Santa' Wayward Elf (9 page)

But rather than bury his face between her thighs like she
wanted him to do, Derek leaned forward and slowly kissed his way down her leg.
He seemed content to take his time working his way up to her pussy, and she
shivered as much from the stubble on his jaw as she did from the anticipation
of what his tongue was going to feel like on her clit.

The closer Derek got to her pussy, the more that area of her
body throbbed. Figgy. If he didn’t put his mouth on her soon, she was going to
go insane, she was sure of it.

“Derek, please…” she begged as he pressed a gentle kiss to
the tender skin on the inside of her thigh.

He lifted his head to give her a look that was both hot and
teasing at the same time. “Please what?”

Sosie almost groaned in frustration. He was going to make
her say it, wasn’t he? “Lick my pussy.”

“Like this?” he asked, before bending his head to swipe his
tongue along her slick folds.

“Exactly like that.”

“What about like this?” he asked, before pushing his tongue
into her wet opening.

“Oh, yes. That, too.”

Derek shifted, cupping her ass cheeks with his hands. He ran
his tongue up her wet slit. “Mmm,” he breathed. “You taste delicious, do you
know that?”

She’d never had a guy tell her that before. But then again,
she’d never been with a BP before. “Do I?”

His tongue glided over her again. “Mmm-hmmm.”

Sosie felt her cheeks grow warm. He really knew what to say
to get an elf girl hot and bothered, didn’t he?

She was about to thank him when he began to make slow
circles round and round her clit, and the ability to speak once again
disappeared. He seemed to have a way of doing that to her.

Sosie dropped her head back on the pillow and closed her
eyes, writhing on the bed as Derek did things with his tongue she hadn’t known
were possible. He used quick, little licks to push her close to the brink, only
to draw her back by slowing his movements and running his tongue up and down
her slit. It was almost as if he could sense when she was about to come. Maybe
he could. Maybe it was a special power BP men had to help please a woman. She
would have to ask him later. Right now, all she wanted to do was lose herself
in the delicious sensations rushing through her body.

Just when she couldn’t imagine how it could possibly get any
better, Derek slipped one long, tapered finger inside her pussy. She gasped in
surprise, only to let out a moan of pleasure when he began to wiggle his finger
back and forth. That alone would have been enough to send her off the ski
slope, but then he began swirling his tongue around her clit at the same time.
The two sensations were more than enough to shove her over the precipice and
into ecstasy.

Her orgasms were usually slow and leisurely, but this time
it coursed through her with dizzying speed, and all she could do was clutch the
bed sheets and go along for the ride. Sosie threw her head back and screamed
her release loud enough for the whole apartment building to hear.

When she finally floated back down to earth, she could only
lay back on the pillow and try to catch her breath. Figgy, she’d never come so
hard in her life.

Derek pressed a kiss to the inside of one quivering thigh,
then the other. “Was that okay?”

She pushed herself up on her elbows to find him regarding
her with a teasing grin. “Okay? It was better than a sleigh ride down Snowflake
Mountain.”

Derek chuckled. “I’ll assume that must be one heck of a
sleigh ride then.”

Getting to his feet, he unbuckled his belt, then made quick
work of the buttons on his jeans. Sosie watched eagerly as he pushed them down.
His legs were long and well-muscled, like the rest of him, and she let her gaze
run over them before fixing her attention on the bulge in his boxer briefs. She
waited breathlessly for him to push them down, too. When he finally did and his
hard cock sprang into view, all she could do was stare. Holy Kris Kringle, he
was twice the size of any elf guy she’d ever seen. More perfect, too. She took
in the thick shaft and smooth, rounded head. Her pussy spasmed. She could only
wonder what he would feel like inside her.

But he didn’t join her in bed right away. Instead, he opened
the top drawer of the bedside table and rummaged around for something. She was
about to ask what he was looking for when she saw the foil packet in his hand.
A condom. Figgy, she’d completely forgotten about one.

She licked her lips in anticipation as he slowly rolled it
onto his erect cock, then climbed onto the bed and settled himself between her
legs. Sosie’s pulse fluttered as he braced himself with a hand on either side
of her head. He might tower over her while they were standing, but in this
position, she felt engulfed by his strong, masculine body. The effect was
absolutely intoxicating, and her breathing quickened as he positioned the head
of his penis at the opening of her pussy.

