Santa's Assistant (A Holiday Office Romance Bundle Books 1-3)

by J. L. Beck

  “Your pussy, is going to pay for the dirty things you’re doing to me right now.” I growled as I inserted my key card into the slot on my door then I pushed the handle down and opened it.

  As soon as we were inside I closed the door with my foot, and headed straight to my bedroom anxiety filling my veins. I had never brought a woman back to my home it was my domain, my peace and quiet. Did this mean something?

  I dumped Chloe onto the bed and undid my tie, shucked my shoes and any other clothing that wasn’t needed. Then I reached for her helping her remove every single bit of fabric that had the pleasure of lying on her skin.

  “I’m jealous…” I nipped at her nipple, taking it between my teeth gently as I pushed both cups of her bra down. Her head fell back against the expensive cashmere sheets, her lips parting as a deep moan fell from them. “These clothes…” I nipped at her other rosy bud, my teeth grazing against the sensitive flesh as I removed her bra, making my way down to her skirt. I gripped the zipper in between my fingers my eyes finding hers, asking for permission, begging for permission before I pulled the zipper down and took her.

  “I want this Ryan. I want you.” She looked like a siren beneath me her beautiful hair fanned out around her, her face was glowing, her eyes lust filled. She was ready for me and that made me happier than anything ever fucking had.

  “Good, now hold on and enjoy the ride because I’m not stopping till your legs are shaking, and every single tenant on this floor knows my name, you understand me?” I promised her pleasure and I was going to deliver, not once, twice, or three times, but continually throughout the night. She would have to beg me to stop because my need for her couldn’t be fulfilled with just one fuck.

  She smiled up at me, before she reached for my cock, which was still in my boxers threatening to break free.

  Oh hell no, if she wanted to touch me I was going to be touching her too. She shoved from the bed, the skirt falling to the floor and there she stood in nothing but her heels, and a scandalous barely there lacy long.

  “Oh fuck me, the sight of you right now is enough to make me cum.” She grabbed the waistband of my boxers with a naughty glint in her eyes before settling between my legs. Her nails raked against my skin as she released my cock and it sprang free as if it had been contained for a lifetime.

  “I want you in my mouth. I want to taste you. All of you.” She confessed, my head tipped back as pleasure filled my veins the mere fact she wanted to suck me off was literally about to bring me to my knees. I’d received my fair share of blowjobs, and I'd fucked lots of women in my time but nothing, I mean nothing compared to having Chloe on her knees before me.

  I cupped her underneath the chin my eyes colliding with hers, those dark blue eyes reminding me of ocean waves as they broke against the sand.

  “It would be a fucking honor to have you suck my cock.” As soon as the words were said a greedy smile formed upon her angelic face. I released her chin and within seconds my cock was surrounded by a blanket of warmth her tongue gliding over the head and down the shaft eagerly as if she couldn’t get enough.

  My hands moved to their own accord making there way into her hair where I gripped gently, encouraging her to take more of me into her mouth.

  “Fucking Christ Chloe!” I hissed between clenched teeth trying to fight off the pleasure so that I wouldn’t cum like a sixteen-year-old boy having sex for the first time. It was impossible though, the warmth of her mouth and the small little moans that vibrated from the back of her throat as she sucked and licked with every single fiber of her begin just pushing me closer to the edge.

  She released me with a pop her face tilting up as she looked at me with lustful eyes her lips swollen, and wet, “Is this what you want Mr. Nelson? Me on my knees, sucking you off until you explode in my mouth?” Puffs of air left my lungs as I tried to swallow around the lump in my throat. I was so overcome with pleasure, not only from her actions but also her words, that I almost couldn’t speak, the only thing I could do was her, and I would fucking show her.

  Cupping the back of her head I gripped her hair tightly against the scalp, a deep moan vibrated from her chest. Whatever patience I had went out the window as soon as she started talking dirty to me.

