The Holiday Boyfriend

by Twyla Turner

  “Hike up your dress and sit on the desk,” he ordered.

  Noelle didn’t even think about hesitating. She wanted him and whatever he was about to do to her. She couldn’t even pretend she didn’t. She slid the dress up past her hips and ass, and got up onto the desk.

  He rested his elbows on the armrests of her chair and steepled his fingers in front of his lips. “Undo your stockings.”

  Her fingers trembled as she followed his instructions. Once she was finished, Jake stood up abruptly. He gripped the hem of her dress where it was bunched at her waist and lifted the material up and over her head.

  “Stand.”

  She did.

  He stepped back and eyed her from head to toe in nothing but her lace control slip, stockings, and knee-high boots.

  “Turn.”

  She faced away from him.

  Noelle felt Jake’s hand on her shoulder. He gently applied pressure and she bent forward. His hand slid down her back as she laid flush against her desktop. Her cheek pressed against the cool wood.

  She felt her slip being pushed up her backside, exposing her black lace boyshorts. He must have stopped to take in the vision of her bent over her desk with her ass in the air, because she heard and felt nothing for a few beats.

  “It’s like unwrapping the best present ever.”

  His fingertips caressed the skin above the waistline of her panties. He gently peeled them over her bottom and down her legs. His rough hands splayed over her naked ass. Noelle’s breath hitched when she felt his teeth on her right cheek. He nibbled gently at each globe and she squirmed under his attentions. She wanted so much more.

  A moment later, he gave her what she wanted. Jake buried his face between her cheeks, stuck out his tongue, and stroked her from clit to her little rosette. Noelle cried out and gripped the edge of her desk.

  “Jake!”

  “Mmm…” came his muffled reply.

  With every stroke of Jake’s curved tongue, Noelle’s knees trembled and finally gave out on her.

  Jake caught her before she could fall. Noelle’s eyes widened when he lifted her onto the desk with little effort. That’s a first.

  “Lie back,” he instructed her.

  Noelle did as she was told. Jake sat in her chair and rolled it forward. He placed her feet on the armrests. His hands gripped her knees and spread them wide. She was left open and vulnerable.

  He took advantage of that, teasing her with soft kisses down each thigh. Noelle felt if she didn’t find release soon, she’d lose her damn mind.

  “Jake, please!”

  “Please what?”

  “Please make me come.”

  The last word barely passed her lips before his mouth was on her. He licked up her cleft and swirled his tongue around her clit.

  “Aaaaaah!” Noelle cried out.

  Jake wrapped his lips around her button and sucked gently as he rolled his tongue against it. Within seconds Noelle rolled her hips against his mouth, close to the edge. She hadn’t been with anyone skilled at oral in years. It didn’t take long for her to reach the peak. Jake sped up his flicks just a little and she shattered.

  “UNGH!” She practically wept into the open space of her office.

  Her hips bucked and shuddered, yet he refused to release her. Noelle pushed against his forehead, and he still pressed on. His tongue danced lightly but quickly over her clit.

  “Shit. Shit. Shiiiiiiit!” Noelle hissed.

  A second orgasm crashed over her.

  “JAKE!!! Oh my God! Pleeeeease!” She gripped his head against her and fucked his mouth as if she hadn’t just asked him to take mercy on her.

  Jake released her on a harsh gasp. Head thrown back as if he’d just broken through water and desperately needed that first breath.

  He quickly stood, undid his jeans, and released his massive cock. Noelle had almost forgotten how big it was. But she didn’t have time to contemplate it, for the moment he was free of the confines of his jeans, Jake stroked in smoothly, burying himself to the base.

  Noelle inhaled on a sharp breath. She couldn’t scream or cry out. The feel of him robbed her of her voice. The shock of being able to take him fully left her with no words anyway.

  “You see why you needed those two orgasms?” Jake leaned forward and panted against her mouth. He pulled out to the tip. “So, you could take all of this.”

  He ended the sentence with a plunge back into her depths.

  “F-Fuuuuuck!” Noelle finally cried as her back lifted off the desk.

