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“You like the beard?”
“It’s kinda sexy. I think it will complement your gift well.”
“Oh, really? Now, I’m intrigued.”
Joy leans in and whispers in my ear, “It’s a surprise.” Her breath sends shivers down my spine. I can feel her lips curl into a smile against my neck. My hands instinctively go to her waist, pulling her closer to me. Her warmth is inviting, and how she moves against me makes me want her even more.
She leans in and smashes her mouth over mine, shoving her tongue between my lips and kissing me deeply.
I feel myself losing control; I let my hands roam over her body, down her thighs, up beneath her sweater to palm her breasts, exploring every inch of her.
She whimpers against my mouth. Her body arches against mine.
I can feel my body responding to her words, and I wrap my arms around her waist. “I can’t wait to see it.”
She breaks our connection and stands, extending one hand to me, rolling her fingers in a come-hither fashion. “Come with me. Let’s go to the bedroom.”
I take her hand and follow her to the bedroom, anticipation building. When I cross the threshold, I’m hit with a scent of vanilla. I stop while she continues across the room to her dresser.
The walls have been painted a rich deep red, almost burgundy, like a bowl of dark cherries. The bed has satin sheets and velvety throw pillows in various pinks, reds, and purples. A hodgepodge of ruffles, tulle, lace, scarves, fishnets, and other feminine items are strewn about the room.
She is a slob. A slob that can’t match or contrast colors very well.
I can’t stop the smile. She looks so put together at work, even if her outfits sometimes clash with her red hair and fair skin.
Opening the top dresser drawer, she pulls out a red velvet Santa hat with white fur trim. “I got this for you,” she says, handing it to me. “Though I didn’t anticipate you coming with your own.” She grins back at me. “Put it on, Santa.”
I place it on my head, and the top droops down with the pompom on the end, lightly tapping my cheek. “Ho ho ho,” I say with a chuckle.
Joy giggles and spins around, searching for something else in the drawer. “I have one more surprise for you,” she says as she turns and hands me a box.
“You didn’t need to get me a gift.”
“Well, technically, I didn’t. And, technically, the gift isn’t really for you.”
Confused, I open it up and find a small velvet pouch inside. Curious, I open the bag, slip my hand inside and pull out… a pair of handcuffs. A pair of fluffy pink handcuffs. I look up in surprise.
She gives me a wicked grin. “I want you to be in charge tonight, Santa,” she says.
My heart races at her words. My cock twitches and hardens in response. “Are you sure about this?”
“Oh, yes.”
I lean in to kiss her, but she meets me halfway, our lips locking in a passionate embrace.
Her hands wander down my chest, and I let out a low groan of pleasure. She pulls back, a wicked glint in her eyes. “You’re going to have to wait until Christmas for your actual gift,” she teases.
I yank her against me, her breasts smashing against my chest. I can feel the hard tips of her nipples through the sweater’s weave. “I can be patient, especially if there’s more where that came from.”
“Oh, Santa. There’s lots more where that came from.”
8
Joy
God, he’s beautiful. Nobody suspected a hairless chest with a six-pack lurked beneath those button-down dress shirts. Who knew he had the sweetest-tasting nipples, the same shade as his eyes?
My heart is pounding as blood rushes through my veins because I’ve been dreaming of this moment for so long. I knew he was the one when we collided in the hall at work a year ago. I’ve always been skeptical of my family’s uncanny ability to know when true love stood before them. Or, in my case, kneeled at my feet. I get it now.
