All I Want for Christmas

copyright 2011 awakethepassion

"What do you want for Christmas, Suzie Q?"

"You, naked and a new sex toy?"

She had said the sex toy bit as a joke but John had grinned and gave her a tongue twistingly wicked kiss. "Done."

And in just a few days, she had her wish. But John hadn't locked them up in their bedroom or found some secluded spot on the mainland. Oh, no! John had pulled a fast one on her and booked them on a trip and but he wouldn't tell her where.

Not even when they'd been tearing apart the bed and causing quite a bit of turbulence on the private plane he'd gotten for them. He'd kept it secret, damn him.

And boy…had she been surprised when they'd arrived at the hotel. She should have known something was up when he told her not to pack anything except for her toothbrush. And her suspicion should have really gotten the better of her when he'd been pulling at her clothes the second they were in their room. Yeah…hot sex on the big wide bed had been a lot of fun and yeah…the room was beautiful but the asshole had been hiding the real secret until he was ready to let her in on it.

The next morning after a rather dirty breakfast in bed and some jam smeared sheets, he'd let her in on what he was hiding. She could have killed him but…she shook her head as she pushed open the sliding glass doors that took up nearly one side of the wall of the bedroom and stepped out onto a small patio.

She had to admit that the man was damn good and at more than just one thing.

The tiles felt warm under her feet and the breeze made her skin tingle in a deliciously sinful way. She felt so free and it didn't take her long to realize that she knew why the hedonistic bastard had picked this place. It was beautiful.

He had taken off for a swim and left her alone for a bit so that she could get a little more used to it and now she was ready to finally get the nerve and do it.

Taking a deep breath, she took a good look around as she headed for the towels he'd laid out on the sand for them, stopping just long enough to pour herself a full glass from the pitcher on the small wrought iron table and then she sank down. They were right on the beach and the ocean glimmered like a jewel in the bright sun.

She knew that they could have gone anywhere for Christmas…she sighed, settled back and took a bigger sip of her drink…but leave it to John Sheppard to pick a nude beach.

She'd thought that he was nuts and she'd been against it but now Susan had to admit that it wasn't a bad place. It was a private resort somewhere in Hawaii and though she missed seeing snow for the holidays, being somewhere where no one knew them and she wasn't freezing her ass off had its good points. And she really didn't mind being naked either. She wasn't in bad shape and the girls always made a fantastic impression so, what the hell?

John loved her body and why should she care what anyone else thought?

Susan and her handsome Colonel, out of Atlantis and away from the stress and no Wraith or other bad guys to worry about. She missed their friends but damn…the sun felt so good on her skin and Sheppard was pretty damn good at playing bartender too.

Stretched out on a beach towel with her hair pulled back and with nothing on but John's sun glasses and some coconut oil making her tanned skin shine, she took another sip of her drink and licked her lips and laughed.

Sex On the Beach. Pretty damn good choice he'd made since that was exactly what she was planning to have with her sex God of a husband. She snorted. Sex in the limo, sex on the plane…give her a god damn bottle of Tequila and that hot, lean body of his and she'd have sex with him in a fucking funeral home if that was what he wanted.

And what she let him do…and his idea of Christmas presents. Especially the ones he had given her the day that they'd checked into the hotel. Her lips tilted into a grin.

Thinking about the man had her shaking her head. Where the hell was the bastard anyway? She eased up a little more and watched the other people on the beach. She didn't see that firm, lanky form or that tight ass of his anywhere. She sighed and pouted a little. She wanted him but it didn't stop her from admiring some of the men anyway.

She could window shop all she wanted to and some of them were looking back at her and grinning and she couldn't help grinning back. They weren't half bad but none of these sun tanned, muscled he-men could compare to John Sheppard.

One particular he-man caught her eye and he started toward her and then stopped when a rough voice yelled out her name.

"Susan!"

The guy's face broke into an arrogant grin and he turned around and looked back, obviously intending to take care of the intruder. He was tall, very well endowed and quite handsome with his dark hair and big, muscular body but there was something about the man headed straight for him that made him step back.

