by Alexa Riley
I can’t help it. I go to her, pulling her into my arms and laughing with her.
Chapter Nine
I smile into his chest, loving the feeling of him laughing against me. The sound is loud and fills the room.
“I haven’t laughed like that in a long time.” He says and I pull back a little to look up at him. His hand comes up to my face and cups it. I wait, wondering if he’s going to kiss me again. “God, I’ve wanted this for so long.” He leans down, taking my lips in a sweet kiss that’s gentler than the ones before. “I swear your lips feel like rose petals. I didn’t know something could be so soft.”
He starts kissing me again, and I wrap my legs around his waist, my fingers digging into his chest. I want to be as close to him as possible. I didn’t know how starved I’d been of something like this. There’s a fear rising inside me, and I’m scared to let go of him. What happens when this all disappears?
Finally, he breaks away, panting hard, both of us trying to catch our breath.
“We only met yesterday, but why does it seem like you’ve known me longer?” I ask, my heartbeat in my throat.
His hands slide to my waist as he picks me up off the kitchen island, then moves them to my ass to keep a firm hold on me.
“I’m going to show you something, but I don’t want you to freak out.” I wrap my arms around his neck as he starts to move. He leaves the kitchen, and I worry he won’t be able to carry me, but his strong arms don’t even strain with my weight. I lay my head against his neck, breathing him in, listening to the even beats of his heart. He could probably show me anything right now and I wouldn’t care.
When I feel my butt rest on something, I open my eyes to see that we are back in his office. I smile when I notice the Christmas lights around the window. I don’t know how he did that so fast, but I love that he did something I suggested. It’s kind of romantic in a silly way.
“You’re sweet,” I tell him, reluctantly letting my arms drop from his neck.
“I don’t think anyone has ever called me that.” A smirk plays at his lips.
“You weren’t very sweet to that woman,” I edge, wanting to know what that was all about. I could tell the instant she walked in the room he hadn’t wanted her there. His whole body locked up and I could feel the anger coming off him.
“That’s the only way to be with her. She doesn’t listen well.”
“Is she your—”
“She’s my nothing. Never has been, never will be.”
“Are you saying I’m the only one who gets to see your sweet side?” I tease, wanting the seriousness on his face to drop away. He didn’t like me talking about the other woman, I could tell.
“I haven’t cared about what people thought of me in a long time. It keeps them at a distance. Until you.” He walks around his desk and opens the locked drawer where he’d put my candy cane last night. I lean in and see it sitting on top of the Christmas ad I’d spotted last night.
He picks up the ad, and underneath it, I see pictures of me.
“Don’t freak out.”
I look up at him and see a worried look on his face. He grabs a remote that’s in the drawer and clicks on the TV. I turn to look at it and see it the mall security camera feed. The mall is empty right now, but I notice all the cameras he has are focused on the event area. Where I always am.
I look back the pictures in the drawer and can tell they are images captured by the security camera.
“You watch me?” Even after seeing all this, I find it hard to believe. “Why?”
“I can’t seem to stop myself. I threw the party so I could have a reason to ask you here. Since the first moment I saw you, you're all I can think about.”
“I don’t understand. This morning you pushed me away, and then the talk about you closing the mall last night… Why would you close it if you like watching me?” A faint blush hits his cheeks. I bite my lip to keep from smiling at his embarrassment.
“I don’t want you at the mall. I want you here.” He points his finger at the floor. “I figure if the mall is closed, you need a new job, and I was going to give you one here with me.”
“And what would I do here with you?”
“Whatever you wanted. Preferably in my office with me.”
“What about this morning?” I don’t know why the incident this morning is sitting at the forefront of my mind with everything else going on. Maybe it’s because I like the idea of him watching me. Like the idea of someone needing me.
“I thought I was dreaming. When I kissed you, I thought I was kissing you in a dream, and then I knew I wasn’t. I grabbed you without thinking. Then I was scared I would hurt you. You’re so sweet and small, and my need for you is…” He throws his hand out as if the need is too large to even try to explain.