  “Does that feel good, pretty girl?”

  “Yes. God, yes!” Noelle’s head fell back.

  Jake took the opening to kiss, bite, and lick the sensitive skin of her throat. Noelle wrapped her legs around his waist and pressed her heels into his ass. Jake took the silent request. He wrapped his arms around her waist, pressed his forehead to her chest, holding her tight, and increased his speed.

  When he’d said he would fuck her hard on her desk, she’d thought that maybe it was a figure of speech. It was not.

  Their skin clapped together. Her arousal and feminine cum sounded so wet and erotic to her ears with each of his thrusts. She clutched at his back just trying to hang on.

  Noelle had never come from penetrative sex. She didn’t expect to this time either. So, the sudden fluttering of her pussy almost went unnoticed. Jake grasped her ass and used his hips to roll into her. He punctuated the end of each roll with a hard slam into her. That beautiful curve of his shaft made his cockhead hit that hidden spot within her.

  An intense wave hit Noelle. She gasped as she tensed. Then stars burst behind her eyelids before everything went dark.

  Noelle’s pussy clenched around Jake’s cock and he exploded inside of her.

  “Fuck, Noelle!” Jake shouted out as he pumped until the last drop was drained.

  He collapsed on top of her, melting into her. It took him a moment to catch his breath. He looked up at her and she was literally out. Unresponsive.

  Jake bent over her. He caressed a hand down her face.

  “Noelle? Noelle?!” He shook her shoulders a bit, afraid of being too rough.

  “Hmm…” She hummed softly.

  “Jesus! Are you okay?”

  “Yeah. I think I may have blacked out.”

  “What?!?”

  “Yeah. I know.”

  “I’m sorry. That’s never happened before.”

  “Don’t apologize. Seriously. Dick so good that you black out is nothing to complain about.”

  Jake dropped his head down onto her tummy and his shoulders began to shake with his laughter and relief. Noelle began to giggle and soon they’d both dissolved into a fit of laughter.

  “That scared the shit outta me though,” Jake admitted.

  “Your fault. Not mine. Maybe you should warn somebody about that thing.” Noelle gestured in the vicinity of his dick that was still hanging out of his pants.

  “Hey, no one has ever fainted on me before. How was I supposed to know you’d faint like those goat videos?”

  Noelle completely lost it. Jake couldn’t help laughing with her.

  “Oh, it hurts. It hurts!” Noelle said clutching her stomach.

  “We should probably fix ourselves and get back downstairs before someone starts missing you and come looking,” Jake suggested.

  “Yeah, you’re right.”

  Noelle stood and then froze.

  “What?”

  “Oh, nothing. Just your man juice making a reappearance.”

  “Oh my God!”

  “It’s okay. Just grab me a couple of tissues from that drawer.” Noelle pointed to the top drawer of her desk.

  “No, I mean, I’m never so reckless.” Jake swiped a hand down his face before finding her some tissue. “I always wear protection and if I’m dating someone seriously then I make sure she’s on birth control before I cum inside her. I just kinda lost myself this time.”

  “Well, for one, I’m flattered that I made you
lose control. Two, I’m clean. And three, I have an IUD, so no babies.”

  Jake released the breath he’d been holding.

  “I’m clean too, by the way. I got tested six months ago, after I ended it with the last woman I was seeing.”

  “Same!” Noelle said surprised. “You had a six-month dry spell too?”

  “I did. That’s why I came so fast.”

  “I didn’t notice because it worked out just fine for me.”

  “Yeah, I could tell.”

  Noelle choked down another giggle.

  “I’m never gonna live that down.”

  “Probably not.”

  They continued to tease each other and exchange kisses as they adjusted their clothing. Once they inspected each other and found they were presentable, they left her office.

  Noelle suggested taking bathroom breaks before heading back to the party. Jake finished first and leaned against the wall to wait for his date. When she walked back out, warmth began in his heart and then spread throughout his body.

  “What?” She asked as she smiled back at him.

