I hate Christmas.

What?

You would too if you had to dress up as an elf every year just to save money for graduate school. I had already been accepted into the Dartmouth Masters Program for Comparative Literature. My favorite professor from the University of Washington (U-dub) submitted some of my work to them. A rushed application, and a few phone calls later, I had been accepted. I was moving clear across the country. I not only needed money for school, but for a new place to live as well.

So here I am, in green tights and a red vest. And of course, my outfit wouldn't be complete without these damned pointy brown shoes. And let's not forget the hat that gives me the appearance of having ears that would put Spock to shame.

The only solace I got from this God forsaken job was that my best friend Alice was doomed to endure it with me. Now there's a girl that didn't need the outfit to pull off looking like an elf.

4'11'. Short, black, spiky hair. And a nose that buttons envy. She was a pixie. Descendant from Tinkerbell herself. Complete with the fairy dust. Alice insisted that she would be doing elves a disservice if she did not wear glitter to complement her outfit.

"Bella. Would you at least smile? You're going to scare the kids," Alice complained.

"You mean the spoiled little shits that sit on Emmett's lap and whine about every toy they haven't yet received from their parents who don't have the balls to say the word 'No'?" I jibed.

I watched as Alice's eyes grew big. "What?" I asked. "It's not like you haven't heard this before or don't agree with me for that matter."

Alice's eyes just grew wider and seemed to be focused on something behind me. That's when I heard it.

"Ah hem," he uttered as if clearing his throat.

I turned around to find myself face to face with my boss, Edward, dressed in a Santa suit.

Oh shit.

"Swan. Think you can manage to keep your venom to yourself? Or at least keep it down so the whole mall can't hear you."

My cheeks flushed scarlet at the reprimand I was given. Way to go, Bella. You got caught, and your boss thinks you're a malicious, Christmas hating bitch.

It's true. I hate Christmas, but I'm not malicious. And I definitely don't want Edward Cullen thinking I am.

I'd had a crush on him since high school. He was smart, beautiful, and he had eyes you could go swimming in. Crystal-green, emerald eyes.

Nothing ever came of my crush. I was always to shy, at least around him, to do anything about it. Then he left to go to some Ivy League college out east. He came back every year during the holidays and spent his time running the Santa Shop at the mall.

His mom owned the property on which the mall was situated, and as an act of community support, she offered a free Santa Shop where kids could sit on Santa's lap and have their picture taken. Her children, Emmett, Alice, and Edward volunteered every year.

Speaking of Emmett. "Hey. Why are you dressed as Santa? Where's Emmett?" I asked Edward.

"Rosalie's water broke. He's with her at the hospital. I'm filling in for him. Although I'll need more than just one pillow to pull this off. Emmett's big enough to pass for Santa with just a pillow for the belly. I need some major help," he chuckled.

Indeed, Emmett was huge and muscular. Edward was muscular as well, but in that lean, mean, totally sexy kind of way.

"It's short notice, so I hope the kids don't mind," he added.

"You'll be fine. The kids will love you I'm sure," I replied.

"If I didn't know any better, Swan, I'd think you actually cared," he said as he walked off towards his Santa throne.

I turned back towards Alice and found that she was just getting off the phone with her boyfriend Jasper.

"Oh, Bella. I'm going to be an auntie and Jasper's going to be an uncle. According to Jasper, Rosalie is only dilated one centimeter. She better hold off till Jasper and I get there. I hope it's a girl."

"Okay, let's get this started. Sooner we get the kids out of here, the sooner you and Jasper can get to Rosalie and Emmett," I explained as I reached over to grab some candy canes.

"Here goes nothing," Alice stated as she released the rope that separated us from the long line of sniveling kids and their parents.

Three hours and two sore feet later, the line was empty, and the mall was closed. Every kid had their chance with Santa. Even some of their mothers had a chance with him. I'm sure I would have to clean up a trail of drool left by ogling mothers. Even in his Santa suit and beard, you could tell how extremely good-looking he was.

