Jingle Balls Giveaway Hop

You better watch out
You better not cry
Better not pout
I'm telling you why
Sexy Santa's coming to town

He's making a list
And checking it twice;
Gonna find out who's naughty and nice
Sexy Santa's coming to town

He sees you when you're playing
He knows when you're aroused
He knows if you've been kinky or sweet
So be kinky for goodness sake!

HAPPY HOLIDAYS MY FRIENDS!

Dec 12th thru Dec 17

Ho Ho Ho!! We're Sexy Santa's kinky lil helpers, and here to wish you all a happy holiday with lots of hugs and kisses coming your way!

Welcome to our Jingle Balls Giveaway Blog Hop, hosted by none other than Madame D's Boudoir and Satin's Bookish Corner !

Beside wanting him under my Christmas tree, I can think of a few more yummy things I'd like Santa to bring me too!!  LOL!!  So yes!  Another Naughty Giveaway!!  And another great author to share with my lovely readers!  Cari Quinn has graciously donated, to 2 lucky commenters, a choice of her books!!!  So before we get into the qualifying details lets check out this yummy tidbit from her latest book Unwrapped!!  This is an exclusive sneak peek!!!

Ho-ho-hoing with some erotic holiday cheer!
Huge thanks to Nikki for having me here today!
It's almost Christmas and we all know that means zany days filled with shopping and merrymaking of all kinds. So what can a stressed out person do to get some relief? Well, for me it's simple...read!
I promised to write a story for today but well, I sort of forgot that I had a brand new m/m/f holiday menage release last week (did you see the sparkly cover?) along with my birthday and a whole bunch of Christmas craziness. So I figured I'd tempt and tease you all into commenting with a never-before-shared long excerpt from Unwrapped. Be careful, it's a scorcher!
Once you're done reading, leave a comment telling me if you like menage romance, why or why not. Easy peasy! You'll be entered into a random drawing for a chance to win your choice of one of my ebooks (two winners!)
Now settle in with a cold drink and prepare to lose that sweater...it's gonna get hot in here!
First, here's Unwrapped's blurb:
Caitlyn Sachs has a great life. A family she loves, check. An incredible design job working with her best friends, Tristan and Matt, check. An amazing home she shares with the guys, double check. But her upcoming twenty-fifth birthday and the desire to shed the burden of her virginity have spurred her to consider something shocking. All she wants is one uncomplicated night with one of her best friends, no strings attached. But how can she choose?
Except there’s another problem. Tristan and Matt are already involved sexually with each other, much to Cait’s shock. And both men have long harbored feelings for Cait that go way beyond friendship. When they whisk her away for her birthday to a cabin in the mountains, she discovers the extent of their lust—and her own. The gift they give her is one she'll never forget.
But when the weekend's over, will she retreat to the safety of the status quo, if they'll even let her? Or will she finally embrace what she's secretly craved for so long?Excerpt from Unwrapped:
A virgin.
Tristan stared at Matthew, still shocked into inaction. Coming in here to find Caity tied up had been bad enough. Now this.
He started to speak, but Caity cut him off. "So help me God, Tristan, if you ask me if I’m sure or tell me I don’t need sex, I’ll knee you hard enough to make Matthew cry. I’m not a delicate little flower, damn you. You saved me once. You don’t have to keep doing it over and over again, Superman."
Delicate little flower. He almost snorted at that. Looking at her right now -- hands bound, eyes covered, and legs spread wantonly, revealing the damp spot on her lacy red panties -- delicate was not the word he had in mind.
Saving her wasn’t at the top of his list either. Back when he’d acted as her rescuer at her first frat party, he’d seen her as just a cute kid, two years younger than most of her classmates. She’d graduated early from high school, though she’d been determined to do whatever her friends did. Drink, flirt shamelessly, tease guys. When he’d stepped in before that teasing went too far, he’d taken her back to his room and let her sleep off the booze. She’d awakened embarrassed and grateful, sparking one of the truest, deepest friendships he’d ever had.
And now he was risking it.
"You really want to know what I think you are?" he asked as he returned to her chair and knelt down again.
"Tris --"
He laid a finger over her lips, and she ground her teeth together. In a minute, she’d be biting him.
He couldn’t wait.
"Matt’s not interrupting me, but you are. Know why? Because he’s seen me in ways you haven’t. When the civility’s stripped away and there aren’t words left. The way you’re going to see me soon enough. If we let you watch." He took immense satisfaction in the slackening of her jaw. "That’s dependent on how much talking you do between now and then. We have ways of keeping you quiet. If you think we won’t…well, you’re thinking wrong."