  “My patience is gone baby, now I just want your hot little mouth sucking my cock until my warmth coats your throat.” I growled shoving my cock to the back of her throat without warning. She gagged, and her eyes watered but she caught herself breathing through her nose as she sucked and licked the head of my cock. I pulled out completely and then slid back into her sweet mouth a moment later taking from her everything I wanted.

  As her tongue swirled around the head and her teeth gently glided against the sides, I gripped onto her hair tighter my movements becoming jerky as I moved faster inside her mouth.

  “Yes! Yes. Suck my cock baby…” My belly filled with pleasure that radiated down my spine and as my balls rose, my toes curled, and the coil of tension in my body released I knew it would never be this good with anyone else, ever.

  My hot seed shot into the back of her throat, and I almost felt like a dick for not warning her until I looked down at her through hooded eyes and saw the satisfaction she got from getting me off. My little office assistance was actually a dirty little slut who liked to be fucked by the boss, and honestly I wouldn’t have wanted it any other way.

  “It’s my turn now.” I demanded my voice almost menacing as the pleasure took over my senses. The need to control her inside and outside her body was overwhelming. As soon as she made it to her feet I slammed her against the wall, her legs finding there way around my hips.

  “Take me Ryan. I want to feel every inch of your cock throbbing deep inside of me.” Fuck! I placed my lips against hers in an almost brutal manner; this woman had no idea how she made me feel she had no idea how hard she made me or how deeply she had embedded herself under my skin.

  “I’m sorry…” I placed a gentle kiss against her forehead apologizing for what was about to happen.

  “For what?” I could hear the confusion in her words but ignored them because she would understand in a second. I moved us to bed and dropped her on the mattress, flipping her to her belly. As much as I wanted to see her face as she came in my arms, I also wanted to slap that ass of hers.

  “Because I’m about to fuck you so hard I’m worried I may actually hurt you, but more than that I’m worried that I might wake up tomorrow and this not be real, so I’m going to hurt us both, oh so good inside, and out.”

  Her lips parted and I took the chance to kiss her, to give her the same feeling she gave me. The heart pounding, Earth shattering feeling, the one that no other woman would ever be able to replace.

  Chapter Six

  When Ryan and I collided it was like all the cosmos in the universe had aligned, like we were the perfect amount of beauty and chaos wrapped up in a perfect little package.

  My senses were heightened, my body floating into another realm where all I could feel or see was pleasure. Was it possible that all along I had needed Ryan? That he was the missing piece to my puzzle?

  “Do you feel this baby?” Every thrust pierced my soul, fracturing the walls that I had placed around my heart. I was falling for Ryan and having sex with him was only making those feelings that much more noticeable.

  “Harder…” I panted into the sheets sweat dripping from my body my ass jutted out in the air the sound of skin slapping skin and the smell of sex surrounding us. Tingles covered my body, and my belly coiled into a tight knot. Ryan took my words to heart, his fingers gripping my hips with brute strength. I was fucking sure I would be bruised tomorrow but I didn’t care, they were mere love bites, reminders of the time we shared together.

  “Your pussy is like heaven, I just want to fucking live in it.” Ryan moaned, his teeth grating down my spine. I arched into his touch, his cock shifting upwards hitting my g-spot in the most deliciously satisfying way. With every single thrust, his balls slammed against my clit,
the added friction giving me just what I needed to come all over his cock.

  “I’m coming.” I barely got the words out as I moaned horribly loud, my chest vibrating as I all but screamed. Ryan didn’t stop though, no he sped up, his pace almost painful as he shoved my face into the mattress, and smacked my ass cheek hard.

  “Did I tell you to come all over my cock? Did I say you could?” His dirty talking turned me on even more, as if that was possible. I was still on cloud nine my body floating above me when he smacked my ass again this time a little harder than last. My pussy was so full with his cock, and every slap made me more aware of it.

  “I… I’m sorry.” I panted into the sheets, my fingers gripping at them as if they could save me from this animal of a man.

  Ryan laughed and it was warming, “I doubt that baby, but I’m going to make sure you are.” In an instant I was flipped over onto my back coming face to face with the beast his hard cock still inside of me. He stared at me with longing, and something else I couldn’t name.

