by J. L. Beck
“I’ve never felt this way before…” Her voice cracked with need, and I could see the frenzied look in her eyes that said she would let me do anything I wanted to do her. I wanted to smile like the devil, but couldn’t waste even a second of my time with her, the need to possess her body was raw, consuming, and overpowering me.
“I’m going to touch you, right here, Lucy.” My hand slipped from her cheek, and trailed down her side stopping at the hem of her dress, which was bunched up at her thigh. She was teasing the hell out of me wearing this thing.
Lucy tipped her chin up, her head falling back, exposing her long creamy neck to me. I kissed her on her lips, trailing down to her throat, stopping right over the throbbing of her heartbeat.
“Nicolas…” My name falling from her lips was almost too much. My other hand slid under her dress with ease, her legs parting as if she was inviting me in, as if she knew exactly what she needed from me.
“I have to taste you. I have to feel you cum against my tongue.” My voice was rough as I gently pushed her back against the marble counter, my hands shoving the hem of her dress up to her waist, exposing her perfect pussy.
I traced a circle on the front of the lace panties she wore, wanting to rip them right off of her, but afraid that may be too much for her too soon. Instead, I gripped them on each side and pulled them down her hips. Lucy lifted her ass to assist and when I looked up at her after tossing the panties over my shoulder, I saw that perfectly pink blush I loved so much making its way up her throat and onto her cheeks. God, she was so beautiful, even when she thought she was embarrassing herself.
“I’ve never done this before.” The words rushed from her mouth, and my entire body locked up, my eyes refusing to leave hers. She had never been eaten out or brought to her knees with pleasure from a man’s tongue?
“Good. I’m glad to know that I’ll be your first.” I was grinning from ear-to-ear, even as her blush seemed to darken. My eyes slipped from hers and down to her smooth, bare pussy. Oh how I loved feasting on a well-manicured cunt.
I dropped down to my knees, knowing my height matched perfectly with the counter top, my hot breath fanning against her exposed pussy. She squirmed ever so slightly as if she was nervous or maybe even afraid.
“I’m going to show you exactly how good we can be together.” With one hand resting against her thigh to hold her legs open and the other on her belly to hold her in place. I flicked my tongue against her clit.
A moan erupted from her throat, and I smiled against her folds, licking her again, and earning another moan of pleasure.
“More please, more.” She begged, and I delivered, my tongue gliding against her clit over and over again, my movements growing rougher as her moans grew louder. Every flick of my tongue against her clit caused my cock to grow harder and harder in my slacks.
With no control left in my body, my fingers sunk into her thigh as I swallowed up every single pant, moan, and plea. My tongue scraping against every piece of exposed flesh.
By the time I made my first full lick from clit to asshole and back up again, she was shaking, her pussy dripping and soaking fucking wet for me.
“Your pussy taste like heaven against my tongue, Lucy, did you know that? It’s begging me for more, do you want me to give it more?” Her musky scent surrounded me, making it harder for me not to undo my pants and slam balls deep inside her tight hole.
“Yes! Yes! Please Nicolas.” She cried out, and just as the words met my ears, I sunk two fingers into her tight as fuck hole, her pussy squeezing me so tightly I wondered if she had ever had sex before.
“Cum, Lucy. Cum all over my hand and tongue.” I growled, sucking her clit into my mouth and refusing to let go until her juices dripped down my hand. Her muscles tightened and I knew she was close to the edge, her moans and pants growing louder with every slip inside of her.
“Ahhh. Fuck!” She growled, trying to fight off the orgasm as if she wanted to make the pleasure she was feeling last a lifetime. Moments later she shattered against my hand, her entire body growing rigid as she came, her sweet juices coating my hand completely.
“That’s it, baby…” I encouraged her as she rubbed herself against my hand, my fingers still seated deep inside her as her pussy throbbed. Satisfaction like I had never felt before filled my chest.
