Page 14 of Say Merry Christmas, Boss

He lifted a brow and began rolling down my Christmas stockings, one leg at a time. He tantalizingly rolled them down my calves and threw them over his shoulder.

His lips met mine in a gentle caress, while his tongue ran the seam of my lips, a question without the words.

I opened, mingling my tongue with his, as I worked the buttons free on his dress shirt. Running my hands over his sculpted shoulders I pushed the material away, and he let it fall to the floor.

Holy stars.

He was packed with lean muscle, his chest was defined, and a divot ran down the middle of his stomach, to a happy trail of light hair, before meeting his hips where his flesh tapered in.

“Cheese and crackers.” I sighed.

He laughed and grabbed my ass, pulling me into him. Our skin felt like it sizzled where we touched. Like magnets connecting for the first time.

“I think you’re perfect too.” He said, still chuckling.

I ran my hands down his sides, noting the firmness of his body. He allowed me to slip my right hand into his pants and grip his length.

He was heavy and warm while I stroked him, ready to make good on his promises.

“I need you.” I said into his skin where his shoulder met his neck.

“So impatient,” he hummed authoritatively in my hair.

I nodded, because hot damn, I couldn’t wait. I needed his perfect fucking cock inside of me. And I needed it now.

I was slick and aching for him to slide between my thighs.

He lifted me off the counter and sat me on my feet, “let me watch you walk to my bed, Little Elf.”

I winked and did as he instructed, “first door on the right,” he said, and slapped my ass.

Twisting the handle, I opened the door. It was dark, but he flipped a switch and soft amber light illuminated his messy bed.

I didn’t care, we were going to make a mess of it anyway. “Lay down for me, doll.”

I did, backing up to the head board where I settled my head between his pillows. His spicy scent invaded my nostrils and I took a deep breath.

His hands landed on my feet, and I opened my eyes. His heated gaze was on mine, igniting an inferno of feelings in my body. He ran his hands over my ankles, calves, knees, thighs, trailing kisses behind his hands, alternating legs.

“I’m going to fuck you senseless, baby. I want my bed soaked in your cum, then I want you to say ‘thank you, Boss’ when I’m done with you.”

I nodded, because fuck, what else could I do. His words made mine disappear.

He kissed his way up my body, paying special attention to my breasts. Sucking the hard nipples into his mouth and gently nipping at them.

His lips finally met mine in a frenzied kiss.

“Turn over onto your stomach and lift your ass,” he whispered while sitting up to shift onto his knees, “then spread your fucking pussy open for me like the good little whore you are.”

Fuckingstars, I swear his words would be the death of me, but I did as he asked, leaning on my shoulder and reaching under my stomach to get between my legs. I used my fingers to pull myself apart, and exposed myself to him fully.

He groaned, “fucking hell,” before plunging into my pussy, bare and setting an unrelenting pace. His palm cracked across my ass as he worked me into a blissful frenzy.

Just when I felt my orgasm beginning he pulled out and I whimpered at the loss.

“Boss,” I whined.

“Yes, Little Elf?”

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