Erotic Advent by C.J Heath

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The cabin looked no different than it had for the rest of the year; it has always been her who had put up all the decorations. He couldn’t face Christmas alone and had decided he would simply stay at the cabin and treat himself to a long weekend.

The plan wasn’t working as well as he’d hoped. Everywhere he looked he found memories of her. When he’d arrived at the cabin he’d headed to the bedroom and almost immediately spotted scraps of red and white wrapping paper lying on the floor. Had it really been a year?

He could see her now sitting up in the bed on Christmas morning. Her long, dark hair hung in tangled tendrils over the white babydoll she’d been wearing when she’d climbed on top of him the night before. She’d teased him that he wasn’t allowed to unwrap his present but he could give…

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