Free ChristmasisComing by Shelley Munro

and Gaby were kissing when he returned
to his bedroom. A raft of emotions struck him, twisting in his chest. First the
sense of rightness hit him—they were both in his bed—but swift on the heels of
the initial rush of satisfaction came apprehension, a touch of envy. Then he
reminded himself they were his friends and this wasn’t a competition. Patience.
Trust needed time to develop and cement them together.
    He’d told Liam they needed to court Gaby
and woo her to their way of thinking. In truth, his mission was twofold because
he was desperate to convince Liam of the magical possibilities in their future.
A wooing within a wooing.
    The woo-woo factor.

Chapter Six
     
    Liam wrapped his arms around Gaby and
continued with the lazy kissing. Long, sensuous kisses. Gentle suction as their
tongues swirled together in a silent dance of desire. Quick nibbling kisses
that made the blood roar through his veins, made his cock pulse with renewed
longing.
    A hungry sound escaped her and his emotions
rocked in victory. Physical attraction was half the battle, and they already
had the friendship to bolster the blooming sensations between them.
    “You two going to keep up with that all
afternoon or are we going to test some sex toys?” A faint snap cloaked Fletch’s
words and Liam smirked against Gaby’s lips.
    She lifted her head and grinned over her
shoulder. “Just keeping warmed up.”
    “You wanted us to work out the toys
ourselves?” Fletch asked.
    “Yes. I want to make sure my instructions
are clear.”
    Liam watched Fletch closely. Normally he
could tell Fletch’s mood with a quick glance. Not today. His friend has
instigated two kisses with him, and he wasn’t sure how to feel or what to think
about the physical contact with a man he called friend. He should probably
punch Fletch’s lights out and go from there, yet he couldn’t seem to build up a
good head of indignation. He found himself scowling in the direction of
Fletch’s mouth and ripped his gaze away. Confusion didn’t begin to cover the
emotions blindsiding him today.
    At a crossroads, he didn’t know which way
to turn. A part of him wanted to sprint back down the road he’d already
traveled, while his adventurous soul wanted to stride bravely forward,
following the route he and Fletch discussed the previous day.
    “Here,” Fletch said, snaring Liam’s full
attention.
    Gaby lifted away from him, separating their
bodies.
    Liam dealt with the condom before accepting
the vibrator. He studied the toy, smoothing his fingers over the penis-shaped
attachment. “Looks simple enough.” He hit the power button. Instantly a low
drone filled the room and the attachment started moving forward and back in a
thrusting motion.
    Fletch grinned. “At a guess, I’d say that
bit is the substitute penis and goes in the vagina or tickles the clit.”
    “Good.” Gaby clapped her hands together, a
beam of satisfaction on her face. She never confided details of her work—a
confidentiality clause, so she said—and Liam found this glimpse fascinating.
    “Can we try it?” Fletch plucked the vibe
from Liam and switched the power off. “What do the other attachments do?” He
reached over to grab the bag of attachments.
    Liam followed the move, his gaze fixing on
Fletch’s ass. When the urge to touch struck out of the blue, a croak of shock
burst from him. He ripped his gaze away, his heartbeat galloping in echo of his
shock. He was ogling his best friend’s backside.
    Fletch turned back to them and, unbidden,
Liam’s attention fixed on his friend again. Their eyes met. Hell. Liam wanted
to look away yet, contrarily, he craved the intimate connection with Fletch.
His friend didn’t seem to hold the same scruples or doubts. He stared right
back, comfortable in his own skin. His lips curled upward and he winked.
    “I vote we go for this attachment.” Fletch
held up one with a little roller.
    “One of my personal favorites,” Gaby said.
“I got the inspiration