Her admirer gave her a little wave and a nod of his head and then he turned and headed the other way.

When he moved, Susan looked down to the water line and saw John heading for her.

The man didn't just walk. He moved like a predator. Water from his swim glistened on his skin, beading in the hair on his chest and running in tiny rivulets down his belly to the soft curling hair at the base of his cock. He bypassed a blanket full of bathing beauties and she heard them giggle when he gave them a flirting smile. They said something to him but he didn't stop, just gave them a wave and kept moving through the sand straight toward her.

She watched him and felt the tingle start low in her belly. To hell with the drink. It was delicious and tasted good on her tongue but when she looked at him…all she could think about was pouring the stuff on him and lapping at every hairy inch of him.

He looked so damn good. Maybe a little thin but she knew the power under all that taut, tanned skin. She could feel it when she touched him and when she wrapped her long legs around him…shit…she rubbed her hand over her breast and resisted the urge to slide her fingers between her legs. She could feel the rush of excitement spreading through her body and god damn did she want to eat him up.

The man was an animal and she knew that the other women on the blanket were watching him, wishing that they were the one that he was stalking. If there was one thing she loved more than watching him walk it was lying under him. Or even better…riding him.

He stopped just a foot from her and when he raised his arms to run his fingers through his dark, spiky hair and wipe the water from his face, the muscles in his flat belly pulled tight and it was easy to see that he was more than just a little aroused. He was long and thick and from the wicked look on his face, very very pleased with the reaction he was getting.

"You better be saving some of that for me."

"Maybe I will." She took another sip of the drink and watched him as he moved closer and dropped to his knees at the edge of the towel. "Depends on how good you are, Sheppard." She wagged a finger at him. "But the way you were just flirting with those girls I think if I check Santa's naughty list you are going to be right at the top of it."

"What about you? You were giving Conan a pretty good eye full too."

"Conan was liking what he was seeing." She giggled.

He said, reaching for the glass in her hand. "You'd better give me that."

"Yes, sir." She spread her legs a little wider and tipped the glass just a little, letting some of the cold drink splash on her belly and down between her legs. "Here's your part. Better drink up, Colonel."

The corners of his eyes crinkled up in that sexy little way when he laughed and reached up to take the glass out of her hand. "Enough for you, Suzie Q. You're getting drunk."

"I'm not even close." She laughed huskily and tried to take the glass back but he put it to his mouth, tipped it back and drained it. Then he licked his lips and tossed the thing down on the sand.

"You'd better be glad that's plastic, Sheppard." She grabbed at his arms, trying to pull him down on top of her

"Why? I wouldn't mind digging a little glass out of your ass." He hovered over her, leaning down just close enough so that the wiry hairs on his chest rubbed over her nipples.

"Oh…I thought you planned on putting it somewhere else, Sheppard." She ran her hands up the insides of his arms and over his chest.

"The glass or…what I've got in that basket?" He grinned and wrapped his large, calloused palms around her ankles, tugging her knees wider apart as he crawled a little closer, easing between her spread legs. He slid his large, rough hands along the backs of her thighs, kissing his way down her chest and belly, lapping at the sticky trail left by the drink until his full lipped mouth was just inches from her pussy.

Oh yeah…she knew exactly what he had in that basket. Thinking about what he planned to do with what was in that basket had gotten her so hot that her clit was already hard and sensitive. The drink had just heightened the excitement a little more.

He knew it too. He purred and nuzzled her mound and then rubbed the stubble on his jaw against her skin in a delicious burn, lapping at her skin with his rough tongue to ease the sting. She sank back on her elbows and moaned when his tongue flicked out and teased between her swollen lips.

"You like my Christmas presents?" Oblivious to anyone else on the beach, he gripped the small silver hoop that pierced the hood of her clit between his teeth and gave it a little tug.

"You're damn lucky I let you talk me into it." She hissed.

"Liar." He laughed and started to flick the little silver ball back and forth with the tip of one finger. "You loved it...I saw your face. You were getting off on it."