If I had done one thing today that made sense it was watching Lucy fall apart in my arms. She was perfect with her curves, and sexy librarian glasses.
“Nicolas.” She sighed, falling apart again as I continued to slide two fingers in and out of her hole, milking her orgasm as long as I could.
“I want you. I hope you remember this moment next time you wonder if things between us can work out.” She stared down at me, wonderment and something else shining brightly in her eyes and reflecting back at me.
“I want you too, and I’ll continue to want you if you keep doing that thing with your hand and tongue.” She spoke softly, a smile forming on her face.
A laugh slipped from my throat as I adjusted my fingers into an upward motion, her eyes rolling to the back of her head as I hit her g-spot, her entire body convulsing above me.
“Oh I promise you, Lucy, with me you’ll never go without. Never.” I placed a kiss against her folds and continued my assault on her pussy, all while promising her exactly what I wanted to tell her the moment I met her a year ago.
I’ll always be here, and I’m not giving up.
Chapter Five
Lucy
“Ahhh…” I moaned, stretching out my limbs. My eyes popped open as I shot up from the couch where Nicolas had moved us after our fun time in the kitchen on the counter. My eyes immediately found him, his large body securely next to mine, his face so peaceful looking. I got the feeling he didn’t really get a lot of time to himself, or hell a lot of time to sleep. Therefore, waking him up wasn’t something I really wanted to do, but knew I had to because of the toy donation.
“Hey, sleepy head.” I ran my fingers through his hair, his eyes fluttering open as if he was fighting against the sleep that wanted to take him under.
“What time is it?” His voice was croaky like a frog’s.
“Just a little after six. I didn’t expect to fall asleep but someone had to go and exhaust me.” I snickered; the emotions this man made me feel were indescribable. My body melted and submitted to him after being close with him for less than twenty-four hours.
“And you can bet your sweet as hell ass that there would be way more going on had we not decided to go and donate these toys to the kids in this city that need them the most.” The fact he had a big heart and cared about the kids in this city made me weak in the knees. All those rumors about him hating kids, they were all lies. They had to be, who would do something as nice as this if they hated children.
“You’re so much more than I ever expected.” The words left my lips without thought. I hadn’t expected to speak them out loud.
“Why is that, Lucy?” There was a playfulness to his tone, as if he was curious, but slightly amused by my comment. I massaged his scalp as he adjusted his head, placing it in my lap. Did I really want to tell him what all his employees did and said behind his back?
“We don’t really have the time to go over everything that I would want to go over, but being an employee I hear a lot of things you don’t. I’ve always wondered why the company did a Toys For Tots thing every year, because there were whispers that you hated kids.” His eyes grew to the size of saucers as he shot up from my lap, a mask of anger marring his perfect angelic features.
“There are rumors going around that I hate kids?” The venom in his words was something I had never heard before, and I almost wished for a second that I could take back what I had just said.
I nodded my head up and down, stunned by his anger. He stared at me with rage that clearly wasn’t directed at me.
“Well that’s a really shit rumor to have started about you. I wonder why someone would say such a thing?” I hated that
I had let the question slip, and that emotion apparently showed on my face because Nicolas had me in his arms as fast as he had jumped up from the couch.
“I’m sorry I even mentioned it. You shouldn’t have to defend yourself, I was just curious is all. Why would you do something so sweet when you didn’t like kids?” That and if things worked out between us, kids were something that I had always wanted. It was kind of a deal breaker for me.
A gruff laugh erupted from his chest, vibrating through me and into my bones. “I love kids. I hate Christmas. It’s just a hard time of the year for me. I’m the most giving man on the planet, clearly you can attest to that?” He lifted an eyebrow up at me and I knew my cheeks were flaming red.
“Yes, you’re very generous, that’s for sure.” My cheeks grew warmer thinking of the dirty things he had done to me, and the way he made my body melt into a liquefied mess. The power he had in that one single moment, as I fell apart against his tongue, was frightening.
