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“Thank you.”
Her eyes flash, her cheeks going bright as she looks from my hand to my face. “What?”
“Now there’s absolutely nothing stopping me.”
“Wh-what?”
I stand, keeping a hold of her wrist as I move around my desk so I’m standing directly in front of her. It’s the closest I’ve ever allowed myself, and I realize I tower over her. Compared to me, she’s tiny. I want to scoop her up and never let her go. “I want you, Emma.” I tug at her wrist so her soft body lands against my hard chest with a thud. My dick responds, growing and pressing into her belly as she looks up at me with wide but interested eyes.
“You w-want me?”
I inhale her sweet smell. Traces of perfume, peppermint, and of course, her. “Yes. I claimed you in my mind the moment I saw you. And now that this company isn’t standing between us, I’m going to take you.”
She trembles in my arms, releases a tiny yet erotic sigh that has my cock jumping for joy. Then her tongue snakes out and eats her lips, and I’m gone. I’m hers. I’m going in, and I’m never coming out.
EMMA
He’s staring at me and all I can do is stare back, desperate for him to do something to back up his words. My core throbs along with the beat of my heart, then I lick my lips because this is something I only ever fantasized about. And somehow,somehowthis curvy girl’s dreams are about to come true. I’m ready.
His eyes watch my movement with a dark desire, then he groans like he no longer has control before his lips crash into mine. My entire body lights up like a Christmas tree, and I’m wrapping my arms about that hard body of his and holding on for dear life as his tongue slides against mine, demanding me to succumb and I do, moaning while my head swims and my breasts grow heavy. I’m lost in the feel of his mouth against mine. It’s better than I imagined—happy Christmas to me!
Turning me slightly, he backs me against the edge of his solid oak desk. “Tell me you belong only to me,” he gasps against my mouth, softly biting my bottom lip as he urges me to sit then pushes hand beneath my dress.
“I am at your beck and call,” I whisper, so turned on that I don’t even care if that sounds desperate or sad, because it’s true. I will do anything for this man. The fact I’ve been running around the city for him for the last four months is evidence enough of that.
“There’s nobody else?” His fingers tease their way up to the apex between my thighs.
“Never.”
He stalls at the lace trim of my panties and locks eyes with me. “Never?”
I shake my head slightly. “Did I just scare you away?”
A grin crawls across his face, crinkling the corners of his eyes in a way that has my stomach somersaulting. “No. You’re about to give me your most precious gift.”
“For Christmas no less.”
“Yes. You’re my perfect little sugarplum.” He releases a small chuckle as he yanks my panties down in one pull. They drop to the floor then he’s right back where I want him. “I’ve imagined how warm and wet this sweet little cunt of yours would be.” He swirls his thumb against my throbbing clit, and my eyes flutter closed as I moan. “But I never imagined it’d be virgin, untouched.” He sucks my bottom lip between his as he slips his fingers deep inside of me, making me moan even louder. “And so goddamn ripe.” He groans, pushing his fingers in then out of me in a slow and sensuous rhythm. “Tell me you’ve wanted this since you started here, Emma. Tell me I wasn’t alone in the torture of not being able to touch you.”
“You weren’t alone. I wanted you. I wanted you every day.”
He groans with pleasure, kissing and controlling me, owning my body in a way I never knew possible. As his fingers work my insides, his tongue commands my mouth and my core coils tight, desperate for release.
“Ohhhh. Oh god.”
“I want you to come for me, sugar. But not yet. When you come, it’ll be with me inside you for the first time.”
He withdraws his hand and I let out a whimper. Then he shoves everything on his desk to one side. My heart gallops in my chest.Merry Christmas to me!
LINCOLN
With gentle hands, I pull her to stand and turn her so her back is facing me. My fingers glide over her curves, finding the zip on her dress. Then I pull it down, slowly revealing her creamy white skin and black lace bra. I run my fingers down her spine then pop the clasp on her bra before moving up over her shoulders and pushing the fabric down her arms, past her hips until she’s completely naked in front of me.
“What if someone comes?” she whispers, moaning slightly as my hands accept the weight of her heavy breasts.
“The goal is that we both come,” I tease, rolling her nipples between my fingers as I press small kisses in the curve of her neck.
“I’m serious.” She giggles, and I’m reminded of how young she is. How innocent. I’ve never found a woman I felt so complete with, and now I know why. She hadn’t grown up yet.