  He whisked me up in his arms forcing me to wrap myself around him. Face to face was much more intimate, and something that I wasn’t ready for or at least I didn’t think so, that is until Ryan slipped through my folds and deep into my pussy. I moaned louder than necessary as he filled me inch by ever loving inch.

  “I want you Chloe. I want you so bad it fucking hurts.” His lips grazed my forehead as he lifted me up and down on his cock, my entire body weight being held by his strong arms. His muscles strained and my pussy clenched as he forced me to take all of him. He wasn’t just giving me pleasure though; no he was giving me his all. All the fine pieces of who he was.

  He wanted me to feel him inside my heart, and remember him and the things he had done to my body, and I would. Long after the orgasmic coma wore off, and the throbbing of my pussy stopped I would forever remember the way he made me feel, like I was the only thing that mattered in the world.

  “Come. Now.” His growl was animalistic and as I came for a third time in less than twenty minutes I realized this man was in fact the King of orgasms. Waves of pleasure hit me dragging me under, each wave more powerful than the last. I leaned into Ryan, my head resting against his as I tried to withstand the waves of pleasure and pain.

  “I want this. I want you. Forever.” Ryan whispered against my sweaty skin, his grip on me tightening as he pulled out of me, leaving a void deep inside my chest. I knew what he was asking me, and I wanted to give him that, I wanted to be that girl for him but the truth was I didn’t know if I was cut out for this, for him.

  He made me a different person, a person I wasn’t sure I wanted to be. He flipped my moral compass upside down. He made me feel dirty, and used and the worst part about it was that I liked it.

  “I want you too.” I finally said realizing I needed to say something. The truth was I wanted him. I just didn’t know for how long.

  He cradled me in his arms our breaths matching one another’s as he settled us into the bed. Our bodies were slick with sweat and smelt of sex, but I didn’t care. I just wanted to be with him, to have his arms wrapped around me, to feel his heartbeat against my back in rhythm with my own.

  “I’m never letting go.” I heard the words faintly in my ear just as I was about to drift off to sleep his touch, and the day’s events reminding me just how tired I really was. For some strange reason I too felt the need to remind him that I wasn’t going to be going anywhere either.

  “I’ll always be here.” The words left my lips without thought of the consequences they may bring. Instead my eyes drifted closed, and I let the pleasure and warmth of the man I loved wash over me, carrying me into my dreams.

  ***

  I awoke the next morning, confused, and feeling as if I ran a triathlon, which may have been true, had I actually done so and not received numerous orgasms instead. I rolled over in the king size bed expecting to find Ryan’s warm body, my fingertips grazing on a piece of paper instead.

  -C

  You’re beautiful when you’re sleeping. Please have that pussy warmed up when I get back from the office. I like my breakfast warm.

  -Ry

  I lifted my hand to my lips feeling a smile form against my fingers. It was a strange feeling to be smiling and being happy when just a week ago I was jobless, volunteering at the local homeless shelter and on the verge of being homeless myself. Who knew that in a blink of my eyes I would be screwing one of the nation's most eligible bachelors, and still something didn’t seem right, like maybe it was all too good to be true?

  The giddy feeling of being fucked by Ryan didn’t leave me not even as I got up, and slipped into one of his shirts, or as I walked aimlessly around his apartment digesting my surroundings and taking in everything that I failed to notice last night as we made our way to his bedroom.

  My fingers slid across the mantle above the fireplace, something I should’ve noticed because of its beauty, but failed too. The wood was high-end, exquisite and, oozed manliness. In fact the entire room was very much manly.

  A floor to ceiling window allowed ample light into the room, but also gave way to a beautiful view of the city. The large, comfy king size bed was placed against a brick wall, the black cashmere sheets blending with the room perfectly.

  I made a beeline for the bathroom that was connected to the bedroom but not before taking a look in the closet. I couldn’t resist the urge to find out more about him even if was just seeing what filled his closet. Expensive suits and dozens of ties were hung with care everything color coordinated and perfectly hung.

