realizes the condition I’m in, because she puts her hand on my leg and moves it up to my groin, coming into contact with my twitching, desperate for release cock.

After a brief pause, Bree starts to rub me through my jeans, “God babe, you’re driving me crazy.”

I move my hand to the juncture of Bree’s thighs and start rubbing her, applying pressure to just the right spot, which has her squirming in the seat.

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