"Edward. Jasper's here to take me to the hospital. Is it okay if I head out?" Alice questioned.

"Sure. I'm certain Bella and I can close up. See you later."

"Thanks Edward. I'll see you at the hospital right?"

"Yeah, I'll swing by when I'm finished here."

"Okay. Goodnight Bella." Alice called as she walked towards the exit doors.

"Goodnight Alice," I yelled back.

I was bending over picking up discarded candy canes and other bits of trash when I heard Edward calling to me.

"Bella, will you come over here please?"

I looked up to find Edward still sitting in his Santa throne motioning for me to join him. As I made my way over to him, he took off is ridiculous Santa hat and beard, running his fingers through his forever unruly hair. Some of the lights from the Christmas tree shone upon his hair bringing out the coppery tones.

I stopped right in front of Edward. "Yes?"

"Bella, we need to talk."

"I gathered that. What's up, Edward?"

"I can't seem to figure you out. And I'm usually great at reading people. I mean one minute you're the sweet, selfless Bella that anybody would do anything for, and the next you show signs of cynicism."

Wow. Totally did not expect him to say that. I thought he was going to reprimand me for my actions earlier.

I'm not sure what possessed me to do this, but I stepped closer to answer him. My legs were nearly touching his. "I'm not a cynic, Edward. I've just lost my love of Christmas. I'm still me. I'm surprised you even noticed something was different."

"Bella, I notice everything about you."

My head snapped up in shock. My eyes locked onto his, and I could see a fiery intensity I've never seen before.

He slowly reached his fingers out and placed them upon the back of my knee pulling me closer to him.

I was now standing in between his legs, and it's a good thing he was holding on to me because I was sure to faint from his touch alone.

"I noticed you everyday in biology, especially when you wore those skirts that taunted my very existence," he explained as he ran his fingers as light as a feather up and down my thighs.

"I noticed you every time you spent the night with my sister and came down to breakfast in nothing but shorts and a tank top which tended to show off your pert nipples."

I gasped for two reasons. The first that I had just heard him say nipples. He was referring to my nipples. Second, the hands touching my thighs had escalated to massaging.

"I'm sorry. I just couldn't wait anymore," he said while his fingers were making indentations in my inner thighs. Then suddenly his hands slid up the shorts of my uniform and grabbed my ass.

God that felt good. Everyone had that one spot that could do it for them. Some women liked to have their ears or necks sucked or kissed. Fondle my ass, and I'm yours.

"Edward," I moaned.

"And I definitely notice how tight your ass looks in this uniform," he continued.

Keeping his hands on my ass, Edward stood up till he was towering over me, my breasts pressing into his abdomen. Thankfully, he had already taken out the pillows of his Santa suit. He walked forward keeping our connection and lowered me into the back of the Santa's Sleigh prop.

He removed his hands from my backside to better prop himself up over me careful not to put his entire weight on me.

He lowered his head and let his tongue make contact with my skin, licking and caressing my collarbone.

"Do you know what I want to do to you Bella?" he whispered in my ear before trailing kisses along my jaw.

Whatever it was, it didn't matter. I could already feel the puddle forming between my legs.

"Edward…show me." I uttered.

That was all he needed apparently to start ripping my clothes off. He lifted himself off of me just enough to remove my vest and shirt, leaving my bra.

I'm so glad I decided to wear nice underwear today.

His breath was warm and wet as he kissed my breasts through the blue, lacy fabric of my bra. Careful not to leave any part of me unattended, Edward massaged one breast while sucking and biting on the other.

Edward reached behind my back, and unclasped my bra leaving no barrier between his heated mouth and my breasts.

I couldn't take it anymore. I had to return the favor. "Edward, take off your shirt. But leave on your jacket."

I heard him chuckle, the vibrations tickling my nipples. Oh, I hope I didn't say anything to alarm him.

Edward moved his mouth to where it was just hovering above mine. He looked at me like I was something to eat. I didn't care. Eat me! Bite me! I yelled in my mind.

