Gift for the Boss (Managing the Bosses 3.50)

Alex burst out laughing.

“It’s not that funny,” she said, chuckling herself.

“Jamie, you are so far from that kind of person!” He leaned forward and nibbled her neck before leaning back. “You’re like an angel.”

“Angel in an elf outfit?” She shook her head. “You’re pretty amazing yourself, you know?” Jamie leaned back, sliding her hands behind her as she stretched her legs out. "I think having someone beside you who you not only trust, but honestly, truly love, has to be the greatest gift ever."

He brushed off his hands and moved back to his hands and knees. Crawling over the top of her, he lined his body up with hers and kissed her a few times.

"I couldn't agree more. You're quickly becoming everything to me." He moved off her to lie on his side just beside her. "Come lay like this with me. I want to feel you."

Jamie obeyed immediately, wanting to be pressed against the front of the handsome, buff Santa Claus. She chuckled at the thought and moved onto her side, facing him.

He reached out with his free hand and brushed her hair back behind her ear. "What are you giggling about now, beautiful girl?"

"Just the fact that I'm getting turned on by Santa Claus," she chuckled again.

His smile was sexy and a little naughty. "You think it's hot, actually."

Soft fingertips brushed the side of her thigh, dragging her dress with them. Alex leaned up a little, glancing down the line of her body and letting out a groan.

"Fuck, that's so hot." He pulled her in closer, forcing her leg to drape over his legs. The thickness of his erection rubbed along her thigh, and she was done playing around. It was a romantic moment, but after watching him prance around all day in the tight red suit that left little to the imagination, she wanted him violently.

Pushing at his chest until he rolled over onto his back, Jamie moved up to straddle him. His hands massaged her thighs and played with the straps of her garter as she worked on the buttons of his Santa jacket. She opened the soft felt and slid her hands against his skin, scraping him with her nails a little before leaning over and replacing her hands with her mouth.

He jerked and groaned as her teeth encircled his nipple. "Fuck, Jamie."

"Exactly. I want to," she purred softly as she moved up to his neck, licking and kissing him as he played with the edge of her panties along her rear.

"Then get me out of these damn pants and you can take what's yours." He turned his face toward hers and slid his free hand into her hair, pulling her in for a long, hot kiss. She rocked against him, rubbing herself over the thickness of his cock. Remembrance of him buried deep inside her during their mid-morning escapade swept through her vision, and her body reacted.

"But they look so good on you," she teased him playfully as she moved down his body and tugged the pants and his black boxer-briefs off of him. She stood while he worked his arms out of his jacket, and she took off her elf dress. The little red see-through lace teddy under it left hardly any of her covered.

He let out a long groan. "Turn around slowly and let me see you."

She half expected nervousness to overwhelm her, but it didn't. It was the difference in knowing that the man lying at her feet actually loved her, not just desiring the pleasure she could provide. Turning slowly, she slid her hands over her hips and upper thighs over and over, wanting to tease him mercilessly.

"Enough," he barked and sat up, reaching up and clasping his hands on the back of her thighs. He pressed his face to her center and breathed deeply. The sound of hungry appreciation that left him almost broke her in two. "Come ride me."

He laid back down and took his cock in his grasp, pumping it slowly as he watched her. "All I want for Christmas is you."

"I know the feeling all too well." She slid her panties down her thighs and moved toward him, only to have him stop her.

"No. I want you completely

naked. I love the way this thing looks on you, but I want to feel your skin against mine. Come here and I'll take it off of you." He reached for her, pulling her down to straddle him again.

Jamie lowered herself onto him, pressing the wet warmth of her body to the hardness of his. He worked to get the top off of her as she slid along his length, working herself toward orgasm with the deliciousness of their contact.

He chucked the dress behind them and left the garter and stockings on as he reached up to palm her breasts. "That's it, Ms. Connors. Work yourself against it. Tell me when you're about to come, and I'll slide in and fuck you right over the edge."

His words did it for her.

She nodded, unable to speak as a fire erupted in the center of her stomach. "Now," she whimpered, unable to find the depths of her voice.

Alex grabbed her hips tightly and shifted her as he pressed himself deep inside of her. The sound that ripped from her was guttural and needy.

"There you go. Fuck!" He tightened his grip on her hips as she began to take from him exactly what she needed to ride the high all the way through.