"Only because you were the one doing it. You've got to tell me…oh shit!" She was panting now. She moaned when he gave a harder tug on the little hoop and slid her fingers through his dark hair. "Come on, baby. Don't stop now."

"You think that I'm going to let some stranger touch my pretty pussy?" He looked up at her and chuckled darkly. "And who said that I was gonna stop?"

He stroked her sex with his tongue and felt her spasm around his fingers. He knew that with him it didn't take much to get her off. Just his smile was sometimes enough to have her creaming her panties but she was holding back on him this time.

Probably payback for the piercing's but she hadn't been all that hard to convince. He'd seen the excitement in her eyes when he'd told her that he was buying her another ring but this one was much more special. And when he'd shown her exactly what he was planning to do she'd more than ready to spread her legs and let him do it. A slow smile crossed his face.

Hell...she'd even helped him pick it out. And she'd let him do her nipples too.

He had thought that she might refuse him and he would have been okay with that but now...shit...she moaned and he buried his head between her thighs and spoke with a soft growl. "Does it feel good, SuzieQ?"

Pleasure mixed with pain and the muscles in her thighs and belly clenched when he slid first one long finger and then another inside her slick channel. He moved his fingers slowly and then slowly, then he bent his head and pressed the little silver ball in the center of the hoop against her clit and flicked it back and forth fast with his tongue, matching the movement with his thrusting fingers and then pressing down harder until she was squirming.

He raised his head, looked at her and licked his lips. "Sweet but I can make you sweeter." He nipped the inside of her thigh, eased up over her and reached for the basket he'd left beside the towels. He pulled something out and laid it against her hip, laughing when she jumped because the thing was cold.

"Bastard! Putting that thing on ice!" She laughed and wrapped her fingers in the chain around his neck. It was warm, his dog tags almost hot from the heat of his skin. She pulled his head around for a deep kiss as he trailed the tip of the glass candy cane shaped dildo across her belly.

"That just makes it more fun but don't worry, baby. It'll get hot quick enough." He trailed the smooth rounded tip over her belly button and up to her breasts. She shivered when he traced it around her nipples and flicked the little silver hoops that matched the one that pierced her clit.

"Beautiful." He growled softly and dipped his head to lightly kiss a turgid tip. Her pussy tightened when he pulled the nipple into his mouth and sucked hard. He moved the tip of the candy cane lower, teasing it between her swollen lips until she spread her legs a little wider.

He eased up and slipped his hand behind her neck and pulled her up with him. She slipped her legs over him and gripped his shoulders, hissing at him and digging her nails into him as he slowly eased the hooked end of the candy cane inside her. He knew that he'd hit her magic spot when she groaned and arched her hips up against him. Slowly, he worked it back and forth, pressing his mouth against hers.

She held onto him tightly, arching her back into his thrusts and whispering 'More!' against his lips.

She let go of him and held onto him with one hand as she scratched her fingers down his chest then reached between them. He groaned with pleasure when she wrapped her hot hand around his cock. She stroked him slowly from root to tip and then back up again, turning her hand so that her nails raked over him on the upward stroke.

He growled and his cock jerked when she let him go and squeezed his balls so hard that his breath caught in his chest.

"I love your cock, Sheppard. Turn me over so that I can play with you."

He slid the thing out of her and stretched out on the blanket. She turned and straddled his chest in a sixty nine, sitting up just long enough to let loose her hair and then she was leaning over him and bracing herself on one hand while the other gripped his cock. Her breasts brushed against his belly and he licked at the insides of her thighs, the wetness there making his cock grow harder and thicker in her hand. He heard her coo of pleasure when he thrust the longer, rounded end of the dildo into her and began to move it back and forth in a fast friction.

He nearly lost his rhythm when she took him into her mouth but he quickly found it again. He picked up the pace, spreading her pussy lips wide as her lips closed around him and he moaned, feeling the throb all the way down to his toes.

Her knees were pressing against his arms and he felt her thigh muscles clench. He was thrusting harder and deeper into her with the dildo and he knew that she was close to coming. But the thought of her pussy walls clamping down on the smooth, striped glass was more than he could take.

