Page 12 of Knot My Secret Santa

“Nathaniel,” he corrected and picked up my other hand. He kissed my fingertips and then my palm. Fuck. “Say my name. Say you want me.”

I wanted to scream. My boss was kissing me. His hot body was inches from mine. And I didn’t want him to stop. “Nathaniel.” I could barely roll his name off my tongue, never mind say the next part. “I want… I want you.Please.”

He took a hold of my jaw under my chin and tilted my head back. When he kissed me, I exploded into a billion pieces and came back together as something new and wanton. I opened my lips to his probing tongue and let him dominate my mouth. Our fiery kisses brought our bodies together, and I thought I might come right on the spot. The ache inside of me flared, and I grabbed his shirt with both hands.

Now. I needed him now.

His fingers trailed down my throat to slip over the curve of my breasts. He kneaded the right one, teasing the nipple underneath the fabric. I pushed into him, my heart thumping so loudly. Santa would die of a heart attack if he saw me right now. But I couldn’t stop. I didn’twantto stop.

“Mmm, you’re so sexy.” His voice rumbled in his throat as he bent at the knees to hook my thighs with his hands and lifted me onto the center counter. Empty tubes for blueprints sat at one end, and he swept those onto the floor. “I love how you feel against me, how you smell, how you melt just for me.”

I mewled as he pushed between my legs and the rigid length of his cock rubbed against me. So big. Slick soaked both our clothes, and for some reason, I reveled in the thought he was coated in my scent. He was allmine.

Pulling at his tie, I kissed down his neck. Nathaniel gave the blue silk a yank and jerk it off over his head as I opened his shirt to run my hands over his bare chest. Wide and muscular, with his heart beating as wildly as mine.

“My turn,” he groaned as he lifted my sweater up to bare my chest and then folded down the cups of my bra to release my breasts. His mouth was immediately on one and then the other. Licking, sucking, nibbling at the sensitive flesh. I gasped and arched my back, running my hand through his luscious black hair.

He kissed back up to my mouth, plundering it and making me moan again. Our bodies rolled against one another and found a natural desperate rhythm. My panties were still on and I felt so close to orgasm. The world around me faded out and there was only him.

“Take me. Nathaniel, now.” The inferno within me needed to be satiated and the only fuel it would accept was him. I couldn’t wait any longer. I didn’t care I’d never been with a man before. I should tell… Oh God… His fingers caressed my pussy through my wet panties. “I’m a virgin, but I want you. I need you to….”

He growled, his kisses somehow getting even more intense. “You deserve better than a storage room. Fuck.” He pressed his mouth to me hard and tore my panties off. “I’m going to feast on you, my little vixen. I want to hear your screams.”

Nathaniel pushed my skirt the rest of the way up to my waist and hooked my legs over his shoulders as he bent forward. With the full length of his tongue, he licked up my exposed slit. I cried out with the immensity of the feeling. Never before when I’ve touched myself had it ever felt this way. I fell back on the counter as my toes curled.

Lick after lick with a few hot little nips, then he spread my labia fully and thrust his tongue inside me. I screeched his name and bit my lip. What if there was someone still in the office? But that thought was immediately lost when he repeatedly fucked me with that clever tongue.

His thumb circled my clit as his tongue worked its magic, and then he switched, suckling my swollen nub as he slid two fingers into me. He held me in place as I squirmed and squeezed my thighs against his head. The ache inside of me had blossomed into this great swirling storm of bliss. His hot mouth, his thrusting fingers, his hard muscles keeping me from thrashing off the counter. All of it, all of him. It was so much. I thought I might crumble under all of it.

And when I came, I screamed as he so desired. He didn’t let up. It seemed to never stop.

I was panting for each breath, and when he finally removed his mouth and digits, I whimpered, missing them already.

Nathaniel tenderly caressed my cheek. “So beautiful. But now I need you. I can’t control myself any longer.”

And that was the cherry on the cake. Just as he had made me lose control, I was doing the same thing to him. He unzipped his pants and I slipped off the counter. My body felt nearly boneless, warm and content.

I eased down to my knees and gasped at seeing his massive cock. Fuck, I’d never imagined anyone as big as him. The skin was red and angry, throbbing and twitching with my breath upon it.

“Only if you want to, vixen.” His words were strained, but I warmed further by him not demanding this of me. I wanted to please him. Not just because he pleasured me, but to relieve his tension, to make him happy.

“I want to. Very much.” I ran my fingers along his shaft and down to his tightening sac. “You’re so huge, so gorgeous.”

As I teased him with my fingers, he cursed under his breath and his chin fell to his chest. I leaned forward to lick the tip of his erection and gave it a suckle, earning a sweet drop of pre-cum as my reward.

When I engulfed the whole head with my mouth, he let out a cry. “Holy fuck! Damn, your mouth is so hot. I can’t hold on much longer.”

I smiled around his cock and sucked with even more force. Fondling his sac first and then stroking his shaft, I bobbed my head. I didn’t bother with a slow buildup. I loved that eating me out had already worked him up so much he was nearly ready to come. There was a certain carnal delight in being able to have this effect on an Alpha who usually had so much control of himself.

Nathaniel ran a hand through my hair, resting it on my head as I sucked him faster and harder. His body tensed and shook just before he let loose, roaring and coming into my mouth. I drank back every drop, thick and rich as eggnog. It even made me feel a little drunk.

He helped me to my feet and hugged me hard against him. We fit so perfectly against one another. There was a rumble in his chest akin to purring as he kissed me on my head, nuzzling my mussed hair. If only we could stay in this moment forever.

But we couldn’t, could we? I squeezed him a little tighter.

We said nothing as we held one another for five and then ten minutes. The crazy arousal eased off. The pain was almost gone, but something else settled inside of me. Something that said that this, right here, this was what it was all about.

All it took was a small noise outside of the storage room and the reality of the situation came crashing down. Panic seized me, and I could barely breathe.

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