He lowered his lips and gave me a hard, wet kiss. His tongue caressed my lips and massaged my mouth.

Sweet Jesus he tasted good. Like peppermints and….well Edward.

He pulled away from the kiss and looked down at me. "So Swan, you want Santa to fuck you?" he asked huskily.

I looked down sheepishly feeling a blush coming to the surface. I then felt him kiss my chin. "Look at me," he commanded. I did.

"That has got to be the sexiest request I've ever heard. I can't wait to fuck you with my Santa suit on."

With that, he stood up and took off his jacket only to remove his undershirt. I sat up to watch him as he put the jacket back on.

Hot damn! I've got my Christmas present for the year. Edward's chest was heavenly. Greek gods have nothing on him.

I stood up and reached out to touch him running my fingers up and down his chest. I leaned over and flicked my tongue onto one of his nipples, and then did the same to the other. Then I let my tongue trail down the center of his chest, past his navel, stopping just below his happy passage.

I heard a distinctive growl escape his chest as he reached down and picked me up. Instinctively, I wrapped my legs around his waist rubbing my heated core on his engorged erection. I wanted to feel the friction. I needed to feel the friction.

Carefully, he carried me over to where he had thrown the pillows from his Santa suit. He knelt down with me still in his arms, reached out and situated the pillow, and laid my head down against it.

He lowered himself onto me and began sucking on my neck. He was going to leave a mark.

As if reading my mind, Edward spoke. "Don't worry. It's just a small love-bite. I want everyone to know you're mine."

Did he just say love?

I didn't have much time to ponder what he just said because I felt Edward removing my shorts, his hands lingering on my legs as he pulled them down. Next, he did away with my shoes and green tights. Surprisingly, he was skillful enough not to rip the tights as he took them off.

Throwing the tights over his shoulder, he returned his hand to my vagina and cupped it with his right hand rubbing his thumb in circles over my clit. He then lowered himself and used his teeth to remove my panties grazing my hips as he went down.

That has got to be the hottest thing someone has ever done to me.

He kissed his way back up my right leg until he reached the span of skin that connected my leg with my hip. He licked it thoroughly making his way towards my center.

"Bella, I can smell you. You smell so fucking good."

He bent down and blew a whoosh of hot air over my core. I arched my back in pleasure, squirming with delight.

"Bella, look at me," he instructed. "I want to see your face as I make you cum into my mouth."

I gazed down at him and watched as he lowered his mouth to my vagina. His stare never wavering, he licked a long stride from the bottom of my folds up to my clit where he paused to suckle it.

I threw my head back in ecstasy. "Bella, I said look at me!"

I groaned at the momentary removal of his mouth from my skin.

"We could always stop if you can't handle this Swan."

"Don't you dare!" I threatened.

"That's a good girl," he stated as he continued to lick at me fiercely. He licked up my folds, and back down again stopping intermittently at my clit to suck and nibble.

My stomach was in knots feeling like a dam that was threatening to burst. Then I felt Edward place one finger inside me, then two. He circled his fingers and arched them up as he continued to suck on my clit. Then the dam burst.

I let out a moan of pleasure as my eyes closed. Remembering Edward's instructions, I shot my eyes back open and could see Edward enjoying his handiwork. He continued to lap at my juices swirling his tongue in slow circles until he plunged his tongue into my center.

It was happening again. He continued to fuck me with his tongue, and I felt the dam burst for the second time tonight.

"Oh. My. God!" I screamed.

He pulled himself up over me. "The name is Edward."

Christ this man is hot. I grabbed his face and drew him in for a kiss. I could taste myself on him, and it tasted delicious. Peppermints, me, and Edward. Yum!

He groaned into my mouth as I sucked on his bottom lip. I grazed my teeth along his lip before pulling away.

I pushed on his chest and turned him over with me on top. I was completely naked, and he still had on the Santa suit. One word. Hot!

I kissed my way down his chest pausing to nibble on certain sections. I licked my way across his hip-bone and felt his penis jump and pulse underneath me.

