Page 12 of Jingle all the Way

Bennett looks down at me once more, a sexy smile curving his lips. “Where do you want me baby?”

Chapter10

Bennett

Ilost control and I saw red.

When I saw that asshole with his hands onmyEve, I wanted to kill him for even daring to think he can touch what is mine.

And make no mistake my little cupcake is mine.

I have never been possessive over a woman before but with Eve, I am. She brings out this caveman side of me that I am not used to but will embrace it all the same.

“We have set up an empty classroom for you to change.” Eve’s soft voice drags me from my thoughts.

I grin down at her. I know she is pissed with me about making a scene, but she will have to get used to it. No other man is allowed to touch her. Not now. Not ever.

“Show me the way cupcake.” I rasp.

She shakes her head, exhaling a breath. “Follow me.”

Spinning, she makes her way out of the gym and down a corridor. My eyes track her perfect heart-shaped ass, covered in tight jeans. I lick my lips. The need to be inside her, to claim her, is making me animalistic. I need to calm myself down before I tackle her to the floor and fuck her raw.

“In here,” she says, entering a classroom to our right. Once inside, she turns to face me. “Was there any need for that?” her hands land on her hips, eyes narrowing in on me.

Stepping into her, I grip her chin between my fingers and bring her gaze to mine. “I already told you. I won’t tolerate another man touching you. I. Don’t. Share. He is lucky, I didn’t rip his arms from their sockets.” I say honestly. He is damn lucky; we were in a school gym surrounded by people. Had we been alone in a dark alley, then all bets would have been off. I would have killed the fucker.

Eve sighs. “Bennett, we aren’t even in a relationship. You can’t go around acting like that.”

I grin. “Oh cupcake. As far as I am concerned you are mine. But if you need a label…” I trail off my intentions clear.

Her brows furrow, her cute little nose scrunching up in confusion. “You want to be a real couple?”

I chuckle, my arms wrapping around her waist as I pull her in close. “You didn’t think I was just using you for sex did you cupcake?”

“But why? Why would you want me?” she whispers, her voice filled with doubt.

I frown. And then it hits me. From what Eve has told me, she hasn’t had the best experiences with men and her low self-esteem confirms that. That changes now. I am going to show her how good it can be. That I am different. I will make it my life’s mission to show her how amazing she is and that she deserves the world. “Why wouldn’t I want you? You are beautiful and kind. You are everything. You and little cake pop. I want you both.”

Confusion still mars her face, and her next words prove that I am right with my assumptions. “But you are you. A god. Gorgeous. You can have anyone you want.”

I press a kiss to her nose. “And I want you baby. So don’t fight it.” My lips smash to hers in a claiming kiss stopping her from saying any more. Her breath hitches allowing me access and I roam every part of her delectable mouth. She tastes so sweet. Just like the cakes she makes. I could stay like this forever kissing her– but I have a costume to get in.

Breaking the kiss, I smirk when she whimpers at the loss of contact. My little cupcake. Always so needy for me. “Later. Let me go grab my outfit out of my truck and I will meet you back here.” I turn to do just that when I remember something. “Where is your costume?”

She points to a table which is covered in green and red fabric. “There. Myla is so excited that Santa chose her mommy to be his little helper today.”

I step into her again, lowering my voice to a rasp. “Are you going to be my good little elf Eve?” She nods making me smile. “Good girl. When we are done, I am going to sit you on Santa’s knee and show you just how much of a good girl you are.” She sucks in a breath making me smirk before I turn and leave the classroom.

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“Wow, I didn’t think I would be used as jungle gym.” I chuckle as I pull off my hat and beard.

Eve giggles. “Yeah, I think most of the kids were a little overexcited and no doubt full up on candy.”

“No shit.” I drop down on the teacher’s desk, my eyes raking over every inch of my cupcake in her little elf outfit. How the fabric molds to her every curve. She is the sexiest elf I have ever seen. She eyes me, nibbling her lip. I groan as my cock hardens in my Santa pants. “Come here,” I demand my voice gruff, husky, aroused.

Lust flickers in her eyes with a hint of hesitation before she makes her mind up and closes the distance between us. I reach out, my hand wrapping around her wrist as I pull her to me. “You are so fucking sexy dressed like that. Do you want Santa to show you what a good little elf you were?”

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