I smile at the idea of him thinking I’m small. I’m not. I have a sweet tooth for cookies that I’m pretty sure would could give Santa Claus a run for his money. But maybe I am little to him, because everything is small in comparison to his size.
“Okay.”
“Okay?” he asks as his hand drops to his side.
“You can have me.” I let my robe slip off, allowing it to pool around my waist on the desk.
He looks at me for a second like he doesn’t believe me, and I wonder what he’s going to do. There’s a half a second of hesitation, and excitement and anticipation run through me.
Faster than a man his size should be able to move, he pins me down on his desk, his wide chest looming over my smaller frame.
“God, you’re so fucking sweet.” His mouth goes to my neck as he licks and sucks me there. “I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of you,” he says against my skin as his mouth trails down. He gets to the edge of my nightgown, and I think he’s going to slip it off, but instead I hear a rip. The silk leaves my body, but his mouth never does. He keeps sucking and kissing me as his full lips travel lower. My head falls back as he consumes me, inch by inch.
He pushes my thighs apart, and I look down at him. His dark eyes are locked between my legs, and his face is a picture of hunger and desire. I feel so much need coursing through my body, and desire rolls off him in waves.
“Please,” I beg, craving more. “I need you.”
He sucks in a breath at my words, his eyes coming to mine. There’s a feral look on his face and it does nothing to tamp down my overwhelming passion. He moves lower, and his mouth is inches from my most intimate place. I should be shy, but all I feel is right as I spread my legs wider to give him what he wants.
“You’ll never need for anything ever again,” he growls as his mouth descends on my pussy. My body jerks at the contact as his hands go to my waist to hold me in place.
As with his kisses, his mouth devours me with raw hunger. A feeling like I’ve never felt builds and builds as his tongue licks back and forth. He sucks me into his mouth right when I feel I can’t take any more, and my breath catches in my throat. My back comes off the table, and I reach for him, unable to take the sensations. But when my fingers slide into his hair, I don’t pull him away. I hold on and let Nic have me as the orgasm takes me over the edge.
Wave after wave of electric-hot pleasure pulses through every inch of my body. It’s the most intense and beautiful moment of my life, and he gave it to me. I feel a bond grow between us as the sweet caress of something unknown makes us whole.
I lie there, unable to even open my eyes. The sheer force of the orgasm has left me completely spent. He kisses up my body, then his lips finally make their way to my mouth. I hear the rustle of the drawer, but his mouth never leaves mine. I taste my pleasure on his tongue, and it excites me all over again.
It isn't until I feel something slide onto my finger that I finally open my eyes.
Chapter Ten
Scooping Christmas up in my arms, I carry her out of my office and to my bedroom. Our bedroom.
“Nic,” she sighs when I enter the room and place her gently in the middle of the bed.
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bsp; “I know how ridiculous this may seem, but just hear me out. I’ve wanted you for so long that it feels like I’ve been waiting forever.” I tuck a blonde wave behind her ear and look into her deep green eyes. “This is all new for you, but it’s been happening to me for a long time. And what I thought we could have is nothing compared to the reality of what this truly is.”
“What do you mean? What did you want?”
“After my father died, I closed myself off. I thought that I wanted an heir to carry on my family name, and a nice person to spend the rest of my life with.” I smile at her and run my finger across her bottom lip. “You looked like the sweetest thing I’d ever laid eyes on. Then meeting you made my decision clear. I bought this ring thinking I could offer you a deal, but I don’t think I can give you the option to say no. I want you as my wife and the mother of my children because I’ve never met anyone I’ve wanted as much as I want you. I’ve never touched someone and had my whole world tipped upside down. I’ve never laid eyes on someone and instantly fallen in love. But the moment your eyes locked with mine, all of those things happened.”
