Harem for the Holidays

by Tammi Lynn

“Decorating the tree is one of my favorite parts of Christmas.” Mine too.

  Gage walks in and sets the bottle of wine on the coffee table and throws his jacket over the back of the couch. I’ll never stop appreciating his size. Big guys with big muscles usually scare the fuck out of me, but Gage is more of a gentle giant, and I can’t help but to imagine the positions his muscles could help us get into.

  Turning a Christmas station on the radio I show Gage where I have the tree stored in a downstairs closet along with my ornaments and he helps me set it up a few feet from the fireplace. I’m enjoying my time with Gage. Now that he’s opened up to me a little he is super easy to talk to and I can tell he listens whenever I have anything to say.

  When we have all the different shades and sizes of purple ball ornaments up with the lights I plug it in and smile. Now it feels like Christmas. Looking over at Gage I have to laugh.

  “You look like a vampire from Twilight.”

  “Huh?” Some of the ornaments were covered in glitter and he must have kept touching his face because the lights flickering from the tree have his face sparkling like crazy with purple glitter.

  “You have glitter all over your face.” I walk over to him and he’s so much taller than me I have to reach up to wipe at his face with the sleeve of Knox’s hoodie.

  Gage looks down into my eyes and the lust builds between us. “I do all of a sudden feel like taking a bite out of you.” He practically purrs. And my panties are now wet. Not wanting things to move too fast too quick, I take a step back.

  “Would you like some hot cocoa?” I turn to walk into the kitchen and he follows, chuckling from behind me.

  I take the kettle down from the cupboard he removes it from my hands. “Here, let me help you with that.” Turning the faucet on to fill it he yells out and I scream.

  Every once in awhile the pressure builds up in the old pipes of this house and the faucet will start squirting water out everywhere in every direction. We both scramble to turn it off but are soaked by the time we get it to stop. Looking at each other we both start to crack up laughing, my hair is plastered to my face and his is falling down into his eyes.

  “You might want to get that fixed.”

  “I think I just might. Follow me.” Grabbing his hand I lead him into the laundry room. “Looks like I’m going to need to dry your clothes again.” Okay part of me just wants to see this man naked.

  The water already has his sweater practically seran wrapped against his chest and his nipples are prominent underneath. Getting a weird urge to twist them I grab the bottom of his shirt to pull over his head instead. I open the dryer and throw it in starting on the button of his jeans next to roll them down his long legs. We took our shoes off earlier so he steps out of his pants and stands before me in a pair of camouflage boxer briefs that do nothing to hide what he’s packing underneath. He takes the pants from me and pulls out what was in his pockets, his wallet, some change, a condom, keys. Biting my bottom lip I pull my own soaked sweater over my head and toss it into the dryer with his clothes. When I take off my pajama bottoms I still had on from this morning and add them to the pile I close the door and lean over the dryer to turn it on. It rumbles to life and vibrates against my bare belly as I feel large hands slide up my back to my neck and coming back down to unclasp my bra. It slips down my shoulders onto the top of the dryer and he presses down on my back making my nipples touch the cool metal. I changed my mind, fuck taking this slow.

  My legs start to shake as his hands start to trail further south, running over my ass and down the backs of my thighs as he removes my underwear. I feel his teeth come down in a bite on my left cheek and my pussy clenches at the pleasurable sting of pain.

  “Told you. Vampire.” I laugh as he continues to kiss and nip his way back up to my neck.

  Standing me back up straight he flips me around to face him and grabbing my hips he lifts me up onto the dryer and spreads my legs. The vibrations from the dryer hit my bare pussy and I moan out before he grabs me by the hips and pulls me to the edge. Gage’s mouth comes down over my mound and he runs his tongue up between my lips to tease at my clit. I have to grab onto his hair and hold on, the mixture between the dryer going and his mouth sucking my clit hard between his lips has me crying out at the intensity.

  He rises up and removes his boxers. Holy fuck! There’s no way that’s fitting. Nuh uh. Knox is big, but Gage is fucking huge, his hard cock coming up to hit his belly button. My teeth bite down on my bottom lip again until I taste blood. He leans forward and sucks my lip into his mouth, runs his tongue along it and kisses me. Continuing on with tonights vampire theme he might as well be pumping that aphrodisiac into me like all the books describe too, because he’s turning me the fuck on.

