I nod, holding onto his shoulders as he works his finger inside of me. He pushes through my walls, stretching me, but with the gentlest of touches, coaxing me wide open.
“You all right?” he says against my lips as he peppers me with small kisses of adoration.
“Yes. I need more, Nick. Please give me more.” I pant as he pushes deeper, exploring me inside and out.
He growls again. His fingers stroke the hair from my prosthetic ears so he can lick and nibble all around them. “You’re really tight. I can’t wait to feel you snug around my dick.” His tongue licks inside my ear, then he nips my earlobe. “I want you so bad. Feel how hard I am for my little star.”
Nick guides my hand to wrap around his erection. It’s smoother than I imagined. Silky smooth, but rigid and hot. His palm covers my hand as he guides me up and down his shaft.
“I want you to just take me, Nick. I don’t care about protection.” My head spins. With his finger probing inside me, another orgasm crests.
“Not now, sweetheart. When I take you, I want to do it properly. I want you naked in my bed, where I can take my sweet time with you.”
His mouth covers mine, his tongue spelling out how much he wants me. “Maybe just the tip for now.” He removes his finger and moves his hips, lining himself up with my entrance. The head of his erection dips into my wet heat, and I moan at the slight stretch as he pushes inside just a little.
Looking down between us, I can just see the tip of his shaft disappear inside. My dress bunched around my squidgy stomach prevents me from seeing more, but I feel everything as he groans, sliding farther inside me.
“It’s too good, sweetheart. I can’t.” He pulls out, takes his shaft in hand and starts jerking himself off. He fills me again with a thick finger. “Give me one more O, Joy. I want to watch your face while you come on my finger.”
“I’m almost there, Nick. Keep doing that.”
“This?” He rubs a spot inside me I never knew existed. His thumb presses against my sensitive spot, making my limbs shake.
“Yes. Yes. Yes.” My nails imprint crescents on his shoulders as I cling to him, riding out my orgasm.
Green jewels glint in his eyes. “I’ve never seen anything so beautiful as my naughty elf creaming up my fingers.” He smirks, making his eyes twinkle. “Now it’s my turn.” His hand jerks faster. “Santa’s about to empty his sack.”
Blow on my baubles, he can dirty talk as good as any book boyfriend. I hold my breath, watching him bring himself to ecstasy. I reach down but he’s too fast for me and all I can do is watch in amazement as he pulses and squirts hot ropes of cum between my thighs.
It’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen and I want to rub it into my skin like lotion and keep him on me for the rest of the day. I never want to leave this room.
He pants heavily against me. His forehead rests against mine. “That’s one delicious Christmas pudding, Joy. I wish you could see how pretty your pussy looks covered in my cream.”
I let out a long breath. I may not have gone all the way, but what we just did was as good as. “That was…” I take in another deep breath, trying to think of the right words. “Everything I’ve ever wanted.”
He smirks, looking rather proud. His palms cup my heated cheeks, the scent of me on his hand as he caresses my face with the rough pads of his thumbs. “Better than the bosses in your books?”
“Hundred percent better.”
“Better than Mr Turbo?” He grins, making me giggle.
“Mr Turbo isn’t any good at dirty talk. I told you he lacks personality.”
“I’m glad. I don’t want you dirty talking with anyone else but me.” He presses his lips to my forehead and my heart melts at the touch.
My belly warms. It’s the best feeling in the world to be adored by this man.
A muffled ringtone sounds out from somewhere in the office, interrupting our kiss. I turn to the side, searching his desk for the phone.
“I think you’re sitting on it.” He points to my naked bottom, crumpling his paperwork.
“Oh.” I lean to the side, lifting my behind off the desk. Nick peels the ringing mobile from my cheek.
He pulls the elastic of his trousers over his privates and answers the phone. “Hello.”
I pluck a few tissues from the holder on Nick’s desk and wipe the cum from between my thighs.
“How is he?” Nick asks, pacing the office.
