Jingle Bell Rock-God (Colin One-Shot)

One-Shot

“I'm sorry Kitten.  I won't make it home for Christmas.” I sigh and fight the tears that are burning the back of my eyes as I read the text again.  “It's all good Colin. It's just Christmas. We can celebrate anytime.” I push and and drop my phone onto my desk with a sigh. Matt pops his head over the partition looking at me.  

“What's up Princess?” His brown eyes take in my face and he sends me a smile “Colin texted,  he won't make it home for Christmas.” He looks at me sympathetically “Are you ok with that?” I nod “It sucks, but this is his dream and career.  I support him completely in it. There will be a hundred more Christmases.” He pats my head like a puppy and a grin cuts on his lips. “Well! At least tonight you can forget about everything while we party” I groan and lean my head forward,  it's the annual Carter Corp Christmas party tonight. “Do I really have to?” I mutter into my arms and Matt sets a hand in my shoulder. “It'll be fun I promise angel.”

I finish the rest of my shift and head home to prep for the Christmas Party.  I slip on a red dress with a pair of black heels. I pull my auburn hair into a high ponytail and take a look at myself in the mirror and sigh. Call me a grinch but without Colin here I'm just not feeling the holidays.  I grab my phone and call a cab to bring me to Starlight. “This has got to be the greatest Christmas party Carter Corp has put on yet!” Lisa comes up as I as I look around the establishment. Ryan has rented the entire club for the staff and I have to admit it is by far one of the best company parties I've been to.  It's been completely decorated and not a single thing is out of place, even Santa is in the corner posing for photos with staff members.

Arms curl around my waist from behind me and I smell Matts musk encircle me shortly after I arrive at the bar and order a drink.  “Hey Trouble.” I laugh as he lightly pecks the crown of my head. “Ouch, Princess that hurts!” I roll my eyes and playfully elbow him getting a slight grunt when I connect to his solid abs.  He steps to my side chuckling as Lisa brings up a couple drinks for us and I take a sip of a chocolate peppermint flavored beverage. She laughs at my raised eyebrow “It's called the Grinch!” and I join her laughter.   She draws me into the dance floor and as we dance I feel eyes on me. I try to find the culprit but there are so many people I can't see who would be the person burning their eyes into me.

I pull myself off the dance floor and go to the bar to order another drink. I watch our staff and roll my eyes at the amount of people posing with Santa for holiday photos. Lisa comes up to me and grabs my arm misunderstanding my body language. “Let's go take pictures with Santa!!!” I shake my head “God no! Look at them all flocking over that poor man!!” “Oh! Come on,  don't be a party pooper! I'll buy you a shot!!” I roll my eyes “Come on!!!! Do it for me!” I sigh “For you.” As she pulls me towards the line. The girls around us giggle and adjust their skimpy clothes.

One of the girls smiles and starts talking to Lisa,  talking about how this is the hottest Santa Ryan has gotten.  As I make my way to the front of the line Ryan presses his hand into my shoulder.  “Having fun Amber?” I fake a smile and look at him “Oh yes! It is beautiful!” He smiles at me “Go tell Santa what you want for Christmas.” I laugh and walk up and sit precariously on the edge Santa's lap to pose for a picture. The photographer looks at me “Come on young lady, smile! I'm sure you have a gorgeous smile! Let us know your name so Santa can tell you if you've been naughty or nice!” I smile “Amber.” The photographer smiles, “What do you think Santa? She seems to be a bit of a scrooge.  Naughty or Nice?”

I feel the man behind me lean forward and his breath brushes my shoulder, he speaks softly,  just enough so that I can hear him “I think you've been a very naughty Kitten.” I jump up and turn around, azure eyes penetrate into mine.  I push the hat and wig off his head, his ebony locks falling free then I pull off his fake beard and his name squeaks out from between my lips “COLIN, How?!” he stands and I launch myself into his arms to the sound of applause behind us.  “You said you couldn't make it.” He laughs and lays a kiss on my lips that I return hungrily. His hands slide along my back “Yeah, I was able to convince Bruce to end the signing an hour earlier so I could make the flight back.” I keep my arms wrapped around his neck and nuzzle into him. “This is amazing” A smile sets in my lips while I feel Colin look over my head at Ryan “Am I good boss?” Ryan laughs “Yah. Let me call our backup” He wraps his arms around my waist as the girls in the line groan.  