  Stepping between my legs he reaches around me to grab the condom he pulled out of his pockets earlier and rips open the packaging. I take the condom out and put it on over his impressive length, still wondering how the fuck it’s going to fit. My ass jiggles on the vibrating drier as he lines his tip up with my entrance. He slowly pushes in, inch by inch, stopping and waiting every time I hiss in a breath.

  Stretched to the max and filled fucking full he finally fits himself all the way in. “You ready?” I nod my head and he pulls out a little to slam back in. The dryer rocks beneath me and he pulls out a little farther to slam back in again. I grab onto his shoulders and pull him closer, running my nails up his back. Fucking me hard I dig in harder my toes curling and my legs wrapping around to his ass to help guide him back into me everytime he pulls out.

  Throwing my head back it pushes my chest out and he sucks a nipple into his mouth, flicking his tongue rapidly over the bud and sucking down hard. My moans and whimpers get louder and he starts fucking me harder, my orgasm hits and my legs lock around him, holding him against me as I come undone.

  With my legs locked around him he grabs around me, holding me to him with his cock still inside my convulsing pussy clenching tightly around it. He walks to the couch and sits down bringing my knees to either side of him.

  “Ride me Sydney, take what you need.” Now I wouldn’t call myself a greedy bitch but my vagina is another story. Rocking me back and forth he has me ride him, one orgasm ending and another one already building. Our lips crash together and I begin to go faster. “Fuck.” Gage grunts and thrusts his hips upward, his cock twitching and jerking inside of me as he finds his release.

  My own orgasm hits again and I fall against him, crying out his name before he quiets me with another kiss. My holidays are definitely looking up.

  Chapter Fourteen

  I wake up the next morning to find two candy canes placed in the shape of a heart on the coffee table. Gage woke me up to kiss me goodbye before he left at about five this morning. It feels like I just fell asleep when my alarm started going off at five forty-five. Cursing Bose in my head I get up from the couch and drag myself upstairs to change, I could have slept for another hour.

  Not sure exactly how this morning is going to go, I put on a tight black skirt and dark purple long sleeves satin button up, in hopes it goes in the direction I’m hoping for. I really don’t want to lose this job, I love it too much. Damn my drunken mouth.

  The buildings dark when I get to the fourth floor, the only illumination coming from a desk lamp at the security guards counter and the light from Bose’s open office door from across the building. The guard waves me by, going back to reading a men’s health magazine. My speed slows the closer I get to his office and I make sure to go the long way around so I can place my stuff in my office before he sees me. Satchel on my desk, I smooth my skirt down and straighten my shoulders back. You got this Syd. Big girl panties up so high I might have a wedgie I walk out of my office and into his ten minutes before his grumpiness expected me to be here.

  Legs up on his desk and kicked back in his chair, Bose has one hand on his thigh and the other playing with the hair on his chin.

  “Shut the door Sydney.” I turn to close the door b
ehind me and my knees start to shake. He already has my temperature starting to rise and I just walked in. “Come here.” The hand that was at his chin motions me closer and I walk slowly towards his desk. “No, Sydney. Over here.” Bose drops his legs to the floor and points in front of him. Oh shit.

  I walk around his desk and stand in front of him. His gaze travels from my legs to my eyes, back down to the cleavage popping out from my low buttoned top. Putting a finger in the waistband of my skirt he pulls me to stand between his open legs. “I’m sorry if I crossed the line the other night, we had been drinking and-”

  “Quiet, Sydney. I’ll do the talking and you’ll only speak when I ask you a question.” Holy fuck! Spank me and call me submissive but my mouth popped shut, and my body waited for his next command. I thought I saw a small smirk and a flare of victory in his eyes but maybe I’m crazy. I was just as surprised as him. Grabbing my shirt he pulls it free from my skirt and leans back into his chair. “Unbutton it.” I start to slowly unbutton my blouse from the top. “What do you say, Sydney?”

