AUTHOR'S NOTE: This chapter is rated M.
Under The Mistletoe
Chapter 5
-ADDISON-
It's cold. But his hands are hot. His tongue is lapping up my stomach and my nails are digging into his back. This strange man I'd only just seen without a costume this morning is now bent over me, sucking my nipple into his oh-so-talented mouth.
"Fuck, yes!" The moan startles me. I've never done anything like this. Casual sex was something I read about, not something I partook in, let alone initiated.
"You smell so good… you taste so good." His raspy voice tickles my neck. My body hums from the fire in his touch and the icy upholstery against my naked back. His teeth graze my collarbone, and my eyes roll back.
He's nibbling my neck, his fingers are tracing up my sides, but he's still half bent over me from the floor. If he doesn't fuck me now, the doubts will take over and I'll start thinking rationally.
"Sit." My command is demanding and breathy, but I can feel sanity leeching through and I'm not about to overthink this bliss. I fold myself behind the driver's seat to give him enough room to rise from his awkward position on the floor. His large silhouette collapses onto the bench seat.
I'm on him in an instant, my breasts press to his chest and the connection sparks tingling fingers of electricity to dance up my spine. He moans deeply and his hands grip my hips. His thick cock throbs between us. I can't take anymore.
I rise over him, curling my body to avoid unsexily slamming my head into the ceiling. His head falls back with a growl as my hand finds his cock and strokes him. His hips jerk forward, the head just kissing my entrance. I sink myself down, driving him deep inside me.
"Fuck, Addison!" Zed's large rough hands hold me still as his body convulses beneath me.
"Please, please," I beg, my breath panting in short, desperate bursts.
Zed wraps an arm around me, his other hand finds my hair and pulls my mouth to his. The kiss is slow, his tongue exploring, tasting. The frantic need clawing within me eases with every moment trapped in his kiss. His hips rock slowly. I suck in a breath at the powerful sensations rising with so little movement.
Car sex has never been on my bucket list. Neither has casual sex. I clearly need to update my bucket list... and see if I can bag this Santa to help me knock off a few new items.
Impatient, I yank off his undershirt and press against him. "Ah!" I cry out. His chest is cold against my nipples and the friction of his goosebumped skin stirs my desire into a frenzy. But Zed is rocking slow and steady as if we have all the time in the world.
"Fuck me, Santa."
Zed laughs. "Someone's desperate to be on the naughty list."
I find laughter bubbling out of me. Those words will humiliate me the rest of my days. Might as well laugh it up while I'm still drunk on this guy's pheromones.
The laughter dies in my throat as his cool fingers grip my ass and suddenly his hips are pumping into me. I cry out at the onslaught of vicious pleasure. No, not yet. I can't lose it yet!
My hips buck in sync with his frantic pace but it takes all of my focus not to fall apart. I pull my thoughts from the sensations sparking between us with every hard thrust and instead focus on the feel of the winter chill on my bare skin, the cold air creeping up my back, the icy touch tickling my neck.
"Oh, Addison, fuck." Zed growls. His thrusts are so hard and fast, all I can do is grip his shoulders and enjoy the savage ride he's taking me on. Any harder and I'd swear I was about to break a spring or something on my old Tahoe.
"Wait, stop, I'm going to…" The orgasm I'd so desperately held in check explodes. I bury my face into his cold neck to stifle the scream as stars dance behind my eyes.
Zed's head tips back and a low growl escapes him as his body trembles. The realization of his orgasm draws the waves of my pleasure into another peak. I capture his moans in a kiss before collapsing over him.
I rise to climb off him but he pulls me into a sweet and tender kiss. His hands caress my hair carefully as he deepens the kiss. Woah.
The sweat immediately reminds me how fucking cold it is outside and how I should've thought to start the car like a sane person. My teeth begin to chatter as I climb off of him and fumble for any clothing I can burrow into.
An awkward silence fills the Tahoe as we struggle into our clothes in the single overhead light. I climb to dress in the front passenger seat to give him enough space in the back seat.
"Fuck, when did it get so damn cold?" Zed curses and the car shakes as he shimmies into his flannel long sleeve button-up. I'm wearing my thick warm costume but he was only in that thin shirt when I dragged him out here.
Humiliation burns my cheeks. "Shit. I'm sorry." I stare at the glovebox and wonder if I've just made the job I decided not to quit super awkward now that I've fucked the only good Santa I've ever worked with.
"Are you apologizing for the weather?" Zed leans between the front seats.
With the out of nowhere lust now sated and my actions replaying in my head, I'm too nervous to face him. "Uh, no… I dragged you out here without a coat."
