The naughty list never looked so nice...
There was nothing Piper hated more than the holidays. She wished that she could hibernate through them and wake up in a brand new year. Instead, her boss had her planning the company’s Christmas party, complete with him being the sexy Santa that dishes out bonus checks for those on the ‘nice’ list.
Scott Whalen was notoriously known for being a good guy, but his alter ego was a skillful Dominant. On a prior business trip to the Bahamas, Piper made a drunken admission that she wanted to be dominated. Now, the sexy little minx gave him the perfect opportunity to give her that wish.
She’s the only employee on the naughty list and her reward is a contract that establishes rules for a much desired affair with her boss. He’s got what she wants and he’ll give her what she needs. She must first survive the torment of a holiday party before she gets what she craves.
Be Warned: BDSM, spanking
“I’d like an update on where we are with the Christmas office party.”
She gave a slight frown. She hated the holidays. He could spot that a mile away. “Everything is in order. We’ll start setting up after work today. The party starts at eight and goes to midnight.”
He moved to his chair and sat back against the plush leather. “I’m curious. Why is it that you hate Christmas?”
She blinked a few times. “Honestly?”
“Yeah. Tell me.”
She licked her lips and he felt it in his cock. “I don’t have family. I don’t have people to buy gifts for or to visit and eat myself into a coma. Roger and I always get each other something but I don’t see the point. After all the festivities are over, I go home to an empty apartment just like any other day. There is no need for me to make a fuss over a stupid holiday that is notoriously known for being a family holiday.”
Scott nodded. He was in a similar boat, but he always spent his time giving back. Homeless shelters needed his help and he willingly gave. If they ran out of food, he’d go out and purchase more. It was a family of sorts at the shelter and he loved being part of it. Maybe Piper was missing the point.
“Well, thank you for taking on this task. I’m sure it has been a nuisance for you from the beginning.”
She laid her dainty hand on the back of the wing-backed chair in front of his desk. “It has. I’m not going to lie.”
“Your hard work is appreciated. I always appreciate you, even if I don’t tell you. You’re one of my best employees.”
She gave him a small smile. “Thank you. You’re pretty great, yourself.”
He sat back in his chair. “I want to invite you to stay with me this Christmas. I’m not against you giving me gifts if that is really what you want to do either.”
She chuckled. “Sir, I appreciate it, but I can’t. There’s too many bad things that happen when work relationships go too far.”
Scott figured she’d say as much. She didn’t want to lose what they had professionally. “What kind of gifts were you planning on giving for Christmas, Piper?”
A faint tint of red colored her cheeks. He loved it. Loved the idea that her perfect ass could be the same color from the smack of his hand.
“I, uh…”
“I’m teasing.” He waved it off. “I just don’t want you to be lonely. It’s an open invitation. You can change your mind and join me if you want.”
She smiled. “Thank you.”
Scott had all kinds of dirty images floating around in his mind. Piper on the bed, arms bound to her thighs with her legs open for his pleasure. Or maybe he’d punish her for having a sassy mouth by draping her over his lap and smacking her ass with his hand. He wanted to know what color panties she wore and how they looked on her. Maybe he’d leave them on and slip them to the side when he wanted to fuck that tight, hot cunt. His cock stirred in his pants, bringing him back to reality.
“I guess I should get back to work.” Piper glanced toward the door. “Is it mandatory that I come to the event tonight?”
On the surface, she probably meant it as a joke, but he knew deep inside she’d rather stay at home. Roger pointed out earlier that she liked to read dirty books and he wondered just what she’d planned on reading tonight.
“If you skip the party, then you’ll miss getting your Christmas present from me.”
She smiled. “You’re right. I’ll be there with bells on.”
“Now that I’m dying to see.”
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