“You’re going to make me come already, baby. Like a fucking high school boy. I’m going to fill that tight little cunt with my load. You want it?”
“Yes, Daddy,” I whimper happily through a smile.
“You want my cum? Tell me that you want it.”
“I want it, Daddy. I want it!”
Holding me in place with his arms, pinning my eyes to his with his stare, Lance unloads inside me, filling me with his warm, slick release. Shot after hot shot fills me, even overflows out of me and drips down my thighs and butt and onto the floor. I cry out and grasp his strong hips as he thrusts inside me, never stopping until every last drop has sprayed out. Only then does he collapse onto the floor beside me and wrap me in his embrace.
“Sorry if I got carried away there,” he groans. “I just couldn’t help myself.”
“Carried away?” I whimper. “Lance, it was incredible…”
“You are incredible. It’s just too bad you’re such a goddamn pain in the ass.”
I practically leap to my feet before I realize he’s kidding. He smiles and pulls my lips to his and kisses me with such passion that I feel as though I’m the only woman in the world. That ball of warmth he caused to grow inside of me has expanded, engulfing us both.
“I could lie here forever,” I admit.
“Go to sleep, baby. I’ll wake you up before the staff arrives in the morning.”
Closing my eyes, the last thought on my mind is just how impossible this all seems. How in the world could something like this have happened? I don’t know, but I’ll take it. It seems as though my Christmas gift to myself, or the universe’s Christmas gift to me this year is Lance Frost. And I didn’t even know he was on my list.
In fact, I was sure he wa
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LANCE
I WAKE up when I hear the elevator ding.
In a flash, I’m on my feet and look down to see Faith still sleeping beneath me by the Christmas tree. I check my phone and realize we’ve slept in. Shit. So much for waking her up before the staff arrives.
“Faith!” I hiss. “Get up, get up!”
Faith’s eyes open slowly. She smiles when she sees me and stretches.
“Mmm, what time is it?”
“Come on, get into my office! We overslept!”
For a second, she doesn’t move. Then, once she’s processed what I’ve said, she gasps and leaps to her feet. “You told me you’d wake me!”
“I know, I’m sorry!” We scramble for our clothes and race into my office and just as I’m closing the door, I hear the first few employees walk in.
“I can’t believe this, Lance!” Faith hisses as she tugs her skirt back on. Yeah, I fucked up, but even now I can’t help but start to get hard for her gorgeous, naked body. “I’m going to be wearing the same clothes as I had on yesterday! Everyone will know!”
“Relax,” I say, taking my phone. I dial Jane, my assistant. She answers on the first ring. “Jane, hey, I need you to bring over some clothes to the office now. Yeah, you remember Faith? That clumsy new girl? She spilled coffee all over herself and needs something to wear. Just bring a bunch of options, okay? Great. Thanks.” I hang up. “She’ll be here soon.”
“Clumsy new girl!?” Faith barks. “Seriously?”
“I’m trying to not make it obvious that we fucked last night, okay?” I chuckle. “Or do you want me to just come right out and tell her?”
Faith groans and puts her head in her hands. “But my hair! My makeup! Everyone will know!”
I take her by the hand and lead her into my private bathroom and start the shower. “Wash up and by the time you’re finished, Jane will be here with your change of clothes. Everything will be fine.”
This isn’t like me. Being so protective over someone, let alone a woman. What should I care if people in the office think she’s trying to fuck her way up the ladder? It’s really not my problem. But for some reason, I don’t want them thinking that way about Faith. I feel like her guardian. Like it’s my job to make sure things go well for her, no matter what they are.