“Never fear asking me something. I’m sorry I reacted the way I did, but you would just have to be me to understand how false that statement really is.” I could tell he was being sincere, the look in his eyes showed it.
Was it horrible that I was falling for this man, after only spending a few hours with him? He made my belly do summersaults and my heart beat against my rib cage like I was running a triathlon.
The ringing of my cell phone off in the distance forced me to pull away from him, the warmth his touch gave me fading as soon as I stepped away from him to grab my cell.
As soon as my fingers grasped it, I contemplated answering it. Why would Mandy be calling me?
Out of pure curiosity, I slid my finger over the answer key, her cheery voice resonated through my ear.
“Where are you?”
“Uhh…” I didn’t want to tell her that I had gone home with Nicolas but I had to tell her something, right?
“Don’t uhh me. You said you would be here tonight and I’m standing here in my Christmas get up, and you aren’t even here yet.” I blinked, remembering why we had woken up and weren’t in his bed right at this very moment romping in the sheets.
“Shit!” I said in a hushed voice as I for the costume.
“Exactly. Nicolas isn’t here yet either so there might be a chance that you can save yourself. Hurry up!” The line went dead and for some reason I felt like I had just been told off. Except the joke was on her, because Nicolas was right here in front of me. Relief flooded my veins as I realized I had set the bag on the counter where Nicolas had devoured me.
“I’m guessing were running late?” The amusement in Nicolas voice immediately made me cheerful. He had the power to bring me pure joy and happiness at the mere sound of his voice. I was so smitten by him.
“Very late. I’m going to go put this costume on. Where is the bathroom?” I was a bit nervous to be putting on clothing that I hadn’t even gotten to try on prior to this. I was insecure about my clothing and the way it clung to my body. I had curves, and while I liked to showcase them I didn’t want to look like a cow.
“Down the hall and to your right.” He had this shit eating grin on his face and I wasn’t sure why. “I can’t wait to see how sexy you look in that. There is nothing else like a woman wearing something that a man bought her.”
The appreciation he had for me for doing this was enough to carry me to the bathroom and have me pulling the outfit out of the bag. My fingers glided over the smooth felt material of the strapless green and red top. So far, everything looked decent. That is, until I pulled out the tutu looking skirt and candy cane green and red printed leg warmers. This wasn’t an elf costume that was child appropriate.
Yet, the need to see his face as I stepped out in something that he wanted me to wear was overriding my insecurities. I wanted to make Nicolas proud, prouder than anyone ever had.
Against my better judgement, and for a man that wreaked havoc on my emotions, I slipped the outfit on, first the strapless top that gave him a good look at the girls. Then, I put the leg warmers on, which were surprisingly softer than I expected, and lastly the green and red ruffled tutu.
I adjusted everything accordingly, and heard the jingle of bells. I turned around and looked in the mirror, noticing there were little bells attached to the fabric that went over the top of the tutu.
I stared at myself for a moment in the mirror. Was this something I would ever wear outside of the house? Or anywhere else for that matter? Probably not, but I wanted to make Nicolas proud, and for once I wanted to be the arm candy that everyone around the office would be talking about.
Grabbing the little elf hat headband off the counter, I placed it on, moving my stick straight hair around it to cover up the headband part. I looked sexy as fuck, but that didn’t mean I wasn’t scared.
“Are you ready?” My voice cracked with anxiety as I popped my head outside of the bathroom door, checking to see if it was okay for me to come out yet.
“Ho. Ho. Ho. Come sit on Santa’s lap and tell him exactly what it is you want for Christmas this year, little Lucy.” Nicolas voice sounded just like Santa’s. Stepping out of the bathroom, I closed the door behind me. Wiping the sweat that had formed on my hands onto my leg warmers I stepped out into the living room.
What if he hates it? The thought occurred before I could banish it. What if he did hate it? What if I looked like a green and red cow?
