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Eli Michaelson reluctantly walked into the restaurant where the annual staff Christmas party was being held. He didn’t want to be here. He had enough of looking at festive decorations with the same five Christmas songs on repeat. His divorce with his wife Sarah was made final a few months ago with her taking their son and a good chunk of his money with her. He wanted no part of any holiday cheer, and he was in no mood to put on a fake face to socialize with people he didn’t really care about. He was only here because he had to be. The department head Jerry insisted on having a Christmas party to celebrate the end of the semester. He also insisted on everyone participating in Secret Santa. Eli protested, stating he had better things to do with his time.

“I’m better off in the lab,” Eli insisted. “Let me finish some experiments.” Or find some hot, young girls that will possibly sleep with me…

“It’s Christmas, Eli,” Jerry said. “Quit being a Grinch.”

“But I kinda am one…”

“As true as that might be, you’re going, and that’s final. And you better have a Secret Santa gift ready…”

So here he was with a shiny red gift bag in hand, wanting to get all of this over with. He noticed Jerry right away and gave him a small nod. He scanned the room, trying to see if anyone else was dreading this as much as him, until his eyes set on you.

You were the new colleague that started your job this semester. You were a woman in her mid-thirties, older than most of the girls he typically looked at, but charming. You were beautiful but also incredibly intelligent and witty. You weren’t afraid to challenge people, and he admired that. Eli had attempted to flirt with you before, but you shot him down, which he wasn’t used to. You also dared to question some of his findings in his studies, which was somewhat insulting to the Nobel Prize winner, but he would never admit that he secretly appreciated that. You were different and alluring, so when Eli drew your name for Secret Santa, he knew he had a challenge on his hands. He saw you wearing a red dress that accentuated your hips, ass, and legs, and it was a far cry from your typical daily wardrobe of slacks and a nice top. He couldn’t help but stare. He thought you were gorgeous before, but this was you on another level, especially with your hair, make up and heels to accentuate everything. He had to look away for a second to gather himself to keep from making it overly obvious that he was drooling over you. What he didn’t realize was that you were trying to make subtle glances over at him in his nice suit.

Before long, Jerry clinked his wine glass to get everyone’s attention and make a speech about appreciating everyone’s hard work for the semester and spreading some holiday cheer. Then it was time to begin the Secret Santa exchange. Instead of making you wait and guess who your Secret Santa was, Eli walked straight over to you.

“Hi, [Y/N],” he said, giving you a genuine smile.

“Hi, Eli,” you greeted back, returning his smile.

“This is for you.” He handed you a shiny red gift bag.

“You’re my Secret Santa?”

“Yes… Unless you were expecting somebody else…?”

You shook your head. “No. I’m just pleasantly surprised. That’s all.”

He raised an eyebrow. “You didn’t think I could do this?”

You snickered. “No. It’s more that I’m your Secret Santa.” You handed him a shiny green gift bag.

Eli took the bag from you and jolted when your fingers briefly brushed against each other. “Thank you…”

“Why don’t we open both of our bags at the same time?”

He nodded. “Alright. Let’s do it.”

You looked inside your bag and found a figurine from one of your favorite TV shows in addition to a book about travel. You were shocked because you had mentioned these tidbits briefly to him in passing about how they would be great little additions to your desk, and you didn’t think that he would remember. He obviously paid more attention than you thought. Eli opened his bag and was surprised to see a book written by one of his mentors, which had been out of print for some time, and he wanted to get a copy for so long. He was incredibly moved by your present.

“Thank you for my gift,” he said, barely above a whisper. “I really appreciate it.”

“No, thank you, Eli,” you said back. You kissed him on the cheek, which surprised both of you. “I can’t believe that you remembered…”

“Of course, I did. I’m Eli Michaelson, the Nobel Prize winner. My memory is incredible.”

You snickered. “In all seriousness, that was very thoughtful of you.”

Eli took a seat next to you, and you began chatting about everything, ignoring the busyness of the restaurant and the rest of the staff at the party. It felt like it was just the two of you, and you found it easy to talk to him. He finally started opening up to you a bit, and you had to admit that he was handsome and charming despite his arrogance sometimes. You caught him staring at you when he thought you weren’t looking, and you called him out for it. He just smirked. The conversation lasted for what seemed like hours and was starting to get interesting when Jerry announced that the party was over. You frowned, and you could tell that Eli was a bit disappointed.

