Gift for the Boss: Billionaire Romance Christmas Novella (4 page)

Everyone yelled 'Hi!' and Alex turned to Jamie, touching the side of her face and smiling. "I'm only yours, baby. Now everyone knows that." He leaned down and kissed her softly as the room erupted in ooos and ahhs.

Warmth rushed up Jamie's chest and covered her cheeks as she walked behind her boss, her lover, her best friend. The blonde to her right smiled apologetically and mouthed,
'Sorry'
.

She nodded and moved to stand beside Alex as the kids started to make their way to sit on his lap. Most needed help, and some had to be picked up out of wheelchairs and given to him. By the time the event was over, Jamie was emotionally spent, and beyond blessed at the life she'd been given.

"Can we do this every day?" she asked as Alex pulled her close just beside the truck.

"Yes. We can do anything you want to do, Jamie." He leaned down and brushed his nose by hers.

"I'm proud of you. You did a great thing today." She brushed her lips by his.

"You make me want to be a good man." He kissed her again. "Well, sort of. Where the kids are concerned, yes. Where the little red slinky thing under this elf costume is concerned… hell, no."

"Speaking of… Let's get home so you can open your present."

He growled, and she giggled, the promise of a long night of passion on their minds.

Jamie grabbed the Italian take-out from the backseat as they pulled up to the house. Her stomach had made its demands known half the way home, but Alex's hadn't been silent either. They burst out laughing at their gut conversation. She followed him to the door, letting her eyes move down the back of him to enjoy fully how good his red Santa pants hugged his perfect rear. He was one sexy Santa.

"I'll grab a bottle of red wine. You get the food on plates, and I'll meet you at the coffee table in the living room. Sound good?" He glanced over his shoulder as he opened the door and then disarmed the house alarm.

"The pasta has red sauce. I don't want to accidentally spill it on the floor on the living room carpet. Do you mind if we just eat at the kitchen table?" She moved past him as he flipped on the lights, purposely brushing his derrière with her hip. She giggled when he stumbled.

He faced her and pouted. For a moment she thought it was because she’d bumped him. "But I want to snuggle down by the fire for dinner.” He winked mischievously. “If we mess up the carpet, I'll replace it. No worries." He popped her butt playfully and followed her into the kitchen. "I'm going to change. Do you want..." he paused as he tried to sneak a peek at what she was wearing below.

She slapped his hands away and laughed. "No! I like this outfit.” She lowered her voice. “You promised to undress me… later." Sliding into his arms, she glanced up to study him more fully. His loving gaze had to be the first thing to catch her attention. He'd always been attentive and interested in her, though as her boss he’d kept it hidden, but the look had shifted significantly. He looked like a man in love.

She just had a hard time swallowing the fact that the look was because of her – that it was just for her.

"Fine.” He grinned wickedly. “We'll just stay in this until dinner’s over. Then I'm going to take my time and make love to you the way you deserve to be made love to." He leaned down and pressed his lips to hers softly at first, and then with more passion as the kiss warmed them up.

Jamie pulled back as her stomach let out another painful growl. "Food, then love-making."

"Alright, but don't eat too much. I want to be the only thing stuffing you tonight." He lifted his eyebrow.

"No. That was just horrible," she snorted, and laughed before turning to her task of putting their dinner on plates. She used to be so conscious about her weight, and now she could laugh and make fun of herself? She’d come a long way since last Christmas.

"Really? I thought it was quite creative," he chuckled and moved to her side, working on opening a bottle of red wine.

"You thought wrong."

He laughed. "First time for everything, I guess."

She rolled her eyes. "Dress you up like Santa, and you get all heady over it."

"No, I'm heady over the fact that the best-looking woman in the world wants to spend the night with me." He reached for her playfully, but she pulled away from him and instead picked up their plates and hurried into the living room.

"Not just the night. Forever." She turned before she could get a read on his reaction. They hadn't really talked about marriage, and she wanted to discuss it so damn bad, but some part of her felt like it was still too soon. It hadn’t even been a year since they'd met, and even less since they’d started dating, but she wanted him forever. At one point she was sure he would ask, but it had been a box with a key to his mansion. She’d just have to wait till he broached the subject. She smiled to herself; she wasn’t going anywhere in the meantime.

