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you to your senses.”
    She dragged her tongue across her lips and pulled the afghan up again. “I don’t want to see your dick. I want you to get out of my apartment, and I’m going to pretend we never met.”
    He ground his teeth and tamped down his simmering frustration. Obviously, she was drawn to him. Why was she fighting the attraction so hard? Elf women were so easy in comparison. A simple, “Let’s fuck,” and there’d be no more discussion. Obviously, that wasn’t going to work on Gillian. “You owe me. As I told you yesterday: three hours a night until Christmas. You’ll do what needs to be done. I’m compensating you well for it.”
    “Being compensated well sounds great and all, and even given how unprofessional this ordeal has shaped up to be until now, I’m considering it. I guess I’m desperate, but the arrangement sounds very open-ended to me. I don’t know if I like the way that sounds. And I don’t like this weird blurring of business and personal.”
    “Yes you do.” He cupped her chin gently and tipped it up so she’d meet his gaze.
    She gulped. “I do?”
    “Mm-hmm.” He leaned in so close that his nose grazed the side of her face. “I think if I kiss you, you won’t complain.”
    “Funny, that doesn’t sound like me.”
    “You’re right. I’ll amend that. You won’t complain about being kissed. You’ll complain about what I’m kissing. Why start with lips when I could devour you down below? Would you like me to? I’d consider lapping between your thighs an absolute pleasure, and I know you’ll enjoy my mouth on you as you come.”
    She sucked in some air and squirmed away from him. “There are rules…you can’t just…well, do this.”
    “The rules don’t apply to me.”
    “You obviously seem to think they don’t.” She tucked a wild swath of hair behind her ear and cleared her throat. “And I think your mouth is dirty enough already without putting it on me. So…no thank you.”
    “It’s kind of you to care about me.” He found the fleshy lobe of her ear and clamped it between his teeth. He stretched it and then let his incisors abrade the skin.
    She arched into him, whispering, “No, no, no,” but her body was telling him yes .
    “I don’t care about you,” she said.
    In one quick, smooth motion, he positioned his left knee behind her back and drew her between his legs and against his front into a bear hug. He covered her mouth with one hand and let the other slide toward her breasts.
    Nestling his nose into her curls, he put his lips against her ear and whispered, “Lying will get you nowhere, pet. Be still.” He tucked his finger between her lips and swirled it against her tongue. He went straight for her breast when he pulled his hand free. He nudged the plackets of her robe apart, yanked up her shirt, and glided his wet finger around one distended nipple.
    “If I didn’t have to work tonight, I’d have you bound to my bed and leave you waiting until you begged for me,” he said.
    “Don’t hold your breath.” She drew in a sharp inhalation through her clenched teeth at his pluck of her nipple.
    He knew exactly what he needed. Just from touching her, he knew which buttons to push, and how hard to push them. Elf mate’s advantage.
    “I’m sure you feel like you need to play hard-to-get, Gillian, but you’ll save yourself a lot of frustration if you just submit to me.”
    “Well, aren’t you a cocky asshole?”
    “I’m Santa, remember? I know exactly what you want and whether or not you deserve it.”
    “I thought you were looking for an assistant, not a submissive.”
    “Perhaps I need both. And more.” He moved his free hand to trace along the bottom edge of her jaw. He kissed where his fingers had been and down the slope of her neck, paying special attention to her pulse point, then pulling the collar of her shirt aside to access her shoulders.
    A small gasp escaped her lips when his other hand gave her breast a pay attention