Okay, so I know it's February but I've been kinda busy lately so here's a chapter for Christmas time k? Please keep R&R. Thanx

After everyone had gotten sobered up from Kyle's kick ass party, people were leaving to go to their relative's to celebrate Christmas. John was leaving to go to northern California to visit with his mom's side and Torrie was leaving to visit with her dad's family in Idaho. Grant and Aly had already left as well, which left Randy and Stacy still at home.

"Stace." Randy complained through the speaker of his cell phone.

"Randy. Stop being such a baby. I'll be back in four days okay?" Stacy said as she was packing her suitcase while holding her phone between her ear and shoulder. "It's at least not five right?"

Randy shook his head. "Yeah but…"

"Randy." Stacy cut him off. "Just cause you can't have sex for four days, doesn't mean you're gonna die."

Randy bit his lip just thinking about her killer body. The way she ran her hands through her hair, the way she swiveled her hips when she walked, how she would arch her back when he would suck on her…

"Randy? Are you there?" Stacy asked as Randy snapped out of his daydream.

"Umm yeah. Sorry, I was just thinking bout something." He smirked still envisioning her.

"Alright well, I want to see you one last time before I leave so…um...can you come over here tonight? My parents won't be home 'til late so…it's perfect." Stacy touched the back of her neck, waiting for his reply.

"Uh yeah. Sounds good babe. I'll be around at like…eight thirty okay?"

"Sounds good to me." She said seductively. "Can't wait."

"Neither can I." Randy said as he felt his shaft throb.

"Alright see you later stud." She said giggling.

"Later." Randy said as he hung up his phone and sat back in his desk chair. He took a deep breath and examined the ceiling, with the common butterflies invading his stomach once again.

8:40 pm

Randy pulled up to her house in his black truck and turned off the engine. But he didn't get out immediately. He sat in his seat for a minute or so, thinking about how this was going to be the last time he'd see her for a little while. He was already beginning to miss her and she wasn't even gone yet. He smirked to himself and opened the door.

He stepped out in a pair of white Billabong board shorts, a navy blue Hurley shirt, dark gray Hollister flip flops and of course, a dark gray DC hat. He strolled up to the front door and rang the bell. He waited a little while, looking over the expensive neighborhood. He couldn't help but notice how perfect everybody's houses were. Their palm trees and shrubs were all green and luscious and their houses were humungous and well kept.

As Randy continued to look over the neighborhood, his phone suddenly rang. It read 'STACY'.

"Hello?" he answered a little confused.

"Randy. The front door's open. Just make your way up to my room." She seductively said as she hung up.

Randy smirked and was curious as to see what was going on. So he opened the door and walked in. He made his way up the stairs and to her room. He opened the door and entered.

"Stace. You in her…" he stopped everything he was doing. His jaw dropped down to the floor and his eyes grew wide. A small smile crept onto his face as he closed the door and sat down in the chair she directed him to sit in. He couldn't even speak. His knees felt week as his stomach felt light.

Her long legs were brilliantly displayed by a pair of black heels that covered all the way up to her knees. Her perfect round ass was barely covered by the pair of red and black lace panties she sported along with a matching bra. Her hair was slightly wavy and her eyeliner and mascara displayed her beautiful brown eyes expertly.

She walked over to him, slowly but confident. Her smooth tan legs found themselves straddled around his waist as she dipped her head next to his ear. "Merry Christmas Randy." She whispered, as she placed her hands on his shoulders. "Do you want me?" she asked as she placed a kiss on his cheek, her mouth still hovering close to his ear.

Randy closed his eyes and almost evilly smirked. He grabbed the back of her thighs and sat her down on his lap. Stacy looked at his face, surprised from his sudden movement. Her mouth was slightly ajar with a barely visible smile. She looked back at him with a lustful, excited, and anxious look. She read the expression in his eyes. He was hungry for her body.

Almost like she was making the first move in a game, Stacy took her hands off of his shoulders and played with the bottom hem of his shirt. She looked quickly back into his eyes which hadn't left hers for a second. He could tell that she was curious as to what he would do next, which sent chills down his spine. Her mouth was still ajar, her slight smile was still plastered, but the thrill of this game was becoming more present. She ever so slowly ran the palms of her hands under his shirt, over his chiseled abs and chest.

She peered into his eyes once again. His blue eyes were more like a soft amber now, due to the candles that lit up the room. She slowly ran her fingers back down to his abs and grabbed the hem of his shirt. She inched it calmly up above his abs and up to his chest. Randy lifted up his arms as she took off his shirt and dropped it on the floor. His smooth tan skin glowed perfectly in the candle light.

