BOOK BLITZ: Secret Santa by Deanna Wadsworth

Adam expelled his breath in relief. He hadn’t realized how hard his blood had been pounding just then. He had no clue why Paul was so late, but he didn’t really care. He was here now. Tremors of gratitude and anticipation rippled down his spine, prickling the skin with goosebumps. The scent of something unexpectedly wonderful he couldn’t identify still lingered near him, and he wondered if Kathy had bought new candles.
“I’m glad you’re here. Hold on.” Adam hastily repositioned his elbows on the edge of the couch and spread his legs wide, once again sticking his ass up in the air. The self-imposed vulnerability made his stomach tremble, and his dick snapped back to attention.
Damn, it had been too long since they’d fucked.
“Merry Christmas, baby,” Adam said in a low, husky tone. He shifted a little, just to tease. “Wanna open your present?”
Paul didn’t respond with his usual cocky quip, rather he let out a low groan that sounded almost painful. Adam’s head jerked toward the fireplace in shock at the closeness of his lover’s voice. Paul was already standing beside him?
“Jeez,” he chuckled. “You’re quick when you’re horny.”
Another soft moan was the only reply.