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He chuckles, then hooks a thumb into the edge of each flap of black silk, revealing more of my naked body before lifting it over my shoulders and letting it fall to the polished floor in my hallway.

“Who’d have thought you standing naked in front of me and talking work would sound so hot.” His hands reach out to tweak my taught nipples, and I gasp.

“Don’t go getting any ideas. I’ve already told you we are not doing it on your desk or mine.” I waggle my finger in front of his face, admonishing him.

“Conference room?” he asks with a cheeky grin firmly in place.

I can’t hold back my laughter. “Eww, no. And HR has rules about that kind of thing.” I slap my hand to his chest, then let it slip down over his sweater to the buckle of his belt.

“But you’re head of HR. You could change the rules.”

I undo the buckle, then the button on his jeans, followed by the zipper. His hooded gaze watches my every move, and I notice the way his Adam’s apple bobs when he swallows. He isn’t looking his usual cocky, confident self. I like that I’ve thrown him off balance.

Sliding my hands into the loosened denim, I pull them over his firm butt and thick, muscled thighs until they’re gathered just above his knees. Then turn my attention to his navy-blue boxer shorts. I burst out laughing. Emblazoned across the impressive bulge are the words Santa always delivers.

“Is this a promise?” I ask when my amusement subsides a little.

“I haven’t heard any complaints so far.” The cockiness is back, and with good reason. Like everything else about Jase, his penis is perfect, impressive in length and girth. But even better is that he knows exactly how to use it.

I carefully remove the boxer shorts, and his cock springs free. The smirk on his face drops, replaced by a low, deep groan. “Careful, sweetheart. Santa may be a bit too eager to deliver this morning.”

My only response is a sweet smile before dropping to my knees before him. All the taunting and teasing he has dealt my body over the last week is about to be paid back tenfold.

The “Oh, fuck” that slips out of his mouth sounds half plea and half panic.

Wrapping my hand around the base as best I can, I give his dick a little squeeze. A bead of precum leaks from the tip, and I lick it up like it’s my favorite ice cream melting. Not stopping there, I run my tongue along the length of him before swirling it around the crown.

“You’ll need to open your mouth wider than that, sweetheart.”

“I’m well aware,” I agree before licking once more around him.

Jason’s hands snag in my hair, angling my face to his. “You are amazing. Beautiful and amazing.” I smile up at him, then stretch my mouth to enclose the head of his cock completely. Sealing my lips around the tip while my fist slides along the length. Our eyes remain locked as I alternate between sucking, licking, and occasionally grazing my teeth against his hypersensitive skin, until I’m hollowing my cheeks and breathing through my nose as I open my throat to take him in deeper. He’s bigger than any guy I ever remember giving oral to, but I’m glad my gag reflex is still able to be managed. My head bobs up and down on him, his cock hitting the back of my throat every so often.

His groans grow louder until he tugs on my hair harder. “Sweetheart, you have to stop or I’m going to come.”

I don’t. I pump harder. Suck harder and deeper. And when he releases down my throat with a stream of shouted expletives, I swallow.

With a pop, he pulls out of my mouth and slumps back against the wall. I sit back on my heels with a satisfied grin.

“Fuck, D, that was amazing.”

“I forgot how much I enjoy doing that.” I slither my way back up his body, running my hands along his sides and around his back.

“Really?” He slides his arms around my waist. And the brush of fabric against my bare skin reminds me that while I’m completely naked he is fully clothed. Something I plan on changing.

“Yes. Really. I love holding the power. Did you not know that about me?” I wink at him.

“Well, you certainly left me powerless.”

“Merry Christmas,” I tell him, stretching up to kiss him on the lips. He lets me for a minute, then before I know what’s happening, he picks me up so I’m hanging upside down over his shoulder as he strides toward my bedroom. I giggle the whole time, okay to relinquish control back to him.

A couple of hours later, after some seriously good sexy times and a steamy shower, Jase is frantically running around and searching for his belt while I’m slapping my makeup on and hoping I don’t end up looking like a clown.

We are going to be late for Christmas lunch.

***

Talk about making an entrance. Jason and I finally arrive, and only thirty minutes late. Everyone is gathered in the huge living area, Hunter and Trudy on a long sofa, Logan and Allie on the adjacent one, Katie is sitting on Drew’s knee in a single chair, and Ryan, one of Hunter’s friends, in another. His girlfriend is away visiting family in Australia.

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