  “Yes, Sir.” His eyes flash and he stands, towering over me. His hands rip my shirt open, popping the last two buttons free and my chest starts heaving, my adrenaline spiking and my body thrumming.

  Spinning me around fast he bends me over his desk. Fuck yeah! I’ve dreamt about this so many times, exactly like this. Wait, this isn’t a dream right? I want him so bad, he’s my number four. His hand slips down over my ass and goes under my skirt raising it up to my waist. “Do you know how bad I wanted to turn this ass of yours cherry red the other night after you didn’t show up and wouldn’t tell me where you were?” He whispers the words in my ear, sending goosebumps along my skin and his hand cracks down on my ass, the pain shooting pleasure straight to my clit. Bose’s hand slips down between my legs and he runs a finger over the center of my now soaking panties. “Already wet for me, Sydney? You like a little pain, don’t you?” He drags my underwear down my legs and I start quivering in anticipation.

  “Yes.” His hand cracks down on my bare ass and I cry out. “Yes, Sir.”

  I hear the sound of a desk drawer opening and a foil wrapper being torn open before Bose’s zipper being lowered. I push my ass back against him and he chuckles darkly, lining his cock up with my entrance and teasing me with the head against my clit. “Is there something you want from me, Sydney?”

  “Yes, Sir.” I wine, pushing back again to try and get him to enter me. He stills me with a hand to my hip and pushes just the head of his cock inside me. I whimper out, frustrated at his teasing.

  “I want to hear you say it.”

  Gladly. “Fuck me, Sir. Please.” I try to push back again and this time he lets me, slamming into me hard from behind in one quick thrust. I cry out as my body slides forward on the desk as he pulls back to slam into me again.

  Grabbing the back of my shirt he twists it until it pulls from my shoulders and binds my wrists together at my back. My chest to the desk and my hands at my back, I’m completely at his mercy. I’ll have bruises on my hips later from the desk but I don’t care and I can’t feel anything now but Bose inside me, hitting me deeper and deeper with each delicious thrust.

  “Are you going to be where I need you for now on, Sydney?” I don’t answer, lost in fucking bliss, my eyes rolling into the back of my head and his hand slaps down on my ass once again, but harder than before, My whole body tenses and my pussy locks down tight around him and he growls low. “Answer me.” I clench down tighter and my ass stings when he smacks down again. “I’m not going to stop until you answer me.”

  Another smack and I cry out as my pussy starts to flood his cock as it moves in and out of me in powerful but slow and agonizing strokes. “Yes, Sir.”

  “Yes to what, Sydney?” He stops making me whimper and push back against him. I don’t want him to stop.

  “Yes, Sir, to anything you fucking want. Please, Bose, just fuck me harder.” Don’t ask my why I chose to say his name fully instead of sir but I think I might have snapped a bit of his control.

  Bose picks up his pace, pounding me hard from behind, the sound of our flesh smacking together turning me on more and more each time it connects. “You’re fucking wild aren’t you? Does my thick cock deep inside you make you crazy, Sydney?” His fucking words, are driving me crazy! I’ve never had anyone talk dirty to me during sex like he is before and if he says anything more I don’t know how much longer I’ll be able to last. “You want me deeper, baby?” Pushing himself all the way in his hips rest against my ass and he holds me tight against the desk.

  “Yes.” A whimper. “Please don’t stop.” Another whimper and he slowly pulls out a little and moves his hips in a circle.

  “You want me to show you how much I’ve wanted to bend you over this very desk since the first time I saw you when I took over two years ago?” He thrusts in and pulls back out. “You want to know how many times I had to fucking jerk off beneath my desk to the thought of you walking by my open door in one of your fucking tight ass little skirts?”

  “ Yes, yes, yes, Sir.” Pulling my shirt back that he still has grasped in his hand, it lifts my shoulders from the desk and bows my back as he starts pounding into me mercilessly from behind. Bose covers my mouth as I scream out my release, my orgasm hitting every fucking nerve in my body and bringing me up onto my tip toes, to give Bose the best angle to hit as deep as he can.

  I continue to climax over and over biting down on the hand he had over my mouth to keep from screaming and moaning louder as he pounds into me harder and harder. We still have a lot of time before people start showing up, but I really don’t want to let the security guard know we’re back here fucking either.