  “Nothing. You just look beautiful. And you’re glowing. And I wouldn’t mind if maybe I was the reason why.” Jake felt his face heat.

  “Don’t worry. You are.”

  Jake held out his hand. Noelle walked over and took it. He pulled her to him and bent down for a quick kiss.

  They walked back into the Light Court and the party was in full swing. A few of Noelle’s coworkers were in a lot less clothing than they started with. Shoes were kicked off, jackets were left on the backs of chairs, and ties were undone. The music was still pumping and the dancefloor still hopping.

  “I’ll grab us some more drinks. You go make an appearance with your coworkers. And if anyone asks, you were giving me the tour.”

  Noelle chuckled. “Like they’ll believe that. Especially with that shit-eating grin on your face.”

  Jake just winked and strode off. He nodded to some of the people he’d already met as he wove his way through the throngs of people. It took a few minutes to grab her rosé and his beer.

  As he approached Noelle from behind, he heard her colleague over the music.

  “So, what made you decide to date a mechanic? That doesn’t seem to be your style.”

  Jake froze.

  “Right?! I never thought I’d date a blue-collar guy either. And honestly, I wasn’t too sure with this one. You know. The dirty fingers that can never get fully clean, grimy clothes after work, and sitting back drinking beers. Gross, right?”

  Jake’s heart stopped and then roared in his ears and he could hear nothing else. He felt the sting of tears at the back of his eyes, but he clenched his jaw and instead turned on his heel. He slammed the drinks on a table, got his coat from coat check, and strode out of the building.

  He pulled out his phone and requested an Uber home. He’d pick up his car at her place in the morning. He’d had too much to drink to drive it.

  She can find her own way home.