He knew what he wanted and he grunted. The smooth shaft pulled from her wetness with a sucking sound and he gave it a toss, not caring if it landed in the sand or in the basket.

The pressure on his cock eased and he looked up, meeting her wicked gaze. She let him go and crawled off of him, turning until she was raised over him. His cock was so hard and she pressed it against his belly, easing over him until her wet heat was sliding over him. She rocked back and forth, grabbing her breasts and tugging at the small silver hoops with her fingers, her head fell back and her long hair streamed down her back, clinging to her sweat soaked skin.

"Don't play with me." He slid his hands up her waist and cupped her breasts in his big hands.

"Naughty boy." She laughed, leaning over him, she trailed her finger over his cheek to his mouth. He nipped at her, pulling her finger into his mouth and sucking on it. "You want to fuck me, don't you?"

"No wanting to it." He gripped her waist and rolled her over, settling between her thighs with a practiced ease. He didn't give her time to react. Wrapping his hands under her knees he brought her legs up over his shoulders as the thick head of his cock breached her entrance.

"Come on then, sweetness. Fuck me hard."

Another grunt and he slammed home, sinking into her balls deep. She was so slick and wet but the fit was tight and hot. He slid his hands along the fronts of her thighs, digging his fingers into her and holding tight as he pumped his hips so fast and hard that he knew that it had to hurt.

But she didn't care, just tilted her hips to change the angle so that he was slamming and grinding against her clit. He speared into her even harder and faster and then he felt her explode around him. Seconds later he was trembling and his back arched. He let out a grunting howl of satisfaction and then her legs fell off of him and he collapsed on top of her as his hot come shot inside her.

For a few moments they just laid there, him crushing her into the tangled nest of towels, her hands stroking down his back and arms. But he stilled when he heard soft male laughter and he looked up.

The man that had been admiring her was standing just a few feet away. Leaning back against the rough bark of a palm tree, he was breathing heavily and stroking his cock. His face was red and from the smear on his hand and the stain on the ground in front of him it was obvious that he'd been admiring their show.

He grinned when he saw John looking at him."Pretty good woman you've got there, buddy. If you ever feel like sharing..."

"Sorry...but he doesn't share." She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and pulled herself up, pressing against him tight and wrapping herself around him. "And neither do I."

"Hey…no harm in asking is there?" The guy just laughed and then he winked, gave a shaky laugh and turned and started to walk away.

"No." She called after him. "But if you want to stay and watch some more..." She gave John a look when the guy turned around and gave her a surprised but pleased look as he walked back to take up his position by the palm tree. "Sure. I'm always up for the second act."

"Suzie Q..." John grinned. "What the hell are you doing?"

"I'm about to do you." She smirked and his heart skipped a beat when she slid her hands down his back to grip his ass. "Ain't that what you want? And its not like this guy is ever gonna know who we are is it? We'll never see him again so come on, Sheppard. Don't you want at least one of your fantasies to come true?"

"My fantasy is a threesome."

"This is one…isn't it? Think about it lover boy…this guy ain't half as creepy as Woolsey. And I do not mind letting him watch me fuck you silly if you don't."

"Slut..." John laughed and let her turn him over, letting out a sigh of pleasure when she gripped his hardening cock and settled over him, sliding down on him until he was stuffed inside her, full and tight. He pulled her down to him and kissed her. "You know the only Christmas fantasy I want is you."

"I know...and you've got me as long as you want me."

"I want you." He shifted his hips a little, raising her up and then bringing her down hard so that he sank into her deeper. But what about my toy? Did you like that?"

"I loved your toy...but you've got something a lot longer, sweeter and hotter that I want to suck on."

"Then get off Santa's lap and do it now." His eyes sparked hungrily and he slapped her on the ass but she just laughed huskily when he pinched her nipples and gave a quick darting glance to their admirer.

"We can't rush this Christmas show, Santa baby."

A slow sensual smile touched her lips and with the sun beating down on her back and the stranger watching their every move, she kissed him back harder, pressed her hands down on his chest and slowly began to rock her hips.

"Now shut up and enjoy this sleigh ride."