To further my embarrassment, my voice squeaks. My cheeks have got to be as red as the tinsel in my hair right about now. How the hell did I think this would be a good idea?
"How much time do we have left?" Zed mumbles as he shifts around in the backseat. I glimpse over my shoulder and see his face illuminated by a phone screen. "We still have an hour and fifteen. Hungry?"
He looks up and catches my gaze. I panic and whip forward. My stomach is in knots, my pulse pounding. I doubt I could eat anything.
"Hey." His hand slides around my jaw and he gently urges me to turn back to face him. "Are you okay? Did I hurt you?" Worry etches his features.
I itch to flip off the tiny overhead light to hide that I'm blushing. But his face is too close and my body melts at his touch.
"No, I'm fine. I just feel stupid now that I've… calmed down." I try to pull from his grasp but he won't release his hold.
"You're a lot more direct than any woman I've ever met."
"How so?"
"I don't know a single woman who would admit what you just did… or any who would kidnap me the way you did."
I open my mouth to point out that he didn't object in the slightest when the words die on my tongue and his lips crash over mine. My hunger for him stirs.
"What are you hungry for?" he whispers into the kiss.
I blink thinking he read my mind. Oh, right… I'd forgotten. He's asking about food, not a second round.
"I… I can't think straight. You pick."
I'm led back to the mall in a haze. Zed holds the door open for me. The cacophony of the crowd and smells and music hit like a shockwave.
I head for the food court with a peaceful stillness and serenity in my bones but a firm hand on my wrist pulls me back.
"Hang on a sec." Zed's fingers fluff and straighten my hair. He pulls a loose clip of tinsel free and stares at it perplexed.
I shake the tangle straight and clip it back into place, hoping it looks halfway decent. Dammit. I should've checked myself in the mirror before heading back in here.
"Hey, firecracker, what's on your mind?" He still looks as worried as he was in the car.
I shake my head in answer then raise an eyebrow at him. "Firecracker?"
He smiles and shrugs. A weird nickname but it's kind of cute. Yup, it's decided. I want him. Well, more of him. A lot more.
I follow him to the line at the Japanese food stand that's one of my favorites. The line is long and the crowd weaves through the gaps.
"Wanna come to my place after work?
His hand slips in mine and a smile splits his lips. "Do you normally take your boss home?"
"You're the first Santa worthy of the honor." I giggle.
One of his buttons is undone in the middle. I lean in close and fasten it, letting my touch linger. His hands encase mine but the look on his face is serious, almost grave. I cock my head to the side.
"I mean it. I just thought you should know. I'm an owner of Santa's Stop."
The line must inch forward because he gently pushes me back. He drops my hands but his eyes never leave mine.
"Before you say anything, no, I don't make it a habit of sleeping with my employees. And yes, I should have told you sooner. To be fair, you didn't give me much time."
"What do you mean I'm right? I didn't say anything."
"Just being proactive." Zed offers with a sheepish smile and a shrug.
"So, you really are the boss?" My words are lost in the noise.
He keeps watching me but says nothing more. We order and sit down when a table opens up and he still hasn't said anything else.
"You never answered my question." I point at him with a chopstick.
His brows furrow in confusion. "What question?"
"Do you want to come over tonight?"
His eyes widen. "You don't care that I'm the boss? That we just… and you still want to…" he waves his chopsticks around in the air.
"I do care. I've got a lot of formal complaints and now that I know whose ear to bend, I'm gonna let you have it." I smile knowing full well we won't be doing much talking.
"Hey, I've been a silent partner through all of this. I had no idea things were so bad." He picks up a shrimp and waves it at me.
I expertly pluck the shrimp away with my chopsticks and devour the tempura-fried piece of heaven before he can rescue it back. "Uh-huh."
"No really. Wyatt's been running things for years now. It was passed down to me and my sister after my parents died. We were actually looking at selling or dissolving but after my sister married Wyatt, he begged us to let him take over."
"Oh, I'm sorry about your parents."
"Thanks. They had us in their late forties. They didn't die young or anything. I'm pretty sure they're happy and at peace…. But they did love Christmas… which is why my sister and I started dying our hair green… keeps them close to us."
The mood has turned somber and my playful needling now makes me feel like an ass. But the thought of one more drunk POS scaring away my holiday cheer has my hackles rising. If Zed is an owner, that means he won't be hanging around long.
"Uh oh, I know that look. I'll take special note of your grievances later tonight. But after dinner." He winks.
"Oh, so I'm treating you to dinner, am I?"
"It's only fair after kidnapping and having your wicked way with me."
