All He Wants Christmas Collection

By Ruby Carew and Opal Carew

Some Christmas wishes do come true...

On Christmas Eve, my jackass of a date tells me he has a surprise for me, then brings in another woman for a threesome. After I storm out, I realize I’m in the hallway wearing a tiny Christmas costume and stilettos and I can't go out in the frigid Christmas Eve blizzard like this.

I go to find Brad, my best friend, who lives in the same building, but when he sees me in the skimpy costume, the long suppressed attraction between us flares. Friendship turns to intimacy and soon we’re asking ourselves, just how far can this go? Especially when Brad's sexy friend, Neill, shows up and I begin to think a threesome isn't such a bad idea after all.

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Warning: This collection of erotic stories is for adults only. It contains graphic sex scenes that will thrill and excite you, including oral sex, multiple orgasms, ménage a trois (MFM), and a whole lot of holiday fun!

Note: This collection contains both the stories "All He Wants For Christmas Eve" and "All He Wants for Christmas" combined as a box set (or boxed set).
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Hi! I’m Ruby Carew. You may also know me as Opal Carew, a New York Times bestselling author of erotic romance.

As Opal I write erotic love stories that push the limits, but as Ruby I don’t know what limits are. When you crave the titillation that only the fulfillment of your wildest fantasies can give you, look no further than my short, sexy stories.

I started publishing my Ruby stories under the name Ruby Foxx, but I am republishing all of them as Ruby Carew. It’s going to take me a little time to get them all up, so please be patient. I hope to do a couple a month.

To learn more about Ruby, visit her at www.RubyCarew.com

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• Language: English
• Publisher: Opal Carew
• Release date: Dec 16, 2016
• ISBN: 9781927444511

Ruby Carew

Hi! I’m Ruby Carew. You may also know me as Opal Carew, a New York Times bestselling author of erotic romance.As Opal I write erotic love stories that push the limits, but as Ruby I don’t know what limits are. When you crave the titillation that only the fulfillment of your wildest fantasies can give you, look no further than my short, sexy stories.Note: I started publishing my Ruby stories under the name Ruby Foxx, but I am republishing all of them as Ruby Carew. It’s going to take me a little time to get them all up, so please be patient. I hope to do a couple a month.To learn more about Ruby, visit her at www.RubyCarew.comTo hear when Ruby (or Opal) has a new release, join her Reader Group by going toRubyCarew.com/RubyReaderGroupNew Releases: RubyCarew.com/RubyReaderGroupFacebook: RubyCarew.xoxTwitter: @RubyCarew_xoxPinterest: RubyCarew_xoxBlog: RubyCarew.com/blog

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All He Wants

Christmas Collection

Ruby Carew

Some Christmas wishes do come true…

Table of Contents

All He Wants For Christmas Eve

All He Wants For Christmas

About The Author

All He Wants

Christmas Collection

Ruby Carew

Published by Opal Carew at Smashwords

Copyright 2016 Opal Carew

Previously published under the author name Ruby Foxx

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This is a work of fiction. All of the characters, organizations, and events portrayed in this story are either products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual events, locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

All He Wants For Christmas Eve

Copyright 2016 Opal Carew

All He Wants For Christmas

Copyright 2016 Opal Carew

First Ruby Carew edition: December 2016

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All He Wants

For Christmas Eve

Ruby Carew

Some Christmas wishes do come true…

I stormed out of the apartment, my leather jacket in my hand, and slammed the door behind me. I couldn’t believe that jerk. He’d promised me a special surprise, then he’d sprung that on me!

I pulled on my jacket, but as I marched down the hallway I slowed, realizing I was still wearing the sexy Christmas costume the jerk had given me. Red velour with white marabou trim. The skirt was short enough to display the cute red-bowed garters holding up my fishnet stockings, the bodice scooped low enough to show plenty of cleavage.

My hip-length jacket didn’t cover nearly enough of me and… Oh, damn, all I wore on my feet were strappy, stiletto heels. No damn good in the knee deep snow on the ground this blustery Christmas Eve.

I stopped and glanced back at the apartment I’d just left. I couldn’t go outside like this, and I probably wouldn’t even be able to get a cab in this blizzard, but I sure as hell wasn’t going back there. Anyway, he was probably already dick-deep in that busty blonde.

I turned the corner to the elevator then stood staring at it, wondering what to do. I heard an apartment door open and my cheeks flushed, not wanting anyone to see me in this skimpy costume. I expected someone to walk around the corner and discover me, but then I heard another door open, followed by the sound of garbage sliding down a chute. I breathed a sigh of relief, then pushed the up button on the elevator.

I knew that my best friend, Brad, who lived in this building, had probably already left for his family Christmas in Elk’s Cove, a few hours drive from here, but if I was very lucky maybe, just maybe, he would be late leaving. Then he could help me out.

The elevator arrived and I got on board, then selected the twelfth floor. A few minutes later, I stood outside his door at the end of the hall and knocked. Then knocked again.

Finally, I realized my luck had run out.

I shook the powdery snow from my jacket as I rode up the elevator. I’d only gotten a few miles when I’d realized that the three hour drive would probably be six in this weather, if I made it at all. I loved