Feeling warm and fuzzy inside, Faith smiled from the little girl who’d just been given the doll she’d wanted to the man dressed in the jolly red St. Nicholas suit. "Very well done, Santa."
"Thank you," Matthew murmured in that low, velvet-lined voice of his that sent shivers down her spine. Before she realized his intent, his gloved fingers wrapped around her wrist and he pulled her onto his lap.
Suddenly self-conscious with the nurses and kids looking on in avid interest, and very aware of Santa’s hard, muscular thighs beneath her bottom and legs, she tried to make light of the situation. "Don’t you think I’m a bit too big to be sitting on your lap?"
"Not at all. You fit just right." His eyes sparkled playfully, and the tilt of his moustache hinted at the sexy-as-sin smile hidden beneath. "So, what about you, Faith? Have you been naughty or nice this year?"
He’d placed his gloved hand on her knee, and the heat of his touch seeped through her slacks and spread upward, wreaking havoc with her sexually deprived body. She inhaled a deep, steady breath, and the warm, male scent of him invaded her senses, increasing the wanting unfurling in the pit of her belly.
"Oh, I’ve been very nice." Too nice and good, but all that was about to change. And he’d just presented her with the perfect opportunity to act on her intentions, to be the kind of bold, assertive kind of woman she’d always admired from afar, but had never been before.
"So, what would you like for Christmas?" Matthew asked quite innocently, but there was no mistaking the sexy dare in his gaze.
Caught up in the sensual awareness thrumming between them, Faith seized the moment and made it hers. Cupping her hand over his ear so that no one could hear her very private wish, she whispered, "I want to be naughty, Santa. Very naughty. With you." She gently nipped his lobe to prove how brazen she was willing to be, and heard him suck in a startled breath. "I want one night of unforgettable, anything-goes sex with you, any way I please, and any way you want."
She pulled back, not certain what to expect, but the arousing heat and desire in Matthew’s eyes reassured her that she’d definitely piqued his interest, and his libido, with her shameless request. And his next words confirmed her hunch.
"Well now, since you’ve been so good this year, I think your request can be arranged," he drawled, and followed that up with a hearty, jovial, "Ho, ho, ho!" that had everyone wondering what, exactly, she’d asked for.