That part of her body immediately began to throb in
anticipation. Instead of entering her right away, Derek slowly slid his cock up
and down her wetness, teasing her over and over. She ran her hands up his
muscled chest to grab onto his shoulders, silently pleading with him to slide
inside. But he was either oblivious to what she was trying to tell him or
simply determined to torment her, because he only continued to rub the head of
his shaft up and down her slick folds. He was driving her crazy.

Finally unable to take any more, she opened her mouth to
demand he slide in when Derek suddenly stopped torturing her and slowly eased
himself into her pussy.

Sosie gasped. She’d never been with anyone who filled her so
completely or so  perfectly. It was as if Derek had been made for her.

Wanting even more of him, she wrapped her arms and legs
around him, pulling him in as deep as he could go.

“God, you’re so tight,” he said, the words a ragged whisper
in her ear. “I’m almost afraid to move.”

“Why?”

He gazed down into her eyes. “Because you feel so damn good
wrapped around me that I’m afraid I might come much faster than either of us
wants.”

Bending his head, Derek closed his mouth over hers in a kiss
so thorough and possessive she was left gasping for breath when he finally
pulled away. If she hadn’t already been lying down, Sosie was sure her knees
would have given out. Figgy, the man could kiss. He nibbled his way along the
curve of her jaw and down her neck. She turned her head on the pillow, giving
him access to that part of her anatomy while at the same time making sure her
hair hid her ears. But as he started to slowly thrust in and out of her pussy,
it was difficult to concentrate on anything but how good his cock felt.

“Harder, Derek,” she demanded. “Harder!”

Derek complied, responding to her request with quick
forceful thrusts that almost took her breath away.

“Yes,” she gasped, her head falling back on the pillow as
she lifted her hips up to meet his. “Just like that. Don’t stop!”

He didn’t. Instead, he pumped into her so hard and fast it
made the bed shake against the wall. She was sure she was going to orgasm when
Derek suddenly rolled onto his back, taking her with him. The change in
position surprised her so much that it took her a moment to catch her breath.
She’d definitely never had a guy do that in bed before, but she liked it.

“Ride me,” Derek commanded softly.

He didn’t wait for her to obey, but cupped both her ass
cheeks in his hands and urged her up and down on his cock. Being on top made it
feel as if he was going deeper than he’d been before and Sosie let out a moan
each time she came down on his shaft. It felt so wonderful that part of her
wanted to sit down hard on his shaft and stay there forever. But she wanted it
to be good for him, too, so instead she rode all the way up and down, letting
the tip of his erection almost slip out each time before she sank back down on
him.

“Faster,” Derek ordered, his voice hoarse. “Ride me faster,
baby.”

She obeyed, bracing her hands on his muscular chest and
bouncing up and down on him so hard that the sound of her ass smacking against
his hips as he drove up into her echoed around the room. Dear Santa, she’d
never experienced anything so amazing in her life. It was as if her entire body
was being pleasured all at once.

Derek gripped her ass more firmly, urging her up and down.
“That’s it,” he rasped. “Come for me.”

The words were all it took to push her over the edge.
Throwing her head back, she cried out long and loud. Unable to hold herself
upright any longer, she collapsed forward onto his chest. Derek thrust harder,
grabbing her ass tightly and pumping his cock deep into her over and over until
she was sure she was going to pass out from the intense pleasure. When he
finally buried his face in the curve of her neck and let out a hoarse groan of
release, she thought she actually saw stars and all she could do was moan as
her pussy quivered in one long, continuous climax.

By the time their orgasms subsided, Sosie was completely
sated, happy to spend the rest of her life right there on Derek’s broad,
muscular chest, breathing in his scent and feeling their hearts beat together.
She’d just had the very best sex of her life, and it hadn’t been with an elf,
but a man. Even now, her pussy was trembling with the memory of what it had
felt like to have that perfect cock of his pounding into her. No matter how
many elf guys she slept with after this, she would never forget the night she had
spent in Derek Clayton’s arms.