A few seconds after his shirt fell to the carpet, Randy grabbed the back of Stacy's thighs, making her gasp as he roughly brought her center even closer to his. She began to pant as her breasts touched his bare chest and her lips were an inch from his. He teased her as his feather like fingers worked their way towards the back of her bra. Her arms still rested on his buff shoulders as he quickly and roughly unlatched the lacy material. Still covering her breast due to their chests being against one another, Randy pushed her back just enough so that he could remove the unwanted bra. He threw it to the ground as Stacy panted a little faster.

He pulled her back towards him quickly, her breasts once again meeting his chest. She placed her hands on his cheeks and slowly moved them to his hat. She grazed her fingers through his short brown hair as she removed his backwards cap. The contact between the hat and floor was the only audible sound in the room besides the rapid beating of both their hearts and Stacy's brief panting.

Randy lightly moved the blonde wavy hair that was covering her collarbone and moved her hair so that it rested on her other shoulder and collarbone. He angelically placed a kiss on her neck, stroking her skin with his lips. Stacy whimpered and closed her eyes, pleasuring the feeling. He traveled across her shoulder and up her neck, moving down to just above her breast.

He stopped and met his eyes with hers. He leaned his mouth up to her ear, kissing and sucking her lobe. "Stand up." He whispered. She did as she was told as she stood up in front of him, clad in nothing but a pair of lacy black and red panties. The cold consumed her body but was short lived as Randy's voice pierced the chilly atmosphere. "Turn around." Stacy hesitantly turned around, her back towards him. She waited eagerly for his next move.

Stacy heard him pull down his pants and throw them to the side. Her center immediately began to throb knowing that he was completely naked behind her. He kissed her lower back, still sitting in the chair. Stacy ran her hand through her blonde hair and bit her bottom lip to keep from screaming. Randy snaked his fingers around her panties and ripped them down her long legs. His roughness made Stacy whimper as she bit her lip even harder. He loved it when she made pleasure filled noises.

He ran his eyes over her naked body. Her black heels still covered her calves but he didn't care. Her body was calling to him and the butterflies in his stomach were still fluttering. His breath had quickened and he gritted his teeth trying desperately not to lose it at that moment. "Look at me." He whispered.

She turned around and stared at his naked body. She looked at his manhood which was large and hard, which made her even hotter. He grabbed her hand and led her to straddle his waist. She sat down on his lap, leaning her forehead against his. He closed his eyes and cupped her ass in his hands. He again brought her closer to him, allowing his shaft to rub against her labia, which made Stacy gasp.

Randy positioned his lips in front of hers, and brushed up against them. She couldn't take it any longer as she inserted her tongue into his mouth. He gladly accepted and worked his own against hers. But he pulled back when he was about to enter because he wanted to hear her moan uncontrollably when he did so. He kissed and sucked on her neck as he entered her center. Stacy expectedly moaned and threw her head back with pleasure. When he was completely in, she held him tightly, making slight claw marks on his back with her nails. He expertly thrusted himself inside of her, over and over again. Each time allowing a rush of pleasure to consume his body. Stacy panted and whimpered as her walls contracted around him. She maneuvered her hips against his with ease while kissing his cheek. Her peak was nearing quickly as she moaned again and again. "Randy." She managed to get out between breaths. Both were close to climaxing as they stared into each other's eyes one last time as Stacy moaned and whimpered loudly when she reached her peak. Randy moved in and out as fast as he could as they climaxed in unison and slowly started their descent from their intoxicating, satisfied, and pleasurable high.

Stacy held onto Randy for a few minutes, catching her breath. He had his arms wrapped around her tightly as he kissed her neck and shoulder. His warm lips smothered her soft tan skin which made her smile. She closed her eyes and cherished the moment, smelling the cologne that had still clung to his body threw their sexual workout. He ran his fingers up and down her back, not wanting it to end.

Stacy opened her eyes and looked at the clock in her room. "It's 9:30 Randy. My parents are gonna be home soon." Randy took a deep breath and just continued to kiss her shoulder. "Randy." Stacy giggled as she tried to sit back up to look at his face, but he wouldn't let her as he continued to lick and suck on her neck. "Randy, stop." She giggled again, this time he let her lean back.

She placed a hand on his cheek and stroked it with her thumb. He smiled and looked at her dark brown eyes. "I really wish you didn't have to go." He said, his smile fading away.

"Me too." She said looking away. Her face had turned sad too. "But I don't have a choice. You know that."

Randy nodded his head and softly smiled. "God…you are so beautiful Stacy. I know I don't tell you that enough but…you are so gorgeous."

