Naughty Holidays 2015

TRAVIS WALKER WAS up earlier than he’d planned, far earlier than was appropriate on the rare occasion he took a day off, but he had no one to blame but himself. These days, it wasn’t easy sleeping alone, and the instant he’d felt Gage crawl out of bed, he’d known Kylie wouldn’t be far behind. And she hadn’t been. 

Yep, Travis’s husband and wife had left him by himself, as they’d done many times before when he would’ve preferred them to remain right where they were so he could block out the coming day for as long as possible. 

There was a reason he had a penchant for caffeine—mornings were not his thing.

So, this morning, when they’d disappeared to get their day started, Travis had stared at the ceiling for all of ten minutes before dropping his legs over the side of the bed and forcing himself upright. 

The day wasn’t going to wait for him and they had plans. Sort of. If heading over to his parents’ house for Thanksgiving dinner and then coming back to decorate their Christmas tree counted, then yes, they had things to do. Not to mention, Kylie had volunteered to help Travis’s mother cook, as she’d done the past couple of years, and when she volunteered, it actually meant they all did.

On unsteady legs, he managed to walk to the bathroom, still in a fog. Through blurry eyes, Travis stared at himself in the mirror above his sink. There was definitely more gray in his hair than there had been last year. And although his youngest brother, Zane, liked to give him hell about it, Travis didn’t mind it. According to Kylie, it was sexy, so who was he to complain? Granted, he seriously needed to shave. Rubbing his hands over the three-day-old scruff on his cheeks, he debated for a minute. Before he could decide whether or not he wanted to put forth the effort, Travis watched as Gage stepped into the bathroom behind him, closing the door.

“Mornin’,” Gage greeted, his voice gruff and sexy, brown eyes scanning over Travis’s back as he moved closer.

Travis grunted. It was too early for lengthy conversation, so…

Gage wrapped his thick arms around Travis’s waist, warmth infusing him instantly. While his dick absolutely enjoyed Gage’s touch, he was still weary of what was expected of him this early in the morning. When Gage’s palms flattened on Travis’s chest, he relaxed. But when Gage’s lips pressed to Travis’s naked back, an electrical current shot straight to his groin, making his cock pulse with anticipation.

Well. It certainly wasn’t too early for that.

“What’re you doin’?” Travis smirked, looking at their reflections in the mirror.

“What my wife instructed me to do,” Gage replied slyly, his mouth leaving a blaze of fire across Travis’s skin. “She told me to take a shower while she fed Kate. When I mentioned you were probably about to do the same thing, her eyes sparkled. So, I’m doing as I was told.”

For the past two weeks, the three of them had been so busy that moments such as this had been few and far between. Sleep was rare these days thanks to all that was going on with the resort due to the holiday season in full swing. And when they weren’t at work, the three of them were alternating with Kate—not entirely out of obligation, more so because she was the highlight of their lives, and spending as much time with her as possible had become their top priority.

That meant moments like this didn’t happen all that frequently, so when the opportunity presented itself…

“Anyone mention our wife’s the smartest woman in the world?” Travis asked, reaching back and cupping Gage’s head, sliding his fingers through the cool strands of his hair, and holding Gage close.

“We’re lucky like that,” Gage admitted, his lips trailing up to Travis’s shoulder before he stepped away to turn on the shower.

All thoughts of shaving disappeared entirely when Gage shucked the sweatpants he had on, leaving him naked and beautiful, his hard cock bobbing out from his body, beckoning Travis to take him in hand. He didn’t hesitate, moving toward Gage while shoving his boxers down his hips and allowing them to pool on the tiled floor as he followed Gage into the shower enclosure, closing the door behind them.

The water was warm, but Travis doubted that was what caused the steam. At least not after Travis pressed Gage up against the slate tile, his hand easing between them as he wrapped his fist around Gage’s erection and fused their mouths.

“Trav,” Gage groaned, their lips fumbling together.

A little more than two years since they’d gotten together, Travis still couldn’t get enough of Gage or Kylie. They could tease him with a few well-timed words, make him hard with a mere look. So, when he had the opportunity to get his hands on one or both of them, he didn’t waste any time.

He stroked Gage’s cock firmly, sliding his free hand into Gage’s hair and pulling his head back so he could look in his lover’s eyes. “I wanna feel your mouth on me.”

“That right?” Gage grinned.

“Fuck yeah,” Travis huffed, sliding his thumb over Gage’s lower lip, thinking about sliding his dick into the warm cavern of Gage’s mouth, feeling Gage’s lips wrap around the sensitive head… He growled again, unable to hold back.

And when Gage’s grin turned into a full-fledged naughty smile, Travis knew the man he loved was going to relent. Which was one fucking hell of a way to kick off the day.