Crave: A Collection Of Wicked Desires

that lined the room. They cast soft glows on the polished wood of Santa's desk, where

s heat crept up her neck. This wasn'

ith was the endless screech of the conveyor belts and the headache-inducing jingle that played

's of

of nerves and excitement. She should be terrified. Santa wasn't th

at her with those dark, knowing eyes, she couldn't de

open behind her,

vi

h authority. It sent a shiver down her

essed in his usual festive red tonight. His black slacks clung to his muscular thighs, and the white shir

ripping a clipboard. The other... empty, but she could

," he said, closing the

ry as she tried to speak. "I

and she felt he

h step deliberate, his gaze locking her in place.

rned. "I-I di

the faint hint of cedar and spice clinging to him. "Slack off? Ignore your

didn't dare answer. He alrea

a shadow over her. "You think just because you're my

eath h

His voice w

hammering against her ribs.

reached out, brushing a strand of her dark hair behind her ear. The touch

hreatened t

murmured, his fingers trailing down her neck, li

d, her voice a wh

and that faint s

bout to f

ing her back untill her ass was pressed against his desk. His hands splay

mered, confused an

leaving her exposed except for the lacy red panties she'

reciative hum. "You dre

burned. "

r. His fingers trailed over the red lace, teas

e to see this

tugged the panties aside, his knuckles graz

wicked. "Already wet fo

deny it, to tell him this wasn't what she'd been planning-but her body betrayed

esk, the folder named Naughty, staring back at her. "S

e of his touch leaving her aching. She glanced over her shoulder, d

forw

ng as she heard the metallic clink of a buckle. Seconds

Santa?" she stammered

tickling her neck, his breath warm aga

d, binding her wrists securely together and she

d, his fingers trailing down her spine

arting to answer, but all that

s with a sharp crack, and she gasped, t

other slap followed, harder this time, making her cry out. "And

bing ache between her legs betrayed her beca

d moving her green dress up and soothing the stinging flesh with

fingers slid lower, parting her folds an

is voice filled with mockery. "You want t

ted, her voice b

s low and wicke

at left her trembling. He spread her apart with one large hand, expos

ick with approval. "So ready for me. You

sound leaving her lips b

up to brush her clit. He applied just enough pressure t

desperate for more.

fingers, slipping one inside her tight hole. Her body clenched

runted behind her. "You've been

pport as he added a second finger, stretching her slowly. The rhythm

all apart," Nick said, his voice husky.

rustration, her body trembling with need. But before sh

e thin strap of Evie's green dress.