I slid his pants down only enough to free his erection. The pants of the Santa suit felt fuzzy and soft on my bare chest as I lowered my mouth onto his entire length. I gave one long lick along his shaft pulled away until just his tip was in my mouth.

I licked around the head of his penis and then placed a soft kiss onto it. I then proceeded to kiss his around his penis like I was giving a French kiss. Slow and deliberate.

"Bella," he moaned.

Time to go in for the kill. I stopped my leisurely game and assaulted him ferociously. Plunging my mouth up and down and up and down as my hand stroked the length of him that couldn't fit in my mouth. I moaned letting the vibrations tickle his skin.

"Bella, I'm going to…" he warned as I continued my attack. He was moving his hips in time with my mouth, and I could feel him trying to pull away.

How sweet.

But I wanted to taste him. Every drop of him. Finally sensing my intention, he dropped his hips and spilled into my mouth. His salty goodness filled me and slid down my throat. Once every drop had been swallowed, I pulled away licking up any semen that I missed.

I laid down beside Edward and sighed. "That was amazing!"

"Oh no you don't Swan. We're not finished here. If I recall, you wanted Santa to fuck you. And fuck you I will."

Edward took a hold of my side and slid on top of me again. He placed his elbows by my face to prop himself up. He reached down with one hand, effectively lowering his face to mine, and grabbed his penis. I lifted my face and kissed him as he gently rubbed the tip of his manhood along my folds.

He was teasing me.

He moved his hips in a circle letting his penis rub on my clit and down my center.

"Edward, please…"

"Please what Bella?"

I moaned in pleasure as he pressed his entire length against my center.

"Bella, say it! What do you want?"

"Edward…fuck…me!"

And with that he plunged into me filling me to the hilt. I could feel his balls pressing against my skin.

"Uh…Bella. You're so fucking tight," he declared as he pulled himself out and back in. Once he filled me again, his hips moved in a circle letting every inch of my insides feel him.

I was about to explode with how pleasurable he felt. I reached out and grabbed his ass, placing my fingers just inside the waistband of his suit to hold him firm to my body. My hands latched on as his hips continued their ministrations upon me.

He was going slow letting me enjoy every sensation. The sensation of the Santa suit against my skin. The sensation of his balls upon my ass. The sensation of him inside me.

He lowered his head and kissed me tenderly rubbing his hand down my jaw. Our frenzied sex had turned into something else. We were making love.

I clenched his ass tighter as I felt the pit of my stomach start to drop. I let my mouth open in a sigh, momentarily halting our kiss, as I came for the third time tonight.

"Bella…" Edward uttered as he continued our kiss. A few strokes later, and I could feel as his hot, sticky liquid shot inside me. Edward continued to circle his hips as he let his penis pulse and shake every last drop into my core.

Breathing heavily, he bent down and feathered my neck with light kisses before slowly pulling away. I groaned from the loss.

He laid down beside me and wrapped his arms around my torso.

"I don't know how I'm going to go without that when I return to Dartmouth in a few weeks," Edward whined.

"Edward did you say Dartmouth?"

"Yeah, why?"

"I just got accepted into their Masters program. I'll be there too. You're in medical school right?"

"Are you serious?"

I nodded yes. "Bella, I don't know if you want to? But I'd love to see this go somewhere. Other than just sex I mean."

"Oh Edward, I'd love to. Besides you might need some help with your homework?

"Homework?"

"Learning the human anatomy," I answered as I leaned over to start round two.

"Excuse me." We were both startled to hear a voice other than our own.

"Do you think you could take this elsewhere? I need to close up the mall," the security guard explained.

Edward and I just looked back at each other and started laughing.

Our little show had an audience we realized as we picked up our clothes and got the hell out of there.

Hey Folks :D

Firstly may I say, LAST DAY OF SCHOOL TOMORROW!!! Woooo!! XD

Also, you should ALL go and read Tina's story - 'Exposure' It's absolutely awesome!!

Ok, so, today's advent shape - A robin!

Tomorrow's author - HammondGirl XD

Loves,

Em xx