After setting up their place settings and rearranging the coffee table, she slipped off her elf booties and got down on the floor. Tucking her legs under her, she turned in time to watch him walk from the kitchen. The swell of his erection was far worse than it had been earlier, his cock having hardened and taken its place down the inside of his thigh. Seeing him like that left her a bit overwhelmed. He was a large guy, but something about the tight Santa suit made it even bigger.

"Hey... eyes up here, woman." He set the wine down and dragged his fingers from his erection to his eyes, teasing her.

She laughed and took her glass. "Just admiring your assets."

"Good. I'll give you an up-close visit here shortly." He moved to sit down beside her and reached over, pulling her into a quick kiss. "I love you. Thank you for your help today. You were brilliant. Best thing to ever happen to me."

Her chest constricted with the warmth of emotion that rolled over her. "I love you too."

They ate for a few minutes and laughed over the various things that had happened during the day, just enjoying their time together. When they were done, Alex wiped his mouth on a napkin and leaned back against the couch.

"My brother is coming in tomorrow?" He reached over and took Jamie's hand, lifting it to his lips and kissing her fingers softly as he watched her.

A shiver raced through her, and she moved closer, leaving the rest of her dinner untouched.

"Yeah. He should be here around ten, I think. I figured we could have breakfast ready, and then head over to see my parents. I assume you and Mark are coming with me?" She was hopeful, and had already planned to have them beside her, though she really hadn't asked.

"You want us there?" Alex scooted even closer and wrapped his arms around her.

"Yes, I do." She leaned in and touched the side of his face. "I think it’ll make things a lot easier."

"Then we'll be there." He kissed her softly. "It's cold in here. Right?"

"Yeah, a little chilly. Start us a fire, and I'll take this stuff to the kitchen."

"Perfect." He kissed her again before moving back and crawling toward the fire on his hands and knees. He sat back on his heels, and damn if he didn't look like a little boy trying to look grown up. How a man could be so damn cute and sexy at the same time was beyond Jamie.

She shook her head, gathered up their dishes, and walked into the kitchen, a little overwhelmed with gratefulness again. The Christmas before had been a disaster of epic proportions. Not only had Steven left her for Christine, but her car had broken down for the last time, and she’d had to move into her parents’ basement. She’d been broke, and miserable, and so alone.

"Wow. Things can change so drastically in the blink of an eye." She put the dishes in the sink and tugged off her little elf hat as she walked back to join Alex.

"You say something, baby?" he asked, looking over his shoulder and scooting over to make room for her in front of the fireplace.

"Just thinking out loud about how much my life has changed. Last Christmas was horrible, but this one is already the best I've ever had." She took the hand he offered, and sat beside him.

He leaned over and kissed her cheek before getting back to starting the fire. "Same here. I honestly figured one day I'd end up marrying some rich bitch who wanted my money and very little of my time. I thought that's how it worked for guys like me, but coming from poor beginnings, I knew it was a damn lie I kept feeding myself."

“I might be that bitch who’s just after your money and soon won’t want any of your time, except for sex. I’ll use you and abuse you.”

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.

She slowed as the orgasm dissipated, her breathing off, and her hips still rolling rhythmically. "Shit, I love you!" She smiled helplessly.

"Me too. You're so beautiful. I love how you take what you need. Anything you want from me, Jamie... it's yours." He slid his hands up to hold onto her waist as he carefully rolled them, leaving her on her back and him between her legs.

She wrapped her legs around him and reached up to wrap her arms around his neck.

He pressed into her hold and worked himself into her again, deeper this time. Pressing his lips to hers, he emulated the sex they had with the thick pumping of his tongue into her mouth.

Jamie whimpered at the hot deliciousness of his abilities, and sucked hard at his tongue as he made love to her body. They gave and took from each other throughout the night, each of them reaching the peak of orgasm three or four times.

By the time they were done, the fire had gone out, and Alex had gotten up to get them blankets and pillows.