I bring her hand to my lips and kiss the ring that I placed there. It’s a five-carat emerald-cut diamond, and though it’s completely outrageous in size, it’s still not enough for her. She deserves a rock the size of the moon for what she makes me feel.
“I love you, Christmas. You may need time to grow to love me, but I promise you that I’ll take care of you and always be kind to you. I’ll give you everything your heart desires and more. I’ll protect you, keep you safe, and make you my life until my last breath. Marry me, and I’ll show you what happily ever after can be.”
“Nicholas, this is all so much. I’ve never even had a boyfriend before. But the second I saw you, I knew that you were different. That you were someone I could so easily fall in love with.” She bites her lip and shrugs. “I should probably be running for the hills after seeing the pictures of me in your desk. But whether it’s sane or not, I love the idea of you seeing me and having to have me. It feels romantic. In a crazy-stalker sort of way.”
I try not to think about her never having had a boyfriend before. Knowing that I’ll be her first. And her last. I ignore my pounding erection and run my hand down her cheek and over her breast. I rest it on the soft swell of her stomach and look into her eyes.
“Say you’ll stay. Say you’ll be mine, Christmas.” I move my hand to her hip and squeeze her there. “Say you’ll give me everything.”
Her tongue comes out and licks her lips, and my cock grows painful. She reaches her hand up and puts it on my chest and speaks barely above a whisper. “I’ve never done this before. Any of this.”
Her blush shows me her innocence, and I rest my forehead against hers.
“I’ve never made love either, Christmas. I’ve had sex, but it was meaningless and it happened a long time ago, before I lost my father and shut everything out. And that won’t be what I have with you. What we have will be unlike anything either of us has ever had. But we’ll find our way. Together.”
‘Yes, Nic. I’ll be yours. I’ll marry you and spend my life by your side.” I pull away to look into her eyes to see the truth of what she says. “I love you, too.”
I growl at her admission and pull on the tie at my waist. Once I’ve kicked my pants away and we are completely naked, I slide between her legs and rest the length of my cock against her opening. She’s still sticky from her earlier release, and I rub the ridge of my shaft up and down her wetness. I can hear the syrupy cream on her pussy lips as they open and let my cock glide between them. Her cunt tasted like sweet cinnamon and honey, and I wish I could have another taste. But my cock is too demanding and he needs to be fed. He wants inside her, and he wants to breed.
“Are you on anything?” I ask, wanting to know if I could get her pregnant.
“No. Do you want to use a condom?”
I let out a dark laugh and shake my head. “I want to take you bare, baby. I want to feel your slick sweetness all over me.”
“We could get pregnant.” She smiles at me when she says it, and I can see a little light in her eyes.
“If you want a baby, I’ll give you a baby.” My cock leaks cum against her clit at the thought of filling her up. “I won’t pull out, and we’ll see how many times it takes to give you what you want.”
She nods as she hitches her legs around my waist, inviting me to enter her. I adjust my hips and press the tip to her opening, letting her pussy suck in the first inch. I rock gently back and forth until the tip is good and wet. Then, when I feel her barrier try to stop me, I lean down and take her lips as I thrust through it. I pop her sweet cherry in one fast stroke and feel her tense under me. But it’s fast and almost painless, and she quickly relaxes.
Her cunt squeezes me so tightly I have to grit my teeth and focus on her. I can’t think about how good it feels or I’ll finish before we even begin. So instead, I give her soft kisses and brush the hair away from her damp forehead. I whisper soothing words and tell her that it’s all going to be okay, and soon she’s moving her hips with me.
Slowly we stir and begin to move together. I pull all the way out, and she raises her hips on my down strokes, welcoming a firmer thrust. My woman likes it hard. I rock my ass up and down, making sure she gets every ridge of my cock and my pelvis rubs her clit. Her legs begin to tremble and her sticky cream coats my cock. Fuck, she’s taking my dick like a porn star, and I grunt as I bottom out in her pussy.
