“A glass of red,” I tell him. “Wait! No!” Red wine always turns my teeth red and I end up looking like a vampire after her lunch. “I’ll just have a beer instead.”
He hands me a Heineken and I stand around awkwardly as I sip on it. My eyes scan the crowd looking for one person, but I don’t see him anywhere.
Everyone seems to know each other and I feel incredibly left out. A woman comes to the bar and orders a white wine.
“Hello,” she says when she sees me all alone. “I haven’t seen you around the office. Are you the wife or girlfriend of one of our workers?”
Shit.
“Yes,” I say with a gulp.
“Oh, that’s nice,” she says with a smile. “Who?”
“Ummm…” I mumble as I quickly look around the room. I spot the singer dressed up as Santa. “Christopher…” I say, looking around. “Heineken.”
“Oh,” she says as her forehead creases into a frown. She looks down at the Heineken in my hand and then looks back up at me with a skeptical look. “I’ve never heard of him. What department does he work in?”
“He’s in the a… lingerie department.”
What?!?! Are you freaking serious, Kelly?!?! The lingerie department!!!
It was the first department I could think of.
“Right,” she says as she looks at me funny. She takes her wine and leaves without saying another word. She’s probably thinking I crashed the party for the free booze, which isn’t entirely untrue.
I knew this was a bad idea. Alicia said it would be fine and now she’s nowhere to be seen.
The band finishes the song and then a lady steps onto the stage. A spotlight hits her as everyone cheers.
“Go, Margaret!” someone hollers from the crowd.
“I don’t want to interrupt the party for long,” she says as she looks out at the crowd. “I just wanted to introduce our wonderful fearless leader… Trevor Benotti!”
The crowd erupts in cheers as the man of my dreams walks onto the stage with so much confidence that you’d swear he owned the world.
My heart starts pounding as he thanks Margaret and takes the microphone from her. I can’t wait to hear his voice. I find myself leaning forward as he brings the mic to his sexy lips.
His tattoo continues along his wrist and ends on the back of his hand and my core clenches at the sight of the sexy ink.
“Good evening, everyone,” he says in a rich deep voice that makes the hairs on my arms stand straight up.
He begins thanking everyone for coming as I imagine what he smells like. He probably smells like sex and happiness mixed up in one sensual package. I’m so captivated by him that I can’t even hear his words, just the deep drawl of his low thick voice. I would orgasm on the spot if I heard my name coming from his mouth.
I can’t even imagine what it would be like to be with a man like that. It would be a true Christmas miracle.
I’d give it up in a second for him, and I’ve never said that before. Boys have tried to get in my pants over the years, but I’ve never wanted any of them. Now I know why. They were just boys. What I wanted, what I needed, was a man. A man like Trevor Benotti.
“But who I really want to thank are the wives and husbands or our wonderful employees,” he goes on as everybody cheers.
I’m barely listening as I stare at his wide chest, picturing what it would be like to grab ahold of his shirt and rip it open. I’d love to send his buttons scattering on the floor as his tattooed hand slid up my dress.
Oh, Kelly… this is not the time or place to be getting wet…
I clench my thighs together, feeling the wetness seeping out of me. I can’t help it.
This man has some kind of a voodoo spell over me. It’s unnerving. It’s undeniable.
I just might have to hand in an application at Redemtech on Monday morning. I could just picture myself stalking the halls to get a look at him, staring at him in the cafeteria as he ate, calling his phone and hanging up. I haven’t even talked to this guy yet and I’m already turning into a crazy stalker.
My eyes are focused on his sensual lips as he tells everyone how much he appreciates them all. I’m wondering if they’re as soft as they look when all of a sudden, he looks right at me.
His stunning grey eyes lock on me and he freezes up as we stare at each other. The words fall from his mouth and he stares at me in silence.
The whole banquet hall is silent and I swear that everyone can hear my heart pounding in my chest as those tantalizing grey eyes bore into me.
There’s a cough from somewhere and it’s starting to get really awkward as people begin to look around. There’s a nervous energy to the crowd that grows with every silent second and my cheeks start to get very hot.
Trevor doesn’t care. He never takes his heated eyes off me.
I catch myself and then start to panic. Shit. Shit. Shit.
He knows…
I swallow hard as I wonder where the hell Alicia is. She was supposed to stay with me!
He knows I crashed the party and that I’m nothing but an imposter. What else could explain why he’s staring at me so intensely?
Oh my god, this is so embarrassing. I want to crumple up into a ball and hide. I wish I never came. He’s seconds away from having security drag me out of here in front of everyone while Alicia pretends like she has no idea who I am.
Ferret guy won’t even talk to me after that.
I put my beer down on the bar and quickly start moving.
“Excuse me,” I whisper as I push through the crowd as fast as I can while still remaining subtle.
When I break through near the door, I turn back to see if he’s still looking at me.
Crap. He is.
His grey eyes look so intense as he stares me down, looking like he doesn’t know where he is or what he’s doing. His lips are parted as he watches me.
“Well, that was fun,” I mumble as I exit the room. “Now, excuse me while I get the fuck out of here.”
