Santa's Assistant

Chapter Two

They say you'll know when you've met the love of your life but I never believed any of that horse, shit. That is until I placed my lips against Lucy Sanders. As my lips caressed hers, a warmth filled my belly, the kind the reminded me when you took a gulp of whiskey. Kissing Lucy was like taking a shot of whiskey and letting the warmth of her kiss seep into my bones.

As I deepened the kiss my hands found there way into her hair, my fingers threading through her silky strawberry blonde locks. She smelt like warm vanilla and cinnamon a combination that caused my mouth to water.

Would she taste like heaven against my tongue?

"I.... I'm sorry..." She pressed her hands firmly against my chest, breaking the kiss. My eyes locked on hers as I took in her flustered face, the warmth of her cheeks making me smile.

"Sorry, for what sweetheart? You've done nothing wrong. It's me who wanted the kiss and who should be sorry. I couldn't stand here another moment with you, without possessing those full lips of yours." My hand slipped from her hair as the admission fell from my lips. I knew she wasn't use to be possessed by a man like me, a man that took charge and control of what he wanted, a man that got shit done instead of just making false claims.

She cleared her throat, "I've never been kissed like that before, so suddenly." Her eyes slid from my lips and finally up to my eyes as if she was following an invisible trail that lead back to me. The lustful look in her eyes told me all I needed to know about us. She definitely wanted me like I wanted her, and all I needed to do was show her how good we could be together.

"I have that outfit for you." I grabbed the elf outfit off the back of the sofa. I had it specially made for this event and I knew for a fact that it would look fucking stellar on Lucy. She looked down at the bag the outfit was in as I placed in her small hands. Would she wear it once she got home and got it out of the bag, or would she fight me on it?

"Are you sure you don't want someone else, someone maybe who would look good in a elf outfit?" I could see every, insecurity she had written on her face and the fact she didn't think she was good looking enough to wear an elf outfit made me furious. She was fucking beautiful, with just the right amount of curves, and anyone who said different would have to deal with me.

"You're fucking beautiful Lucy. Absolutely stunning and anyone who says different is going to have to answer to me, do you understand?" Anger filled my voice, radiating out of me how could someone be so mean. I stared fiercely into her blue green eyes that reminded of the Caribbean Sea.

"I just don't want to disappoint you, that's all." The sadness that filled her voice angered me further.

"Never." I gripped her by the chin with one hand, and pulled her into my chest with the other, the bag with the outfit in it becoming squished between our chests. "Ever. Feel like you're not good enough. I've watched you for years Lucy, and I know for a fact, without a fucking doubt that you're an amazing woman. Like I said before I don't mix business with pleasure but I'm willing to break that rule for you. Only for you."

I had to make her see for herself just how beautiful she was, and I would, tonight at the mall in that sexy as hell elf costume. I would possess her body in the best way, and leave her begging for more.

"Okay, Mr. Walker." She smiled and my fucking heart skipped a beat never had a woman smiling before made me this happy. My cock grew hard as a zing of excitement shot through my body.

"Nicolas. Call me Nicolas. I'm more than just your boss now." My heart was pounding in my chest as I spoke. All I wanted to do was take her home with me and spend the entire day in bed with her, but even I knew that sex wasn't the best way to start out a relationship. I didn't want her thinking I was only sexually attracted to her, because I wasn't.

"Okay, Nicolas. I'll be there, and I'm sorry I'm just so surprised by the events that took place today. I didn't expect you to feel anything for me." The shyness I always saw her display started to creep back into her features.

"Well now you know Lucy, you know my secret. The one thing I've been lusting for from afar but to afraid to claim. I'm going to show you just how much I've wanted you, and just how much it's hurt me to put off taking you." I allowed my hands to fall from her face, but her chest still stayed against mine, her perky as fuck tits rising with every breath that entered her lungs.

If she looked this beautiful dressed, what did she look like naked? Would she let me possess her in everyway? Would she submit to me, and let me provide every single thing she would ever need?

"I'll be seeing you." She looked up at me, her long lashes fluttering against her cheek a need appearing in her eyes that I understood. She wanted to kiss me again but was to afraid to reach up on her tip toes and place her lips against mine, so before she could pull away from me fully and walk out of the office, I placed a soft kiss against her smooth as butter lips.

It was a soft feather light kiss, and one that promised a lot more later on. I let her pull away, the warmth of her touch leaving me as soon as she stepped out of my embrace. Oh how I fucking missed her already.

"Tonight then...?" I had to ask, making sure she would be there because if she wasn't I don't know what I would do.

She nodded her head, "Tonight, Nicolas. I'll meet you at the mall." Her voice was a soft caress against my skin. Holy fuck this woman made me feel things I had never felt before. Yes, I had imagined time and time again what our first kiss would be like and I had went over the image in my mind a million times but nothing could have prepared me for the touch of her lips against mine and the way it would make me feel.

She stepped out of my office as if she was never here, and my heart sank into my stomach because for the first time ever in my life I questioned if she would actually show up tonight. I had never felt a feeling like this before. I never had to wonder if someone would listen to me or not and as I sank into my lush leather office chair I wonder even more if I made the right choice letting her know my real feelings.

I needed to call someone and talk to them, someone who knew exactly what it was that I was feeling. I fished my cell out of my suit pants, and unlocked it. Then I scrolled through my contacts until I came to a stop on Ryan Nelson's name my finger covering over the call key as I contemplated with myself about calling him.

Ryan had his own secret office romance, a woman he hired for a friend and fell for within moments of meeting. Yeah it wasn't convential for a man to fall head over heels in love with a woman upon meeting her but it wasn't impossible.

I pressed the call button, and waited, knowing that if anyone could relate it would be him. The ringing echoed through the line, and continued to do so until his voicemail played.

Did I want to leave a message?

"Leave a message after the beep." The automated voice played, and then the sound of the beep went off.

"Hey. It's Nicolas. I... I'm having some personal issues that are going on and I needed some advice and maybe just someone to talk to, I know you're busy and all so give me a call back when you get a chance." I hung up the phone, pushing the feeling that maybe I made a wrong choice from my mind.

I hadn't made a wrong choice. There was no way. There was no wrong choice when it came to confessing your feelings for someone. I would just have to trust in myself that I did the right thing.

You're a businessman Nicolas, act like one.

I smirked, just as I opened my laptop to get some work done for the day, all while knowing just outside my door sat a beautiful curvy blonde named Lucy who owned a piece of my heart.