Her Secret Santa: A Christmas Protector Romance (Perfect Kisses Book 3)

by Miley Maine

  She’d thrown herself into martial arts and was really good. She was fast and accurate. She could anticipate movements before they happened, and she had a real aggressive streak to her. On top of that she’d been shooting regularly at the range and was so accurate. She’d learned so much about firearms, and she’d even branched out into learning martial arts weapons. Her skills with the nunchakus were amazing.

  At work she was full of new ideas and she worked tirelessly on projects until everything was perfect. Barb had become a bit pissed off at her because Julie did everything better than her and she might logically be running the team soon. It was not personal against Barb, and there was not a bit of nepotism involved, but Julie was fantastic at what she did. We had dramatically increased profits this current quarter and a big part of that was due to Julie’s input. I loved to watch her work.

  “So, what are your plans for Christmas?” Sophie asked Julie.

  She looked at me and reached over to hold my hand. “Well,” Julie said. “We’ve talked about taking a nice trip to Paris. We are inviting my family and his mom. Would the two of you like to join us? I realize if you have plans with your own families, but it would be such a blast for all of us to party in Paris from just before Christmas until after New Year’s. How amazing would that be?”

  “I think it would be awesome!” Quinton said. “Hell yeah. You can count me in. What about you, Sophie?”

  She looked at him and then at Julie. Then she shrugged and smiled. “Sure. My family sees me too much anyway. They could use the break.”

  We all held up our glasses and toasted. “To a holiday season we will never forget,” I said.

  “Here, here!” They all chimed in.

  “So, what about that guy that attacked you?” Sophie asked.

  Quinton gave her a sharp look and an eye roll. Sometime Sophie could say the wrong thing at the wrong time. It was one of those things that she and Quinton both had in common. Sophie immediately regretted putting her foot in her mouth, but Julie eased the tension with her easygoing smile.

  “It’s fine,” she said. “He is on his way to jail. Now that they have him in custody and he isn’t making any deals up here, he is ratting out a bunch of his old buddies as well. He thinks he is buying himself some freedom, but he isn’t.”

  I shook my head. “The DA up here is a friend of Derek, a police officer friend of mine who arrested Saul. And he tells me that they are going to throw the book at him for attempted murder and kidnapping. So, he is going away forever.”

  “Wow, that is great,” Sophie said “I don’t know how you’ve come through it all. I would be so messed up.”

  “It wasn’t easy,” Julie said. “But life goes on. I had the right support system. Now, onto some better things.”

  “Right,” Sophie said. “We do have some news,” she said as we were all sitting there.

  “Really? What’s that?” I asked.

  Sophie looked over at Quinton who nodded to her that it was time. He smiled. “I’m pregnant.”

  We gasped. Then I started clapping and Julie reached out her hand to Sophie. “That’s amazing. I’m so happy for you. That’s fantastic.”

  “Yeah, we are excited. I’m also nervous. I mean, this man is going to be someone’s father. Poor kid. He or she is going to be looking at me one day asking me why I chose him.”

  Quinton pretended to be offended. “Well, you wouldn’t let me pull out that time…”

  I couldn’t control my laughter. “Damn, you guys don’t pull any punches do you?”

  “No, we don’t. It’s important to express yourself in a relationship.”

  “I agree,” Julie said. “That’s what keeps things fresh and exciting.”

  “Yeah, that is what it’s all about,” I said. “You got to keep it fresh…”

  I couldn’t stop laughing. “Does this mean no more extreme stunts?” I asked.

  “Yeah, I guess so,” Sophie said sadly.

  “I bet this one is so broken up over that…” I teased.

  Quinton smiled and held up his hands. “Hey, I’ve come a long way. I really do look forward to these stunts now. I’ve become a total adrenaline junky, but you know I got a kid on the way now, so I have to totally clean up my act.”

  I nodded and pretended that I believed him all. “I am happy for you, man. You will be a great father. You’ll both be awesome parents.”

