“I need to know if you’re ready for me, Joy.” He side eyes me. “I need to know before I get to your flat. If you’re not ready, tell me now.”
My heart pounds. “I’m ready.” A sheen of sweat coats my skin. I wipe my clammy palms against the green dress.
“If you’re sure, because once I get you alone in your flat, I’m gonna lose all elf-control with you.” He shuffles in his seat as he knocks the gear into fifth, flooring the accelerator.
“Nick, slow down. This is a forty zone.”
He shifts back into fourth as we approach the lights. “I’m hard as rock, Joy. I can’t wait much longer.”
My walls clench. I’m more than ready to take the next step with him. Desperate even. The way he looks at me and makes me feel like I’m the sexiest woman alive, I can’t think of a better man to take this step with.
He treats my innocence as a gift, not a curse, and I’m so glad he’s going to be my first. My only Christmas wish is that we can go the distance. From here on out, I want to spend every Christmas with this man, plus all the time in between.
22
JOY
Nick parks in front of my flat. We both step out of the car at the same time. “How long do we have before Sara comes home?”
“She’s staying at her boyfriend’s tonight.” I open my purse for the key and walk up the steps to our door.
Once inside, Nick’s broad frame pins me to the wall. He nibbles my ear, then whispers, “I want you spread out on your bed where I can enjoy you properly.”
“Kay.” My voice is a squeak. I struggle to compute anything with the throb between my thighs. With wobbly knees, I stumble into my bedroom.
Nick sheds his hoodie on the back of the sofa as he follows me. The tie and shirt are the next things to go, dropping onto my bedroom carpet. His broad chest expands with a deep breath. “Where’s Mr Turbo? I think it’s about time you introduced us.”
“Oh, baubles.” I shuffle to the bedside drawer and open it. Mr Turbo sleeps snuggly in a plush, green velvet box. I lift him out with two hands and a giggle. My cheeks are on fire, just like my core. “Nick, meet Mr Turbo.” I cover my mouth to hide another giggle.
Nick snatches the device from my hand. “Let’s see what this bad boy can do.” He pushes the button at the base, his eyes widening at the rotating head. He pushes the button again, changing the setting to super vibration mode. His hand jitters as he holds it. “Damn, is that a turbo boost?”
I nod as I unzip my dress with shaky hands.
Nick turns the vibe off, throws it on the bed, and closes the distance between us. He gently lifts my chin with his large finger and thumb. “Don’t be nervous. It’s just me.” He grins. “Well, me and Mr Turbo.”
“That’s what I’m afraid of. Nothing other than a tampon has ever been inside me. I don’t think I can handle both of you.” I stare up at him with wide eyes.
“Slow down there, little star. This ain’t that book you read. We have to work up to double penetration.”
I pull back with pinched eyebrows. “What book?”
“I forget the names. Something about the boss and his brother.” He chuckles as if remembering a scene.
“Oh. You read that?”
“I read some of it.” He slides my dress off my shoulders, exposing my white cotton bra. A growl rumbles at the back of his throat as his fingers outline the dainty bow between my breasts. “I can share you with Mr Turbo, but that’s it.”
With two hands, he pops the clasp under the bow. The bra flings open, setting my breasts free. He slides the straps down my arms and discards it on the floor along with my dress. My breasts hang heavy between us. His thumb finds my nipple and circles the hardened nub before his fingers trail over my squidgy stomach. “Nobody else gets to touch you here.”
I gasp when he cups between my thighs, squeezing my fleshy mound.
His thick finger slides between my clenched thighs. “Your a little wet down here, Joy. You’re making a mess in your knickers again.” He quirks a grin. “Be a good little elf and take them off for your boss.”
My heart hammers against my ribs. The pulse in my neck throbs along with the one between my thighs. I slip my thumbs into the side of the elastic and shimmy them down my chubby thighs.
“Lie down, sweetheart.” Nick takes the rest of his clothes off. I gaze up at his impressive body as he tears open a silver wrapper. His green eyes don’t leave mine as he sheathes himself.
Once he’s covered, he kneels on the bed, towering over my body. With a firm hand, he lifts my stocking covered ankle and presses his lips there.