  I don’t think I can handle another orgasm, my body completely spent when he pushes in one last time with a grunt, his cock twitching inside me before he falls against my back, loosening the tension on my shirt and letting me rest against the desk. Chest heaving, I have a tough time trying to catch my breath, and his warm body against mine begins to calm my erratic heartbeat.

  “Fuck, Sydney. I wasn’t supposed to give in to you.” Who was tempting who here? Standing up he slides out of me and pullS my panties back up over my ass and my skirt down. I ache at the loss of fullness he created inside. Untwisting my shirt he stands me up after removing the condom and putting himself back in his slacks. My legs are like jelly and I start to fall when I turn around to face him. He grabs me, lifting me onto his desk and stands between my legs.

  “I don’t know how I’m going to leave you here today.” Leave me? Where’s he going? “I just want to stay buried inside you all day and fuck you over every single inch of this office.”

  “Then why don’t you?” Bose’s hands lift to grab my breasts over my bra, and slipping his thumbs down over my nipples he lowers it to spring them free. He flicks his tongue over a hard bud as his hand slips back up my skirt and between my legs. Moving soaked panties aside he slips two fingers in me and starts moving them in and out, getting me all worked up again. Apparently I can handle one more orgasm. Moaning, my head falls against his shoulder.

  He doesn’t give me another one though, removing his fingers he sucks them into his mouth and removes all my juices. I think I just came again without his help. Holy fuck, that was hot. “You’d like that wouldn’t you?”

  “Yes, Sir.”

  “I think I’ll leave you wanting more.” What the fuck? No! He takes a step back and closes my legs. “I have to go out of town again and this time for a couple days, I want you fucking begging for my cock when I see you next.” I didn’t think he’d do it, but he crashes his lips to mine, stealing my breath and swallowing my tongue. I’ve always wanted to kiss Bose, and he doesn’t disappoint. The man’s starving and I’m a fucking taco. Literally.

  He steps back, stopping abruptly and I almost fall forward chasing his lips. Covering my breast back up with my bra, his big hands work to button up the small buttons on my shirt. Luckily the two that he popped off were low en
ough that when I tuck my shirt back in no one will notice, nothing can be done about the wrinkles from where it was twisted tight though. I’ll have to wear my jacket for the rest of the day. I have to say I am a bit surprised by the care he is taking post sex. I mean, I’m not saying I expected him to leave me completely spent over the desk… but the way he was acting was nearly sweet. His fingers smoothing over my clothes, trying to make it look like I hadn’t just gotten my brains fucked out.

  Another soft kiss to my lips and he’s walking away leaving me sitting on his desk and wanting that next time he sees me to be sooner rather than later. “If I call you, Sydney? Answer the fucking phone.”

  “Yes, Sir.” I’m so not going to answer. If punishment comes in the form of what he just delivered I’m going to defy him every fucking chance I get. I smile since he’s now behind me and can’t see the deceit upon my lips.

  The door opens and closes and I hop down from his desk. I have to hold on to his chair for a second to make sure my legs are strong enough beneath me before I walk out of his office. I’m a little sore but it’s the good kind of pain. The past three days, and three well endowed men stretching me after going without for so many month. My last boyfriend didn’t come even close to comparing with them anyway. Sex with Erik was boring and I had been left unsatisfied on numerous occasions. Until Saturday I had never had multiple orgasms, one right after another. I thought I may get lucky this Christmas but this made me feel absolutely greedy. I mean shit. I was literally getting all my wishes for Christmas. Well, most of them.

  Chapter Fifteen

  I’m left thinking about Bose for the rest of the day at work. Numerous times I had to catch myself from slipping my own fingers up my skirt at the memory of his hard cock inside me.

  Today is the only day I have to come in to work this week until after Christmas and it couldn’t take any fucking longer if it tried. I still have my date tonight with Lance and since he wants me to meet him at the gym I have no idea what he has planned. Do I wear my gym clothes? Like are we going to just workout? Or do I actually dress up nice? At least I have a few hours to decide, from between when I get off work and I meet him at nine.