  “Thanks,” Sophie said. Then she added, “When do you two think you will have a little one on the way?”

  I expected Julie to freak out a bit at the thought and maybe choke on her drink, but she didn’t. She just sat there and smiled with her hand on her chin as if she was thinking about the idea. Then she looked over at me with those beautiful eyes. I leaned forward and kissed the air at her. She did it back and we both smiled.

  “Well, we could at any time I guess,” I said. “We haven’t really talked much about that. Did you guys?”

  “No, it was just something that happened. We didn’t plan for it, but now we are so excited that I can’t believe we weren’t trying for this before.”

  “Interesting,” I said. “What do you think Julie?”

  “I think everything happens to everyone at the right time. If it happens for us, then it will surely happen.”

  We finished chatting for a few moments and then Julie and I decided to have a nice dance together. It felt good to just be together and dance to the music around us, as if no one else was even there. Everyone was having a blast at the party though. And I was becoming more and more fond of the Alaska mansion. I typically only spent a few months a year there, mostly during the hunting season, or when I just wanted to get away from things for a bit. But Julie loved it so much that we were spending a lot of our time there.

  “I have some good news,” I said.

  “What’s that?”

  “Construction has been completed on our offices here in Anchorage.”

  Julie’s eyes went wide with glee. “That’s great.”

  “Yeah, I think so. That means we can work here a lot more and spend even less time in Los Angeles.”

  “That’s fantastic,” she said. “I really do love it up here. And I think it will be a great place to raise a family. You want one, don’t you?”

  “I do,” I said. “I want a family very badly. You know that I’ve always wanted one. I just wasn’t sure how soon you wanted to get started on that.”

  “Anytime. I love you. I know you and I are in this for the long haul. I don’t see how we could ever not be together.”

  “I don’t either,” I said. I rested my hands on her hips and pulled her to me. I inhaled her sweet-smelling perfume and just took in her warmth and heat so sweetly. It felt so good to be with her right there and then. I glanced over and saw her family watching as they mingled amongst some of my employees. I really liked her parents. They’d taken me in almost as one of their own, and we had become very close. They couldn’t thank me enough for rescuing their daughter, even though I tried to assure them that she didn’t need much rescuing. When her back was against the wall, she fought like the warrior that she was. And she was amazing.

  I was really glad they were here. It made what I was about to do so much easier.

  I kissed Julie sweetly and then said, “I’ll be back.”

  I walked away without giving her an explanation and made my way up to the front of the podium. I grabbed the microphone and motioned for them to cut the music. The music stopped and everyone suddenly noticed how loud they were being and quieted themselves down. I looked around and found Julie in the crowd standing there.

  I pointed to her and said, “Come forward, sweetie.”

  She glanced around a bit nervously. She had no idea what was about to happen now. I was very nervous myself. I’d worked and worked on keeping the nerves at bay and keeping them out of my voice but standing up there now with everyone watching me and knowing what I was about to do, the nerves came back with a vengeance.

  Julie cam
e up onto the stage and stood beside me. “What’s going on?”

  I smiled and winked at her.

  I swallowed hard and readjusted myself. I was in control of this. As I stood there for a moment watching everyone looking at me, it suddenly felt good. The nerves were almost gone; it was just me and my baby now.

  I spoke into the microphone. “Julie, you are the most amazing woman that I’ve ever known. Ever since you came into my world, my life has a meaning that it never had before. I never could have imagined being this happy and all of it is because of you. Would you do me the honor of being my wife?”

  I dropped to one knee and presented the ring to her, pulling the box out of my pocket.

  Her hands flew to her mouth as she began to cry in shock. She stood there, her body heaving as she tried to get control of herself. I had never seen her look happier or more beautiful. She smiled and shook her head for a yes as she leaned into the microphone. “Yes!” She exclaimed.

  I put the ring on her finger. Then I stood up and swooped her into my arms picking her up off her feet. I kissed her hard on the mouth and said, “I love you so much, baby. You are the most amazing thing that has ever happened to me.”