“What if we moved to a quieter location?” Eli suggested. “I know a nice bar that isn’t too far away from here.”

“That sounds great.”

Eli helped you stand up, and he took your hand as he led you out to the parking lot to his old Mercedes. He didn’t care if anyone else was staring. He just wanted you. He drove you to the bar with one hand one the steering wheel and another hand on your knee. You saw that hand and smirked. In fact, you moved your hand on top of his and slowly moved his hand higher, trying to watch his reaction. You could tell that Eli was trying to not crash his car the moment you did that by his small gasp, and you smiled. You finally arrived at the bar, which was quieter like Eli said, and you sat down in a booth. Eli sat next to you and ordered for you both.

“So… when did your feelings for me change?” Eli asked after your drinks arrived.

“What do you mean by that?” you asked back.

“I tried to ask you out months ago, but you shot me down only to surprise me with possibly one of the most thoughtful gifts I’ve ever gotten. You wouldn’t do that if you didn’t feel something, right?”

You gave him a small smile. “You may be on to something…”

He raised an eyebrow. “Indulge me.”

“You didn’t ask me out properly before, Eli. You said my ass was bigger than J. Lo’s.”

“It’s a compliment!”

You rolled your eyes. “It’s not the same.”

“Okay, so I was a bit stupid. I can concede that. But something shifted…”

You bit your lip. “Yes… It did. I…” You looked away for a split second. “I realized that you could actually be kind underneath that rough exterior. And funny. And maybe a little handsome…” Eli’s eyes darkened. “And I heard you talking about that book in passing as you spoke to someone else. My neighbor grew up with your mentor and happened to have a copy that he was giving away. I thought you would appreciate it more on your shelf than it being in a dumpster somewhere.”

Eli grabbed your hand. “Careful, [Y/N]. You’re making me want to kiss you right now.”

You rubbed your thumb over his hand. “What’s stopping you?”

He leaned closer. “You’d let me?”

You nodded yes. “I’m about to do it myself if you don’t hurry up…”

Eli wasted no time and kissed you. He was gentle at first, not wanting to scare you away after he worked so hard to get you here, but that changed when you deepened the kiss. You finally decided to throw caution to the wind and see where this night may take you. Eli kissed you back, placing one hand on the back of your head and another hand on your chin, holding you in place. You had no intention of running away, running one of your hands in his hair. He pulled back to look into your eyes.

“I hope you don’t think that I’m too forward,” he said, “but I would very much like to quickly finish these drinks and then take you back to my place where we could try some certain experiments.”

You smiled. “I would like that very much.”

He smirked before finishing his drink. Before long, he had you on your feet to go back to his Mercedes. The drive to his place seemed long, especially when the spark between the two of you was undeniably strong, and the anticipation of what was to come had you feeling things you hadn’t felt in so long.

Eli helped you out of the car before grabbing your hand and entering through the front door of his home. As soon as he locked the door, he grabbed your waist and spun you around, so your back was against the door. He kissed you harder this time before kissing down your neck and running his hands across your body. You ran your hands up and down his chest before resting your arms around his neck.

“God, you feel amazing, and I’m not even inside of you yet,” Eli said, kissing you behind your ear in a spot that made you gasp.

“Don’t just tell me you’re going to do things, Eli,” you said, trying to catch your breath. “Show me.”

He smirked and carried you to his bedroom. There he gently placed you on the bed before closing his bedroom door. You spread your legs enticingly on the bed and beckoned him to come to you by crooking your index finger. He took off his suit jacket and carelessly threw it across the room before kissing you again. You started undoing his tie before he stopped you with his hands.

“Do you trust me, sweetheart?” he asked.

“Yes,” you replied, barely above a whisper.

“Good girl.”

He started undressing you slowly, getting your red dress off of you like he imagined the second he saw you at the party. You kicked off your heels and started unbuttoning his shirt. When he undid your bra, he moaned.

“Oh, your breasts are divine,” he said, taking one of your nipples into his mouth while grabbing your other breast with his large hands. “I could do this all night.”

You whimpered. “Eli, I’m gonna want more than your mouth at some point.”

He stopped what he was doing and looked up with you with dark eyes. “I was hoping you would say that…” He leaned you back, so your head hit the pillows. “But for now, I want to explore you.” He took his tie and expertly tied it around your wrists before attaching them to his headboard. You pouted. “I promise you will enjoy every second of this, [Y/N]. If this gets to be too much for you, tell me a safe word, and I’ll stop. Can you do that for me?”

