Giveaway and Naughty by Mistletoe with BK Walker

LOL!!  Good morning!!  It looks like I will be getting another break today because I have BK on the blog with a saucy story and giveaway.  For those of you who are new to BK's work let's take a peak at Night Secrets!

Keara Crosby had the perfect life. Her family was not hurting for anything. When her parents are suddenly killed, Keara must learn to live without them. After mourning their death for two months, Keara starts to live again. She follows her favorite band, hangs with her best friend Jared, and falls for the new kid on the block.
When her favorite band is playing at Night Secrets, a new club downtown, she takes her first outing since her parents death and finds this mysterious boy watching her. Mesmerized by his lapus blue eyes, she can't help but feel drawn to him. Her body responds to him in ways she never thought possible, and she needs to figure out why. What is it about Channing that has her yearning for his touch?

Not only is Keara drawn to Channing, but the owner of Night Secrets seems to be drawn to her. Giving her special treatment, she can't help but wonder what he's hiding, and the sense she's seen him before. When she's attacked in the parking lot, her world turns inside out, literally. Keara will soon learn that secrets of the night, just may be the death of her.
Sounds awesome!! I can't wait to read it!!! So for your chance to win a copy, just be a gfc follower, read BK's story, and say hi to her!  Don't forget to leave your email adress in the comment.  Take it away BK!!

Naughty By Mistletoe Guest Post :)

For those that have not yet had the pleasure of meeting my characters from Night Secrets, I wanted to give you a little taste of what you can expect between the pages of this series. At the end of Night Secrets, book one, Keara and Corbin had to flee to Ireland in order to keep her safe from Corbin's evil vampire twin brother, Dante'. In his hidden mansion deep in the woods of the Ireland countryside, there is a lot of room for foreplay....Who knew vampires liked Christmas?

Irish Mistletoes

"I had no idea vampires celebrated Christmas."

"We vampires have had to adapt to many things through the centuries Sweet Keara, including holidays." Corbin chuckled.

We had been in Ireland for months with no sign of Dante'. He had arrived once, with a witch I learned to be my cousin, but then just vanished into thin air. Though we haven't heard from them, we know they are planning something big, especially since they took Melinda, another family member I had been staying with. Tonight as I watch Corbin climbing the ladder to put the angel on top of the tree, Geneva waiting for him to reach the top, it all seems distant.

"Keara, can you help me hang this garland?" Jessie broke me from my reverie.

"Sure Jess." I grabbed the ladder and started climbing it to hang the garland around the high door frames. As Jessie handed me a piece of tape, I lost my footing. Before I could fall to the floor, Corbin caught me in his arms, a gasp escaping me.

"You should be more careful Keara". He was smiling.

Geneva huffed and stormed out of the room. Jess stood, "I'll go calm her down." She walked out after her.

"Sorry." I followed his gaze as he looked above us. "A mistletoe?"

"Not just any mistletoe, an Irish Mistletoe."

"What's the difference?" I saw something change in his eyes. Now beyond the concern for my fall, there was an obvious heat that sent a shiver down my spine.

"Close your eyes Keara. Let the essence of it speak to you, it's truly magical." He whispered against my ear. "The Irish Mistletoe allows you to know what you desire most." His breath was warm against my cheek. "Can you feel its magic?" As he lowered me to my feet I slowly opened my eyes. Now as I looked deep into Corbin's, I felt something change inside me. His arms still around me, he lifted a finger to my lips when I tried to speak. "Just feel Keara."

Leaning in, he brushed his lips across my own sending a tingling sensation directly to my core. Heat rose between my thighs and all other thoughts became non-existent. The only thing that mattered was Corbin and this moment. I heard the door open.

"Leave us." Corbin demanded and I heard the door close again.

Letting my body control me, I pulled Corbin's shirt open, buttons clinking to the floor. Running my hands across his bare chest, I yanked his shirt baring his shoulders. Pushing me against the door frame, his hand cupped my breast, causing them both to form stiff peaks. His shirt fell to the floor followed by him lifting mine over my head. Our breathing was heavy as he crushed his lips to mine, our tongues dancing the forbidden dance. Slowly he edged his way down my neck, planting soft kisses on my shoulders. I could feel the wetness pooling between my thighs and I became consumed with need. In a blur of movement, my bra was off and Corbin's lips were upon my nipples, wet circular motions sending excitement through me. Lifting me with little effort, he carried me to the couch that sat in the center of the study. Slowly he lowered me, kissing down my neck to my nipples, gently pinching them between his teeth. Arching my back a moan of pleasure released. He continued laying wet kisses down my stomach, pulling my jeans off and kissing my legs from my thighs to my feet as he did it.

"You're so beautiful Keara."

Gliding his hands back up the insides of my legs, my eyes closed in anticipation. My body only wanted one thing. Reaching my mound, he teased my folds as my legs fell apart, inviting. I knew he was watching me and I was afraid to see what might be in his own eyes if I looked back. Afraid this might all be a dream and go away if I opened them. Like he knew what I was thinking, he slid a finger between my folds, then another. Slowly he moved in and out causing another moan as my back arched.

Feeling the sensations hault, Corbin was suddenly above me. "Keara. Please keep your eyes open."

I opened them. Desire is what I saw. He pulled my hand to his chest. "You feel it. Here." Placing it over his heart. It beat frantically. His hard shaft toyed just above my folds before he plunged inside. It was like we were made to fit together as we found our rhythm. Sweat dripped from both our faces as we fought to catch enough breath in between thrusts.

"I am your true desire." He smiled.

"Irish Mistletoes." I smiled back.

 Totally Intense!!  Loved it!!  Don't forget to comment and good luck to everyone!!