  The crowd of people were erupting in whoops and hollers in front of us. Quinton was standing on top of his table thrusting his hips towards the sky like a man possessed. He was trying to congratulate us while at the same time giving us an obscene gesture. That was Quinton for you. He was going to be my best man. Shit.

  “I’m so happy,” I said.

  “I had no idea you were going to do this,” she said. “I’m going to have to stay on my toes with you.”

  “Yes. I will do my best to keep you guessing,” I said. “And I will always be there for you.”

  I kissed her once more and held her up in the air as I swung her around.

  I stepped out of the bathroom in my Santa outfit and posed for Julie. She was lying naked on the bed right then. I told her I had another surprise for her, and she was very intrigued, even more so when I told her to get naked and meet me in the bedroom.

  The party was over, and everyone had gone home. We did stay later and hang out with family and our closest friends. After they all turned into bed, we decided to do the same. I had prepared for this earlier as well. I ordered the Santa suit online and I figured it would be a very festive and Christmas way to celebrate our new engagement.

  I stepped out of the bathroom with the suit on and I watched Julie as she laughed her ass off, almost spitting out the eggnog she was downing. She was a little bit tipsy, and so was I, if I’m being honest.

  “Uh, oh,” Julie said. “I’m afraid I’ve been very naughty this year, Santa.”

  “I know,” I said. “That is why I’m here. It’s time for me to teach you a lesson.”

  “Oh, don’t make it too hard,” she said. Julie sat the eggnog down on the nightstand and then climbed to the center of the bed and turned around to show me her hot, tight little ass. She reached back and spread out both cheeks. “Is that what you want, Santa?” she teased.

  “Now, that is the type of things that put you on the naughty list, young lady. You have to change your evil ways.”

  “I’ll try, but it just feels so good…”

  I sauntered over to the front of the bed. Julie watched my every move. First, I removed the jacket to reveal that I was not wearing a shirt. Julie’s eyes shifted over my body and watched with growing curiosity to see what else I was not wearing. I bent over and kissed her hard on the mouth just then, finishing with a long lick across those sweet lips of hers.

  She purred and then reached up and grabbed my dick through my pants. She pulled on it and licked her lips wickedly as she cackled.

  I stepped back and began to remove the pants to show her the boner she’d been tugging on a moment ago. I kicked off the boots and let the pants drop to the floor. But I kept the Santa hat and the beard on. Oh, yeah. I had to stay in character for this.

  She continued to laugh and smiled as her eyes ran over the length of my cock. I strode toward the bed and I was shocked when Julie grabbed my cock and pulled me to her. Without a moment’s hesitation, she plopped the cock in her mouth deeply, swallowing it down as far as she could.

  My legs shook and I almost toppled to the ground. I was able to balance myself by holding my hand against her shoulder. Then I shoved my cock down her throat at a slow and deliberate pace. She swallowed me down sweetly, using her strong throat muscles to massage the head of my cock as it slid down the back of her throat. Julie’s lips wrapped and suckled at the base of the cock as my balls rested gently against her chin.

  I watched the passion in her eyes. She loved this so much and it felt so damn good. I was going to come soon. I had to pull out and switch to the next step. I wanted to come inside of her tight pussy. I wanted her to come with me, both of us wrapped up inside the most amazing sensual experience the two of us could manage.

  I motioned for her to turn around. She did so, pressing that sweet ass up high for me. I looked at both beautiful holes just waiting for me. I licked my lips and then slid my long, hard prick into her tight pussy. I slid in deeply feeling her spreading around me. It was such a tight fit.

  “You like that? This is what happens to naughty girls,” I taunted.

  “Good. Fuck me hard… oh, fuck it!”

  I grabbed her hair with my left hand to hold on while I fucked her as hard as I could. Every single thrust was full of want and need. I pushed my cock into her as far as I possibly could waiting for her to explode with her epic orgasm. Mine was building. I could feel it working its way up, the tingling feeling from my nut sack. I was about to come…

  “Oh, shit… I’m going to come…” I murmured.

