Free Santa's Executive by Carrie Ann Ryan

been thinking of. Their gazes locked, and she blushed. Yep, she was thinking the exact same things.
    “Tell me more about yourself.”
    She blinked and frowned. “What do you want to know?”
    “I want to know about you and your family. I just want to know more. You said you’d tell me since you know so much about my life and I know next to nothing about yours.”
    “Oh, well, what do you want to know exactly?”
    He rubbed small circles on her wrist and smiled. “Any brothers and sisters?”
    “No, I'm an only child. Most elves are since we don't really have a lot of space to move around. Only assistants really get to move from the North Pole.”
    “Really? That doesn't seem fair.”
    “Oh, no, we like it. Well, I mean most always do. Elves love their workshop at the North Pole, and they don't want to move, but it isn't like we're trapped up there.”
    He tilted his head, sensing an undercurrent in her words. “What about you? Did you feel trapped? Is that why you came here without being told to?”
    She bit her lip and nodded. “I never really liked my job, and I know that makes me a bad elf. But I like working with you, so maybe I did find something for me.”
    He traced her jaw and loved the way she shivered. “I'm glad I'm helping you too.” He moved his finger up her jaw again and traced her ear, and she froze. “What? What did I do?”
    “You didn't do anything. It's just my ears are a little sensitive.” She blushed, and he held back a groan as his cock hardened. 
    “Oh, really, why is that?”
    “You can't really see because I have my glamour on, but elf ears are pointed, and it's sort of an erogenous zone for us.”
    “Really?” He smiled and leaned down closer to her so that way their noses touched.
    “Show me,” he whispered.
    She pulled back ever so slightly, her breath quickening. “Okay.” 
    He watched as her glamour fell, and her pointed ears appeared. He never would've thought he would've found them sexy, but hot damn. Since she’d said they were an erogenous zone, he couldn't wait to trace them with his tongue.
    His gaze locked with hers as he traced the tip of her ear with his finger. She shuddered, and he smiled.
    Fuck yeah.
    With their eyes still on each other, he leaned down and brushed his lips against hers. They were so soft, plump. She moaned against him and closed her eyes. He traced the seam of her lips with his tongue, and she opened for him.
    Yes.
    He framed her face with his hands and deepened the kiss, his tongue touching hers, their mouths moving with each other. It was the sweetest of kisses. She moaned again, and he nipped at her lip. He kissed her harder, and she pulled back.
    “Damn, I loved that.” There was that love word again.
    “That can't happen again,” she whispered.
    He blinked, not understanding exactly what she’d just said. “Why?”
    “Because you're just getting to know me, and it might just be the magic that's making you do that. I don't want it to interfere with anything.” She looked down at her hands, and he just wanted to pick her up and hold her close. She looked so unsure of herself, and he felt like he was the cause.
    “We’re going to do that again, Rina. The only magic that happened was the magic between us, not anything having to do with what we are.”
    “You should go.”
    He traced her ear again, and she shivered. “We will talk about this.”
    “I don't know, Justin.”
    He didn't say anything else, just walked out the door. He didn’t want her for just one night, but for a whole lot more. He was attracted to her and could see them being together for more than just a one night stand. He wanted to see her smile and laugh and be in his arms. He even pictured her round with his child.
    He froze and almost fell down the stairs.
    What the hell? Where'd that come from? Why the hell was he thinking about babies?
    Not any babies. Rina’s babies.
    For some reason that didn't scare him at all. Now he just had to get Rina on the