  After he was done getting his Uber, he pulled up his contacts and social media and blocked her on both.

  ~~~

  “Gross, right?”

  “Right.”

  “No, wrong! It’s sexy as hell! My mind has been completely changed. When I first met him, he was in those coverall things. He had some dirt on his face and his hands were all grimy and it was like he walked out of a calendar of hot guys who work with their hands. The dirt didn’t even bother me.

  And he’s so sweet! And he loves his family. And my family loves him. He’s literally the most thoughtful man I’ve ever dated compared to these so-called refined suit and tie guys.”

  “Well, it sounds like you’ve met your person,” her office friend Karen smiled at her.

  “I think so.” Noelle looked around the room. “Speaking of, where is my person?”

  “I don’t know.”

  “Excuse me,” Noelle said.

  She walked over to the bar, but he wasn’t there. She looked around the room but didn’t see him anywhere.

  “Hey, did you guys see my date?”

  “He walked up to you with drinks but stopped. He slammed down the drinks and stormed out shortly after. He looked pissed.” Chad the douche said snidely.

  Noelle scowled. What could’ve set him off?

  She retraced the last ten minutes. Her mouth popped open a moment later. Oh, no! He overheard me!

  Noelle pulled out her phone and tried to call Jake but it went straight to voicemail. She shot him a quick text. But her phone said, ‘Could not be delivered.’

  Did he block me?

  She tapped on her social media app. She typed in his name in the search bar and nothing came up.

  Oh my God! He blocked me on everything.

  “Are you okay?” One of her coworkers asked.

  “I…I have to go.”

  “Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!” Some of her coworkers said.

  “Happy New Year.” Noelle replied distractedly as she hurried off.

  She got her coat from coat-check and headed for the door. She ordered an Uber home. She could barely see the screen of her phone with the tears blurring her vision.

  How could one of the most amazing days of her life turn out so horribly?

  It was the Monday after the party and the day before Christmas Eve, and Jake had given everyone the day off. He didn’t want to be around anyone. He wasn’t exactly good company at the moment. And he figured he’d let them have a long weekend to prepare for and enjoy the holiday.

  “You sure you’ve got this on your own?” Demetrius asked him.

  “Yeah. It’s just a couple of cars that need work. And if more than I can handle comes in, I’ll call you. Or I’ll just tell them to come back after Christmas.”

  “Sounds good,” D hesitated. “Are you sure you’re alright?”

  Jake felt that familiar sting at the back of his eyes that he’d felt ever since he’d heard Noelle talk shit about his profession.

  “I’m fine, man.”

  “No, you’re not. But I’ll leave you alone. I’ll be here when you’re ready, though.”

  Jake swallowed thickly.

  “Thanks, D.”

  “No problem.” D clapped a hand on his shoulder. “You’re my brother, man. I’ll always be here.”

  Jake just nodded. He doubted he could get words past his clogged throat anyway. Demetrius left without another word.

  Jake spent the next couple of hours working on the cars that customers had left for them to fix over the holiday. He blasted music through the sound system they’d gotten installed some years ago. It was a mixture of hip-hop and rock. All with hard pulsing beats and angry lyrics to go with his mood.

  His mind was so occupied with what he was doing, and the music was so loud that he didn’t hear her come in.

  He felt a hand on his back and one word, “Jake.”

  He jumped and spun around. Standing behind him was the woman who’d hurt him more than any woman he’d ever dated.

  “Fuck, Noelle! You scared the shit outta me.”

  “Sorry.”

  “What are you doing here? What do you want?” He said harshly and turned away from her.

  She looked gorgeous as usual. She wore ripped leggings, an oversized sweatshirt that hung off one shoulder, and a pair of comfy boots. But today she was devoid of makeup or any other artifice. Just some lip gloss on her full lips. And Jake hated to admit it, but she was as beautiful as ever.

  “I needed to speak to you. And since you’ve blocked me on every social media outlet and in your contacts, I had to come here.”

  “There’s nothing you can say to me.”

  “You don’t know that.” She reached out and touched his back again. “Jake, look at me.”

  He spun around and the look on his face made her jump back.

  “Don’t touch me, Noelle. You might get dirty.”

  “Ja-”

  “Naw, I don’t wanna hear it. Wh
y did you really come here? You say you don’t like men who work hard for a living, who get dirty for a living. But you sure didn’t mind me fingering you in a car or fucking you on your office desk. So, what? Did you come to get fucked good one more time? You like slumming it with the common folk? You like to get a little dirty while you get fucked hard, before you go back to your boring ass suit and tie guy?” Jake sneered leaning down to get in her face.

  Noelle’s hand cracked him across the cheek. His head turned with the impact. He slowly turned back to look at her. She held firm, not willing to back down.

  Fire burned in her eyes. Her nostrils flared. Her pupils were dilated. She licked her bottom lip. Jake knew she was angry and hurt. Good. But she was something else too.

  Jake’s hand shot out and gripped her jaw, leaving engine grease marks in the shape of his fingers on her cheeks. She gasped and his lips claimed hers. His tongue dipped in and she kissed him back, fighting for dominance. Her hands balled into tiny fists and she beat against his chest.

  His fingers tangled in the hair at the nape of her neck. He pulled her head back and kissed down her neck. Noelle’s hands on his chest gripped his coveralls. She pulled hard and the snaps came undone. He let her go and her hands shoved the top half of his jumpsuit down his arms and it dangled around his hips. She grasped his black t-shirt and pulled it up over his head. Finally seeing him without a shirt, it felt like her eyes burned his skin as she gazed at him hungrily. He felt her soft fingers trail over his defined chest, and down his flexing abs.

  The playlist changed songs and the hard beat of Closer by Nine Inch Nails pumped through the speakers. Noelle’s tiny fingers slipped under the gray sweatpants he wore under his coveralls and wrapped around him. Jake groaned and found her lips once more. He sucked her bottom lip into his mouth and bit down hard enough to make her gasp, but not hard enough to break the skin.

  Jake turned and slammed the hood of the little Jaguar closed. He gripped Noelle’s neck and pushed her down over the hood. He lifted her sweatshirt and began to tug down her leggings. Noelle’s hands joined in to help. They were both mindless in their rage and need for each other.

  The moment her pussy was bared to him, Jake plunged in from behind. They both gasped at the feel. Their legs shook with it. She was already so wet that her pussy was easily able to take more than half of him.