  “Fill me up,” she said.

  “You want me to fill you up? You want me to drown you in that cum?” I asked.

  “Yes!” she said.

  I let it go right then, my orgasm pounding hard inside of her. Her body quaked with the blast of it, her eyes rolling up inside of her head. A second later I felt her climax as well, squeezing me, wrenching everything I had to give out of my body and leaving me heaving and gasping for air on the bed.

  I took off the Santa hat and beard and let them drop to the floor. I was covered in sweat.

  “Thank you, Santa,” she giggled.

  I held her in my arms and kissed her. “You’re welcome, baby.”

  The two of us lay there until we started to fall asleep. Soon, I could hear Julie snoring. I held her in my arms feeling her warm body cooling with me. I ran my fingers softly over her stomach just above where her pussy began. It was warm and moist, the tiniest little bit of fuzz still there that I found so appealing.

  Julie had said yes. She was going to marry me. I was so thrilled that I barely knew how to accept this fact. I kept thinking that something was going to go wrong, and it wouldn’t happen. I had no idea what that was, but it was like a part of me didn’t believe that I really deserved to be this happy. But I had to quiet that voice. It was just the demons of the past trying to surface, trying to haunt me. Those voices needed to be silenced forever, but I knew they never would be. That pain that had shaped me to be how I am, it had worked its way so deeply inside of me so long ago that it would never release its grip on me. Not even Julie really understood that dark time of my life when I was younger, the healing I’d gone through.

  My childhood was dark, and I had never really healed from it. And then tragedy had struck me at an early age, even before the things she knew about happened. I sometimes still had dreams about it, but I was doing my best to deal.

  I still remembered vividly the night I had heard my father arguing with the man in his office in the basement of our house. Somehow the argument had turned violent. When I walked in, this other man was beating my father mercilessly with his fists. I grabbed a poker from the fireplace, and I cracked it over the man’s back.

  He turned on me and came at me, but I ducked under his attack and brought the
poker down over his head. I hit him three times hard and he stopped moving. My father recovered and told me he would take care of it. The man was arrested and sent to the hospital with a concussion. He died six months later of a brain hemorrhage. There had been no connection made between the beating I gave him and the brain hemorrhage. It was most likely not even related, but I’d never been able to convince myself that I hadn’t been responsible.

  I supposed I would never really know.

  But that pain, that guilt had stuck with me for so long. I kept thinking of how my father had been beaten down physically by this man and his fourteen-year-old son had come to his rescue. That sounded backwards to me. I decided right then and there that I would leave no area of my life without mastery. I would work out, become strong, train hard to fight by hand, to fight by weapon, and to be the best in business. So, I threw myself into this flurry of activity relentlessly.

  And it had worked out well for me, I supposed. But I knew that my father had never seen me in the same life again. He was embarrassed about it. He was not strong physically, or at least had never had that same aggression when it came to fighting that he had in business where he was basically a headhunter who could not be beaten.

  I was proud of myself, the way I had changed. I’d gone from being a tall, skinny kid to being strong, powerful, and very capable in all areas of my life. I hoped that one day I would teach my kids to be the same. I wanted them to be all that they could dream of.

  And I hoped that one day Julie and I had as many kids as we desired. I wanted the house to be full of kids, but if she only wanted to have a few then that was up to her. We would talk about it and come to an agreement. I knew that she would be such an amazing mother. I hoped I lived up to her expectations as a father. I believed that if I loved my children and always hoped to do right by them, then I would.

  But it was a big adjustment. I was going to be a family man, finally after all this time. I didn’t even realize how much I had dreamt of it until it was actually happening. I was going to be the best husband I could be. I never wanted to give Julie cause for alarm. I wanted to prove to her how much I deserved her and hope that she was never disappointed by me. I loved her more than I could ever truly express to her.