Christmas Miracle by Violette Dubrinsky Page A

watching us, watching you,” he said softly, kissing her neck as his fingers found her stiff nipples. “You’d like that, won’t you?”
    Her breathing deepened and she shook her head. The thought of someone watching them, seeing him take her in her office, was both scary and arousing. Still, she didn’t have to admit that to him.
    “Liar.”
    She felt the thick head of his cock at her entrance and whimpered when instead of entering her, he held it there. His hands continued their intoxicating caress of her breasts.
    “Stop teasing me.”
    “Tell me the truth.”
    “About what?” she snapped, frustrated.
    “You like being watched,” he murmured, sliding his cock along her slit.
    She moaned. “I like being with you. Now shut up and fuck me.”
    He stilled for the briefest second, and then he thrust deep, impaling her on his length. Gripping the table, Melanie threw her head back and closed her eyes. Cameron released a stream of curses near her ear, and she smiled, knowing exactly how he felt. One hand left her breast and gripped her hip, anchoring her for his long but slow thrusts.
    “Cameron!” she whined, clenching against him. “Faster...please.”
    He ignored her, and then he pulled completely from her body. Before she could protest, he turned her around and lifted her onto the edge of the desk.
    “Open your legs,” he murmured, stepping between them as soon as she did and entering her.
    She gasped as he went deep in one smooth thrust. Wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs around his hips, she held on for dear life as he began thrusting.
    The desk rattled, and she prayed it held. It was supposed to be oak, for crying out loud.
    She forgot that concern as he angled himself to hit her spot and simultaneously caress her clit. Every thrust was an assault on her senses. With each one, her cries grew higher. He pushed her back until she was lying on the desk before attaching his lips to hers.
    Moaning, she continued to lift her hips for his thrusts.
    Her orgasm burst upon her. She’d just turned her lips away from his when her body seized, arching against him, as he continued his fast pace. With her body clenching around him, he came moments later.
    ***
    Fiona was on hold with the temp agency when she heard what appeared to be the distinct sound of laughter coming from Melanie Samuels’ office. Eyes narrowing, she pulled the phone away from her ear and listened again. A giggle came next, but it was cut short. Her eyes narrowed further and then widened as she stared in that direction.
    Did she just hear a masculine chuckle? Mr. Mackintosh and Ms. Samuels—were they…? Feeling her cheeks heat as a smile touched her lips, Fiona placed the phone down and looked at the time. It was a few minutes after one. It was definitely time for her lunch break.

Chapter Six
    “You’ve what?”
    At only eighteen years old and with nothing but a string of broken hearts and unpaid parking tickets to her name, Adeline Mackintosh was the baby of the family. She was also the one to be reckoned with. As such, it was in the interest of all to tell Addy who was coming to the Christmas celebration ahead of time, unless one wanted to be the guest star in a dramatic movie unfurled on Christmas Day.
    Cameron lifted a brow at his seated sister and restated, “I invited a guest over for Christmas.”
    “A guest? But it’s only for family. You didn’t invite one of those old stiffs you work with, did you? That’s why you have the Christmas Eve party, to appease the old stiffs and the whor— erm , other guests.”
    He shook his head. “It’s another kind of guest.”
    “Oh.” Adeline seemed relieved for all of five seconds before she tensed, blue eyes flashing at him, and asked, “A female kind of guest?”
    “Yes.”
    “Cammy!” He cringed at the name she’d happily given him when she was a baby and refused to give up now that she was, at least age-wise, an adult. “How could you invite one of them? It’s only