  I didn’t spend much time exploring his closet, not because there wasn’t much in it but because there wasn’t anything very interesting in it. I was actually shocked at how little he had in there. Ryan’s closet was huge, my entire apartment could fit inside the space but it was only half filled with his belongings.

  At the very end of the closet was where Ryan must’ve stored his casual clothing something I definitely wanted to see him in. Jeans, t-shirts, and sweaters were all folded and neatly placed in their own spots.

  “This is a dream…” My voice sounded so small in such a large room.

  “For fuck’s sake!” A female voice that I didn’t recognize boomed from outside the bedroom startling me from the fairytale dream I was having. I scurried from the closet, my eyes honing in on a blonde bombshell, a woman that rivaled all those that I had admired in magazines as a teenager.

  She wore a black pencil skirt, and white blouse, it was the simplest outfit on the face of the Earth but she made it look stunning. Anxiety didn’t hit me full force till she noticed me and our eyes collided. The angry heat in her stare told me she didn’t like that I was here, and that made me want to shrivel up and walk right out of this apartment without another word said.

  “Who the hell are you?” I took a deep breath, her words lashing against my skin angrily. I could feel the bite of her words, and knew that something was very much wrong here.

  “Shouldn’t I be asking you that?” Somehow I had found my voice and with it came a pair of balls to match. Maybe she’s a business partner? Or an ex girlfriend?

  Fuck me. I could feel my heart shattering as the words left her perfect pouty red lips, “His girlfriend of course.” The sneer of her words didn’t hurt as much as realizing the man I was sleeping with actually had a girlfriend and that I was the other girl.

  “I….” I stumbled over my words, taking a few steps back in the direction of the bed. I needed to find my clothes, and get out of here before the angry tears started to fall from my eyes, or worse yet, Ryan showed up. The last thing I need is to be present for the awkward confrontation.

  A huge smile formed on the blonde’s face, “Oh, I know who you are… Another of his play things…” She nodded her head as if she knew something I didn’t as if this wasn’t the first time she discovered another woman half naked in his apartment.

  “This…” I grabbed my skirt, shucking Ryan’s shirt like it was on fire, and slipped in
to my skirt. “It isn’t what you think.” I continued, pulling on my blouse, not the least bit concerned with the fact that I didn’t have a bra on. It’s not like I could make myself look any worse, the woman had already caught me practically naked, clearly aware that I slept with her boyfriend.

  All I wanted to do was get out of this place and away from Ryan’s girlfriend; away from the humiliation I was feeling. Not only was I the woman that slept with her boss but now I was also apparently the other woman.

  “Please sweetheart, you’re not the first, and you definitely won’t be the last…” She huffed out examining her well manicured nails as if I was wasting her time or something. As much as I didn’t want to believe that this woman was dating the man that I had started to fall for all the facts pointed towards the truth.

  She had let herself in, which meant she definitely had a key. Her image fit exactly to what Ryan needed in his life, someone who was more than ready for the paparazzi, or media interviews on the drop of a dime.

  “I’m sorry.” I wasn’t even sure where the apology came from. Maybe it was because I felt bad for her for staying with him when she knew he was doing this to her. Then again why did I care, he hurt me too, he had strung me along, and he had pursued me even when he knew I was uncomfortable and upset about sleeping with my boss. He made me fall for him and now here I was being laughed at, and made to look like an even bigger fool.

  “Don’t be… He fuck’s like a saint and I’m more than willing to share, once or twice.” The tears I had been holding back stung painfully behind my eyes. I needed to leave, to run, and to get as far away from him and this entire situation as I possibly could.

  “Sure.” I mumbled under my breath walking on wobbly legs towards the door. My hand rested on the cold metal of the handle. I gripped it angrily, wanting to give this woman a piece of my mind but knowing damn well that I shouldn’t, because honestly she wasn’t worth the breath or the effort it would take.