I start running as fast as I can on my heels, along the hall, down the magical staircase, which now just seems obnoxiously large, through the lobby and out the door.
“Oh, that was close,” I say as I take a deep breath of the cool winter air. It’s cold out and I don’t have my coat, but I’ll just send Alicia a text to make sure she picks it up. It’s the least she can do after ditching me with King of the ferrets.
I run left to get as far from the hotel as I can and then start trying to wave down a cab.
Next year, I’ll stick to my sad little Christmas party of me and my cat.
I’m outta here!
Chapter Three
Trevor
My whole body is numb as I watch her go. I can’t move.
A coldness has gripped my core and there’s a heaviness in my stomach as I watch her rush through the door.
What is happening to me?
My heart is thundering in my chest so hard that it feels like it’s going to burst out in front of all of my confused employees. My back is slick with sweat. I can’t fucking breathe.
There are hundreds of eyes staring up at me, but all I can think about or focus on is her.
I was in the middle of my speech when I spotted her. It was like getting struck by lightning and everything stopped. The world stopped spinning on its axis. The ocean waves settled. Time slowed to a crawl.
All I could do was stare at the most stunning brown eyes imaginable that were looking back at me. I’d never seen her before. I would definitely remember that.
She doesn’t work here, which means she must be someone’s girlfriend or wife. I’m sorry for them, because I won’t stop at anything until I get her. There’s nothing I won’t do.
I’m a man who gets what he wants and what I want just ran out that door.
Her long golden hair fell on her bare shoulders in waves. She’s wearing the most spectacular red dress that hugs her thick body and shows off her huge tits. I love a big girl with curves and she has them
in spades.
She’s perfect. Big hips that would be just right to deliver all the babies I plan on breeding into her, a wide ass that would be more than a handful, and full voluptuous breasts that I can’t wait to see bouncing up and down in front of my face while her tight little pussy rides my long hard cock.
Someone takes the microphone out of my hand and it snaps me out of my daze. It’s Margaret and she has a strained smile on her face as she looks at me.
“Everything okay?” she asks through closed teeth.
“No,” I gasp. Nothing is okay. She’s not in my arms where she belongs and that’s not okay.
I have to catch up to her. This city has over eight million people in it and I’ll have to tear it apart to find her again.
Everyone gasps as I leap off the stage and start sprinting through the crowd. People jump out of the way, but I slam into a couple of the slower ones with my shoulders. I hear a glass fall and break behind me. There’s no time to apologize, there’s no time for anything but finding her.
I fly out of the room and rush down the stairs, taking three at a time as my heart pounds in terror. What if she’s gone? What if I can’t find her?
The thought of her out there in this rough city with other men looking at her and touching her makes me want to scream. I picture men bumping into her in the subway or on the sidewalk and I want to break something. She’s my girl and I don’t want to share her with anyone else.
I sprint through the lobby and explode out of the front doors before the doorman has a chance to open them.
The air is cold on my sweaty skin as I look right then left, desperate to find her.
Yes!
I spot her a block down getting into a cab.
“Wait!” I holler as I start running.
My stomach sinks when the door closes. The cab starts rolling.
The traffic is running in my direction so I run onto the road right toward the oncoming car. With a grunt, I leap onto it and slam my body into the windshield. It cracks into spiderwebs and the taxi screeches to a stop, rolling me off the hood onto the wet pavement.
Fuck…
That hurt. I struggle to catch my winded breath as the cab driver gets out and slams his door.
“What the hell was that?!?” he screams at me. “Look at my fucking windshield!”
I reach into the inside pocket of my suit jacket and pull out a wad of cash.
“Here,” I grunt as I shove it at him without looking—my eyes are trying to see her through the busted windshield.
“This is like five grand,” he says, staring at me in shock.
It was for the band. I was just about to pay them.
“Keep it,” I say as I stumble to the back door. My pulse is racing as I grab the handle and open it.
She’s sitting there staring up at me in shock.
Fuck… She’s even more perfect up close.
“Did you just get hit by the car?” she asks as her wide brown eyes stare at me in disbelief. “Are you okay?”
I shake out the pain in my body and stand up straight. “What’s your name?” I ask her. I have to know.
She swallows hard as she stares at me. “Kelly.”
“Kelly,” I whisper as I close my eyes. I could die happy in this moment. If the car had killed me, I’d die with a smile on my face just from being next to her.
I offer her my hand and she just stares at it like I’m crazy. “Come with me, Kelly.”
“Where? To the hospital?”
“Back to the party. Why did you leave?”
She nibbles her bottom lip as she looks up at me with an unsure look on her face. “I don’t really work there.”
My hands squeeze into fists as my whole body hardens with rage. I’m breathing heavily as I try to keep my voice steady and under control. It’s not an easy thing to do. “Who is your boyfriend?” I already checked her hand and there’s no ring on her finger. I don’t know if I would have survived seeing a wedding ring on her.
Her eyes drop and her cheeks go pink with embarrassment. I can’t handle this girl. She even looks stunning when she’s embarrassed…
“I don’t… a, exactly… um, have a… boyfriend.”