“Yes,” you said with a large moan, pulling at your DIY restraints.

“What’s your safe word?”

“…chemistry.”

He raised an eyebrow. “You had to use our subject as a safe word…”

You laughed. “It got your attention though, didn’t it?”

He chuckled. “Yes, it did. Now that’s enough interruptions for now. I need to get back to tasting you.”

And he followed through on that, leaving no part of your skin untouched. You kept pulling at your soft restraints, wanting to touch him, but he kept making his way lower down your body. He placed his hands on your hips and pulled off your underwear, leaving you completely naked and exposed to his gaze. His eyes darkened before he settled between your legs and gripped your thighs.

“You’re so beautiful like this,” he said, kissing your inner thighs. “I’m ready for my dessert.”

Eli licked a long stripe between your folds before teasing your clit with his tongue. You couldn’t hold back your moans.

“Eli!” you screamed as you pulled on your restraints.

He smirked while eating you out, loving your taste. He then added a couple fingers, hitting the exact spot where he knew you would see stars. You knew you wouldn’t be able to last long with him commanding your body like this.

“Eli, I’m going to come,” you gasped. “Please let me come.”

“Yes, [Y/N]. Come for me!”

You shattered in his embrace while he held you during your high with his eyes never leaving yours. He gave you a moment to catch your breath before moving up and kissing you deeply, letting you taste yourself on his lips.

“That was amazing,” Eli said. “Coming because of me while being tied up to my bed and being at my mercy.”

He got off the bed to remove his trousers and underwear, and you couldn’t help but stare. He was large, much better than anyone you dated before, and that didn’t scare you at all. It excited you, and you licked your lips in anticipation.

“See something you like, darling?” he asked, getting back on the bed.

“Yes,” you replied. “I see a man who promised me the best night of my life.”

He smiled. “I probably didn’t say that out loud, but I wanna give it to you.”

You looked up at him. “My arms are sore from being tied up, Eli.”

“I know… Do you want to use your safe word?”

You shook your head. “No… But I wanna touch you.”

He smirked. “Ask nicely, and I’ll think about it.”

“Please untie me, Eli,” you said. “I wanna feel you while you’re so deep inside me.”

“Not bad… But I think you can do better.”

You shook your head while pulling at your restraints. “Untie me, Eli. I wanna feel my Nobel Prize winner as he fucks the living daylights out of me.”

He smiled. “That’s more like it.” He kissed you while untying his tie from your wrists. The second you were free, you wrapped your arms and legs around him with your hands grabbing his ass.

Eli wasted no time thrusting into you and establishing a hard and fast rhythm. You savored every second of it. He knew exactly which angle would drive you wild, and you could tell he was enjoying this as much as you were.

“You’re so tight, [Y/N]. So perfect. One night may not be enough for me,” he said, losing himself in the moment.

“You feel so wonderful, Eli. Fuck me harder. I want you to fill me up.”

He moaned while giving you what you asked.

“You want me to fill you up? I’ll fill you up. I’ll do anything you ask if you keep letting me fuck you like this.”

Before long, you shattered once again, coming harder than you did before. Eli wasn’t that far behind with his release spilling out from between your legs and down your thighs. Neither of you moved for awhile after your shared orgasm.

“Eli, that was incredible,” you said. “That was all I wanted and more. Thank you.”

He smiled a devilish grin. “No, thank you.” He kissed you again before resting his head on your chest. He stayed like that for some time, lost in thought and moving his hand up and down your arm.

“What’s the matter?” you asked. “You have that look that you get when you’re plotting something.”

“That obvious, huh?” he asked.

“A bit.”

He sighed. “I was thinking about how great tonight was and how I’d want to see you again. I want to take you out on a real date.” You laughed. “What’s so funny?”

“Eli, you know that most people ask that before sleeping together…”

“I know, but we’re not most people.” He looked into your eyes. “And I want us to be exclusive. The thought of anyone else touching what’s mine is making me want to hurl.”

You shook your head. “I could say the same for you, Eli.”

He smiled. “I mean… once you fuck a Nobel Prize winner, you can’t go back.”

You let out a large belly laugh, so large that your ribs started hurting. “I don’t want just any Nobel Prize winner. I just want you.”

Eli kissed you again and held you tight. Maybe Christmas cheer wasn’t such a bad thing after all…