“Baby, you feel so good. So sweet and perfect.” Her sticky cunt is sucking me back inside, and she’s begging for me to go harder. Fuck, how did I get so goddamn lucky? She’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen as her tits bounce with each thrust. I lean down and latch my mouth onto a nipple as I watch the blush from her neck creep down to her pink peaks.
Her cries get louder as I suck as much of her into my mouth as I can and give her hard, thick strokes. I feel her pussy squeezing me, and just before she cums, I bite down a little on her nipple, and it sends her over the edge. She cries out, and the sound of her pleasure echoing through the room is like heaven to my ears.
I sit up and thrust hard into her one last time, looking down on all her curves as my cock pumps cum into her. Her sweet, ripe pussy drinks it down, and I can see the slight trace of pink on the base of my shaft. It makes me cum even more, releasing all of my sperm into her waiting cunt. Fuck, her swollen pussy lips are spread, and her clit is a hard pearl, begging for attention. I reach down and strum it ever so gently, and she releases another squeal, cumming again on my cock.
“That’s it, sweet girl. Open up for me.” I grip her hips and raise them up, sliding a pillow under them. “I’ll always give you what you want.”
I keep my cock inside her as I gently rub my hands over her body and hear her breathing even out. She barely opens her eyes as she smiles up at me, a satisfied look on her face.
“That was so perfect, Nic. I love you.”
“I love you, too, Christmas.” I lean down and kiss her lips softly before slowly rocking in and out of her again. “I’m going to love you all day and then all night. We can take a break for you to open the presents I got you, and to eat. But other than that, I want you in bed all day.”
She smiles against my lips. “Did I ever tell you Christmas was my favorite holiday?”
“Brace yourself, baby. Every day is going to be Christmas now that I’ve stolen you.”
“You can’t really steal what’s willing to come along,” she says, giving me a soft kiss.
“Just play along with me. It makes a better story if it sounds like I kidnapped you.” I move my lips to her neck and feel her laugh.
“All right. It’s a deal.”
“Now, what was I about to do?”
She pretends to think for a second before looking me in the eyes. “Make love to me.”
“Anything you want, baby.”
Epilogue
Two years later…
I step o
ut of the bathroom to find my husband lying in bed. Our daughter Noel is lying on his chest, fast asleep with him. I drop my robe and climb into bed on my side. I’m not surprised they both crashed out. We had our normal Christmas Eve party, but mixed in with her birthday party this year.
I can’t believe it’s been two years. Nor can I believe that our little one is a year old today. I don’t feel like I can recall a time they weren’t in my life. Our Christmas Eve baby. Nicholas always teases that she came just in time to be here for Christmas, that no kid of mine would ever miss a Christmas.
I look up to see Nicholas’s dark eyes are open and on me. He has a giant smile on his lips.
“She crashed on me,” he says, stroking her curly blonde locks.
“I’m sure you didn’t try real hard to put her down,” I tease back.
“I still can’t believe she’s one already. I think it’s time for you to give me another.”
“That so?” I sit up, bringing my mouth to his and giving him a sweet, deep kiss.
“You know I love you pregnant.”
“Oh, I know,” I laugh. I thought we had an active sex life before I got knocked up, but once I started to show, Nicholas couldn’t keep his hands off me at all. Hell, he wouldn’t even let me out of his sight. He was always worried something could happen to me.
“Are you not ready?” I can see a touch of disappointment in his eyes.
“Nicholas, I’ll have as many babies as you want. You know I love being a mother. I love having a family. I love that we made one together.”
“God, I love you.” He leans up and kisses me again. “I’ll go put her in bed so we can get started on knocking you up. I’m sure she’ll sleep late tomorrow after missing a nap today and soaking up being the center of attention at the party.”
He rolls from the bed and carries Noel with him. After I watch him disappear out the door, I jump up and run into my closet to look for the pajamas he got me that first night. Well, not the same ones. After all, he ripped those from me, so I had to get new ones. I find them and quickly slip them on, then dart back to the bed and plunk myself in the middle.