Stacy's heart melted when those words left his lips. She joyfully smiled and leaned her lips down to his. He quickly closed the gap between them and parted her lips with his tongue. She whimpered against his lips, allowing the extremely pleasant feeling to envelope her. After a few minutes they broke apart. "Alright, you gotta get outta here Randy, or my dad's gonna kick your ass." She said laughing.

"Okay, okay." He said back laughing. He aloud Stacy to get up off of him as he put his shorts and hat back on and slipped back into his flip flops. He grabbed his shirt but then looked over at Stacy. "You cold?" he asked smirking, staring at her naked body.

"A little." She responded, looking over his body.

He handed her his shirt. "Here, put this on."

She smiled and put it on. It still smelled of his cologne which made her enjoy it even more. "But don't you need it. I mean, I have plenty of shirts."

Randy smirked and shook his head. "Nah. Just keep it. I have more. Consider it a present, which reminds me..." He reached into the pocket of his shorts and pulled out a long thin velvet box. "Merry Christmas Stace." he said as he handed it to her.

"Ahh Randy." she said sweetly. She took the box from his hand and opened it. There, rested a beautiful sparkling necklace, encrusted with white diamonds. "Oh my god! Randy! It's beautiful!" She said with enthusiasm.

"Not as beautiful as you." Randy responded smirking. He wrapped her in his arms and hugged her tightly. Stacy wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. It was passionate and intoxicating, making both want to go for round two of their sexual escapades. But Stacy broke the kiss and looked into his eyes which were still amber colored from the candles.

"Thank you so much Randy. I love it but...I love you more." She spoke barely above a whisper.

"I love you too." He said as they hugged again and gave each other a few more quick kisses. "I'll call you when I get there okay?"

"Yeah, sounds good." He said as he kissed her one last time. "Alright. I'll see you Stace."

"Kay." She said as he opened the door and walked out. "Don't get into any trouble while I'm gone okay?" she said giggling.

He turned around when he was at the stairs. "I won't. I promise." He smirked and left.

She ran to the front window in her parent's room and watched him as he got in his truck and drove off. Sadness rushed over her as she went back to her room and waited for her parents to get back.

9:47 pm

"Stacy! We're back!" her mother shouted up the stairs.

Stacy came down the stairs and into the kitchen to see her parents. "Hey you two. How was the party?"

"It was alright. The usual. Got to see some people I haven't seen in a while." Her father answered.

"Oh cool. Well that's good." She said, sitting down on the stool at her breakfast bar.

"Did you finish packing sweetie?" her mother asked as she looked over her daughter's attire.

"Yeah I did." Stacy responded, wondering why her mother was looking at her oddly. "What?"

"Stacy, where did you get that shirt?" she asked as she pointed to the navy blue Hurley shirt she wore along with short white fleece shorts.

Stacy didn't really know what to say. "Ummm….Randy let me have it. He gave it to me a while ago." Her heart was beating a little faster. She looked over at her dad, who was wondering too.

"Oh, well that was nice of him." Her mother said as she got a glass of water. Her father agreed and read over an article in a magazine he was holding.

'Wow that was a close call.' Stacy said to herself, half smiling.

At Randy's house

"Hey son." Bob Orton called to his son as Randy walked through the door.

"Hey dad. What's going on?" he asked as he walked into the living room. "Hey mom." He greeted her as he spotted her sitting on the couch next to his father.

"Hi darling. How was Stacy? Was it hard saying goodbye? Did she like her present?" she asked all at once.

"Umm yeah it was hard but I'll get over it. And yeah she did like her present. She loved it actually." Randy said starting to head back towards the stairs.

"Oh my god, Randy." His mother said as he turned back around.

"What? What's wrong?" he asked concerned.

"Honey, what happened to your back? You have claw marks on you. And where's your shirt?" She spoke with wide eyes.

Randy looked at his dad, who was shaking his head and knew exactly what the claw marks were from. Randy just looked back at his mother and said, "Well, I was playing with Stacy's dog and he jumped on my back and sort of clawed me. No big deal though. It doesn't hurt. And my shirt got trashed so I threw it away." He said trying to cover it up.

He looked back at his father who was sort of smirking and laughing inside. "Oh gosh. Alright well be careful next time okay? We don't want to have to end up back at the hospital for some dumb reason." Elaine said as she focused on the TV show.

"Alright. I will mom." Randy responded, looking at his dad one more time. Bob just slightly nodded his head and smiled, letting Randy know that he wouldn't tell his mother about what really happened.

"Night you guys."

"Good night." His parents said as Randy made his way up the stairs smirking and shaking his head.

Okay so what did you think? Please let me know. I'm trying to make a Valentine's Day chapter but I don't know if I'll have enough time. And should I make it about Randy/Stacy or John/Torrie? Idk but please let me know okay? Thank you sooooo much!