Chapter Four

Derek woke up the next morning feeling more rested than he’d
been in a long time, which was surprising considering Sosie had kept him up
most of the night making love. He wasn’t sure how many times they’d done it or
in how many different positions, but at some point during the night he
remembered thinking it was the best sex he’d ever had in his life. The fact
that it was with a woman he happened to run into at a club wasn’t lost on him.
What were the odds of finding the perfect woman in a meat market like that?

His mouth curved into a smile as he gazed at her. She was
fast asleep on the pillow beside him, completely unaware he was awake and
studying her, which gave him the perfect opportunity to feast his eyes on all
that beauty. Her long, blonde hair fell over her shoulder, hiding half her
pretty face and flowing over her perfect breasts. He wanted to reach out and
gently tuck the silky strands behind her ear, but he didn’t want to wake her so
he forced himself to resist the urge and went back to thinking about last
night.

It had been more than Sosie’s boundless sexual energy that
made what they’d shared so incredible. He wasn’t saying he hadn’t enjoyed her
energy and enthusiasm, because he definitely had. He’d been especially amazed
at how she’d been able to get him up over and over and over again. He liked to
think he was a stud in bed, but he’d never been able to get it up that many
times in one night before. When he’d laughingly told her that, she’d giggled
and said it was “elfin magic.” More like sex-kitten magic.

But despite all that, he got the feeling she hadn’t been
having some meaningless tumble in the sack with him. At least, he didn’t think
so. Even though she was clearly skilled in bed, she’d made it seem as if every
second of last night had been some new experience to be treasured. Almost as if
he was her first. That should have scared the hell out of him, but it didn’t.
Maybe because he’d never been with a woman like her. It wasn’t every day he ran
into a hot girl who knew how to use a soldering iron, after all.

He chuckled. It might sound ridiculous, but it was true.
There weren’t many women who could fix remote-control cars, much less an air
conditioning unit, especially ones who looked like Sosie. It didn’t fit with
her girly-girl image. He had to admit the whole Lady MacGyver thing she had going
on was pretty damn sexy. In fact, he’d been tempted to say the hell with being
a gentleman and make a move on her right there at the party.

As much as he’d wanted to, he would never have done it.
Sosie was stranded in a strange city with no money, no friends and nowhere to
sleep. He didn’t want her to think she had to have sex with him in return for a
place to stay, so he’d resigned himself to lusting after her from afar. Until
Tracee and Linda pointed out he and Sosie were standing under the mistletoe.

He hadn’t noticed anyone had pinned the plant above the
doorframe, and considering how remote the place Sosie lived was, he didn’t
think it had any significance to her. He was about to explain the silly, old
tradition when Tracee demanded he stop wasting time and kiss Sosie already.
That was when he’d noticed the twinkle in Sosie’s eye and realized she not only
knew exactly what standing under the mistletoe was all about, but didn’t mind
carrying on the tradition. If she was willing, so was he. It wasn’t as if he
was demanding a kiss in return for food and board.

He was determined to be a gentleman, so he’d only intended
to give her a simple peck on the lips. But the moment his lips touched hers,
any idea of a chaste kiss completely disappeared. She’d tasted too damn good.
Felt too damn good. And if there hadn’t been about forty people in the common
area at the time, he probably would have pulled Sosie into his arms for a kiss
that would have been anything but family friendly.

The rest of the party had been a blur after that. It had
been damn hard focusing on anything when all he could think about was kissing
Sosie again and how badly he wanted her in his bed. But then he’d remembered he
was still technically her host and told himself it would be wrong to try to
seduce her, even if she had kissed him back under the mistletoe. For all he
knew, she’d been playing along because she thought she owed it to him. He
couldn’t stand the thought of that. He wanted a woman in his bed because that
was where she wanted to be, not out of some kind of obligation. Which was why
he’d kept his raging hard-on in check and decided he’d take a cold shower when
he got back to his apartment. The moment he and Sosie stepped inside, however,
she’d come on to him. With mistletoe, no less. His mouth quirked. She
definitely knew how to get a guy in the Christmas spirit, that was for sure.