My whole body is burning as I stare at her.
“My friend brought me here,” she says as she looks back into my eyes. “She said it was okay.”
“It was okay,” I say as the sweet sense of relief fills every inch of my body. “It was more than fucking okay. Tell me who it is so I can give them a raise.”
“She was bringing me to the party to meet a guy.”
“Who?” I hiss out through clenched teeth. My whole body tenses when I think about hunting this guy down and slamming my fists into him.
She swallows hard as she looks up at me. “Greg.”
“Greg who?”
“I don’t know his last name, but I’m pretty convinced that he’s made love with at least one ferret. If that helps.”
I just stare at her as all of these possessive feelings begin to take over. I want her to be mine. I need her to be mine.
She’s coming with me even if I have to throw her over my shoulder and drag her back to the party.
“Come with me,” I say again as I hold out my hand. “Please.”
She looks at me for a long moment and then slides her soft hand into mine. I moan at the first touch that definitely won’t be the last.
I guide her out of the cab and step back to take a long look at her stunning figure. Her hips are wide and thick just how I like them. My mouth waters when I imagine gripping them hard with both hands as I thrust my hard cock into her tight little pussy.
“Are you okay?” she asks as she looks at me funny.
Her beautiful voice snaps me out of my daze and I just stare back at her in awe. “I’m good now. Let’s go back to the party.”
She nods. “Okay.”
The driver is on his phone, not looking too worried about his windshield. It’s only going to cost a couple of hundred bucks to fix and he’s got five grand for his trouble, plus the next couple of days off while they fix it.
He waves to us as we leave. “Merry Christmas!” he shouts.
“Merry Christmas,” Kelly says as she waves back at him. “Sorry about your car!”
“You stay with me for the rest of the night, okay?” I say as I hold onto her arm like it’s the only thing keeping me from falling.
She looks at me sideways as we walk through the doors and back into the lobby of the hotel. “You’re the big boss, aren’t you?”
“I am.”
She swallows hard and the sight makes my cock jerk in my pants. I’ve been rock hard since the moment I touched her.
“Then, what’s going on here? Why me?”
I stop and take a deep breath as I look her over. She’s absolutely perfect. I can’t imagine a more beautiful creature ever existed in the history of the universe.
“I’m a man who takes what he wants,” I say, trying to make her see.
She looks confused. “And what do you want?”
“Isn’t it obvious?” I can’t stop staring at her. “I want you, Kelly. And I’m going to have you.”
Her face drops in shock. “You are?”
“Oh yeah, red,” I say as I look down at the way her big tits are swelling in her red dress. “I’m going to have every inch of you. And I’m not going to let you go.”
She tilts her head and a smirk appears on her lips. “Is this a joke? Did Alicia set you up to this? Where is she?”
She starts looking around for her friend, but I’m not playing any games. I grab her jaw with my hand and crush my lips to hers. The whole room starts to spin as I claim her mouth with a deep kiss.
This girl is not laughing anymore when I pull away.
She takes a breath as she looks at me with new eyes. “I see…”
“And do you feel it?” I ask. “I want you, Kelly. And I won’t be denied.”
Her eyes widen as she stares at me. She st
arts waving her hand in front of her face to cool down her warm pink cheeks. “I think I need a drink.”
I smile as I take her hand, threading my fingers through hers, and guide her up the stairs and back to the party.
My employees and their spouses begin to look at us as we walk back into the room. I know I must look crazy to them. I ran out in the middle of my speech and came back in with a girl on my arm. They probably think I’m losing it.
They’re right. I’m losing my mind over this girl. I don’t know what she’s doing to me, but I can’t fucking think straight.
I keep my head in the air as I proudly walk with this beauty back to the stage.
“No!” she whispers as she pulls me back with panic shining in her brown eyes when she realizes where I’m taking her. “I’m not going up there!”
“You’re my girl now,” I whisper to her. “I need everyone to know that. Just trust me, okay?”
She looks up at me for a long moment and then lets me bring her up.
A girl in the crowd drops her drink and it shatters on the floor. My eyes dart over to the sound and I see the pretty girl from HR staring at us like we’re a bunch of aliens. I guess I found Kelly’s friend Alicia.
I clear my throat as I take the microphone once again. “I left because I wanted to introduce you to my girl. This is Kelly and she’s mine.”
My eyes narrow on the crowd, daring anyone to try and take her from me.
Like a pitfall guarding a bone, I have what I want now and I’m not letting it go.
Chapter Four
Kelly
“What the hell is going on?” Alicia says when we finally catch up by the bar. “I see you having a great time with Greg and then the next time I see you, my boss has his arm wrapped around you with his hand on your ass??? Explain. Please.”
“First of all,” I say as I put my hand up between us. “Greg? Ew.”
“What’s wrong with Greg?”
“Oh, honey,” I say as I shake my head. “So, so much.”
“Okay, forget about Greg,” she says so fast her words blur into one. “How did you and Trevor… get together? Are you two together?”
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