Nicolas’s mouth popped open, as did mine. He was dressed up as Santa, something that I had completely forgotten he was doing.
“You look good enough to eat. Hell, you look good enough for me to remove every single article of clothing from your body and spend all day in bed with.” He was up and out of his chair in a blink of my eyes, his hands gripping my hips firmly.
“You want to know what I like about you most, aside from you beautiful as hell heart?” I shook my head yes, my pussy growing wet simply from his touch.
“Your curves. They’re sexy as hell, and every time I catch a glimpse of them I want to grab onto them and squeeze them as I slam into you, balls deep.” His dirty words should’ve turned me off, but they did anything but that.
“I think I would like that, a lot.” I didn’t know who this girl was, the one letting a man she longed for forever whisper bad things in her ears, while she agreed to them. The one wearing a skimpy as hell elf costume to make someone proud. This wasn’t me, not the me I had been for years.
“Later, Lucy. Later because we don’t have the time I would need with you right now to do things the right way.” It was so like Nicolas to light my body on fire and leave me waiting. I wanted him more now than I ever had and I would have to wait.
“Alright Santa, then we better go before I decide to do something that puts me on the naughty list.” I teased, pulling at his fake white beard, my lips pressing firmly against his as his hand slid down to my ass, giving it a nice squeeze.
“Oh you’ve been on the naughty list all year, Lucy. I’ve seen the bad things you’ve done, sweetheart. Santa’s bringing you nothing but me this year.”
I was melting, just like the snow in the spring. Hell, I was screwing my boss, of course I was screwed. I was more than screwed. I was falling head over heels for him. I knew it because when he released me to get his car keys, I felt my heart tugging me forward as if pieces of it belonged to him already.
“Good because that’s all I’ve ever wanted…” I whispered, as I stepped into my black heels and out into the blistering cold outside. This Christmas would be different, Nicolas was proof of that.
Chapter Six
Nicolas
It was a miracle we managed to get out of the house without ripping each other’s clothes off, and even more of a miracle that I was able to keep my cock in my pants. I wanted to devour her and swallow up every sweet moan I could from her lips. Since the moment I kissed her, every cell in my body called to her like I needed her to keep breathing.
I pulled my car into the jam packed parking lot at the mall, plac
ing it in park and killing the engine right away. Then I shifted my body towards Lucy’s because there was something I wanted to tell her.
“I have some things I want to talk to you about… But first I want to tell you thank you.” Lucy’s eyes met mine, piercing deeply into my soul.
“I think it’s me who should be thanking you, but then again I could be wrong.” The amusement in her voice made me smile. She could return the favor later. Today was all about her, and my need to taste her against my tongue.
I gripped her small hand in mine, the warmth of her touch filtering into my hand and up my arm, “You can return the favor later.” I winked. “I simply wanted to thank you for coming over and trusting me enough to take care of you. I’ve never felt the need to taste someone quite like I have you. Hell, I’ve never felt this way about anyone before.” I wasn’t lying, not even my ex-wife made me feel the immense happiness that Lucy did.
“I’m… I’m honored.” She tucked her hair behind her ear and I realized then that she did that out of pure nervousness.
“You don’t have to be nervous around me.” I cupped her cheek in my hand, bringing her lips to mine. I savored the kiss, as if it would be the last time our lips would touch for days. I couldn’t get enough of her, even if I tried.
“I can’t help it. You make me nervous. I feel like we’re doing something bad. I’m your employee. You’re my boss.” Her confession almost knocked me off my feet. Was she worried that people would say shit about her? Because I would fire and/or kick anyone’s ass that said something about her, or us. I wouldn’t let anyone fuck with her. Not while I was around.
“It might feel wrong, but I promise you it feels right in here.” I placed her hand over my heart wanting to take her right here, right now in the car. She must’ve felt the same way because she let me pull her onto my lap. Our costumes would make this difficult but who cared, the carnal need was overpowering me.