Matt gives Colin a heartfelt slap on the back “Great to see you back! This one almost didn't come.” He laughs and kisses my forehead,  his hand sits possessively on my ass. “I knew you could convince her. Between you and Lisa I wasn't worried!” I wrap my arm around his waist beneath the Santa coat.  “Now if you guys mind, I'm bringing Amber home.” Matt smiles and I hug Lisa goodbye.

“I can't believe you made it!!” I smile as we climb into his car and he makes his way through the New York Christmas Eve traffic.  “Do you think I could let you be alone on Christmas.” I laugh, “I was ok, would of just watched some movies and cuddled Midnight.” His hand slips across between the center console and onto my upper thigh,  keeping his eyes on the road but his fingers slide up the fabric and he strokes between my legs. I moan pressing my back against the car seat raising my hips towards his hand. “I missed how easy you react to me Kitten.” He mutters pulling the car into a spot outside of his apartment.  He removes his hand from my body and I instantly feel the loss of his heat.

He opens my car door and I allow myself to be pulled into the apartment. I wrap myself into him as he kicks the door closed with his heel. Santa suit and pull the zip undone exposing his very muscular abdomen. He groans as I slide my fingers along the ridges of his muscles, his hands sliding down to cup my ass lifting me off the ground and pressing me against the wall.  My legs wrap around his midriff as he pushes my skirt up. He buries his head into my neck he runs his teeth along my collarbone and I shiver against the sensation. “I missed your taste…” he mutters against my throat and I sigh against him. “I missed you period.” He pulls us off the wall and carries me attached to his into the bedroom.

He tosses me into the bed unceremoniously and kneels at the foot of the bed,  he slides his hands up my dress and pulls my underwear off with a single smooth movement. He bends over and slides his warm hands along my thighs and calves.  He hooks his arms under my thighs pushing my legs wide, my dress pushing up exposing me fully to him. His primal growl sends a shiver through my abdomen as his mouth claims my clit my juices flowing over his chin instantly. His tongue laps up the fluid as I soak the area quivering and squirming beneath him. I dig my hands into his hair and arch my groin into him has he dips his tongue into me. I scream out his name as I cum again against him.  His chuckle vibrates against my clit as he eats my core out. I finally feel him pull away from me and I slip my hands down his chest and free his throbbing dick from the confines of his red velvet pants pushing them down. I shift my weight against the bed as he grabs my heels spreading my legs wide. He groans and drives in with such force that I cry out “DEAR GOD COLIN” my breath catches and I buck against him bringing him closer into me as he pushes my legs wide apart and backwards.  His thrusts come hard as his elongated shaft buries itself deep within me. His tip strokes me from the inside pressing against my soft patch building up the pressure with each jab.

He lets my legs go and I wrap them along his waist pulling him in, stretching against his steeled cock. His hands sliding up pushing the silken fabric of my dress up and over my head. He bends forward and flipping my breasts out of my bra ravages each mound with his mouth. As he nips my left nipple I shudder against him feeling the pressured gush shooting from my groin and spraying back from his lance. He growls my name as he cums deep within me.  Colin grabs me close and drives his mouth onto mine, I can taste me on his lips as he drives his tongue into my throat flowing freely into my depths. I quiver as I feel his pulsing rod within me, his mouth owning mine. I moan as he refuses to relinquish ownership, grinding my hips against him, and in doing so I feel his hardened member spasm and he collapses on my body, my hands scraping along his back drawing lines in his chiseled shoulder blades.

He pulls back from my mouth smiling “Merry Christmas Kitten.”

The end.