Her lips parted as if she were about to speak. Then she pursed her mouth and waited.
He glanced over his shoulder at Matt, who hooked his thumbs in the pockets of his jeans and grinned. "Get her naked, Tris."
Tristan turned back to Caity and undid the buttons of her coat. Once he’d pulled the panels open to reveal her winter white sweater, he traced the delicate chain at her neck. She shuddered. He drew his fingertip down the valley between her breasts, over the soft rise of her belly to the waistband of her skirt. He recognized it as one of the shortest she owned.
How many times had she teased his dick into brutal awareness with a glimpse of her in that ass-sculpting skirt? Too many times. Tonight, she’d pay for every one of them.
He hooked his fingers in her waistband and tugged. She helped, lifting her hips to make it easier. Oh yeah, she was ready for them. Finally.
Once he’d pulled the skirt free of her body, he tossed it aside and swallowed hard at the sight of her skimpy panties. That taunting strip of wet right down the center had only grown while he undressed her.
"You said you’ve done things," he murmured, grazing her moisture with the pad of his finger. "Like what?"
"Wh-what do you mean?"
"What have you let men do to you, Caity?"
"Am I allowed to speak?"
He chuckled, pressing down hard enough on the circle of wet to make her gasp. "Yes."
"Normal things."
"Oh, my favorite word. Normal. Because Matt and I are abnormal. Right?"
"Uh-oh," Matt said from behind him. He’d taken a seat on the couch and had already undone his belt. Obviously he was prepared to spring into action at a moment’s notice. "Cait, have I taught you nothing?"
"That’s not what I meant. Honestly." She licked her lips. "I’ve done everything but actual penetration."
"So you’ve let a guy eat your pussy," Tristan said nonchalantly, still circling. When she blanched, he chuckled again. "You wanted this. Now you’re going to get it." He waited a beat, then demanded, "Or are you blushing for a different reason?"
"Uh, I’d vote for a different reason," Matt offered from the couch.
Tristan pressed his finger harder. This time he didn’t stop until he could feel the swollen bud between her folds. "Did you let Matt eat you out, Caity?"
"More like skim some off the top," Matt said when she didn’t respond.
"You’re lucky you’re over there," Caity muttered, making Matt laugh.
"So, like this, then? Through your panties." Tris bent and arrowed his tongue into the cleft of her sex, flicking hard. His dick tightened painfully. Holy shit, she was delicious.
Now he understood why Matt had looked so smug when he’d talked about tasting her. Her flavor was as hot and sweet as the peaches she always smelled like.
She released a long moan, the most perfect sound he’d ever heard. "Yes. Like that." She threw back her head and exposed the long, vulnerable line of her throat. "More. Please."
He did it again, alternating the speed and pressure of his strokes. Her body bowed before slumping down to wait for the next swipe. She spread her legs wide and tipped her pelvis to give him maximum access, her body responding so enthusiastically to his attention that occasionally a drop of her juice seeped onto the chair.
"He’s better at this than I am. I’d say I’m better at other things, but I’ll leave you to decide that for yourself."
"Braggart," Matt said, making Tristan shoot him a grin over his shoulder. Matt had already taken out his cock and fisted it as he slid his hand up and down. Tris’s own shaft lurched, and he hissed out a breath.
He needed to get this show moving or he’d be impressing Caity with how fast he could come without any stimulation at all.
"Prove to us what you want, Caity. We want to hear you beg. See you open yourself up for our mouths."
"My hands --"
Tristan untied her, but not for the reason she thought. He pulled off her coat and discarded it on the hearth, then did the same with her cardigan sweater. Beneath she wore nothing but a tiny scrap of bra that matched her panties. With two flicks of the front clasp, her breasts were free. They were small, compact like the rest of her. But her puckered, dark pink nipples were not. They already looked as if they’d been sucked. Hard.
He brought her shoulders flush with the chair. "Arch your back."
She did, thrusting her sexy breasts high, and he grabbed her arms. She jerked in his hold, making quiet noises of protest in her throat.
"Stay still," he growled, pulling them behind her back. He looped the rope around her wrists and then around the back of the chair. Once she was secured, he went back to his post. With one swift move, he ripped her panties off her body.
"Keep your legs open wide."
Visibly shaking, she spread her light golden thighs, revealing the copious liquid saturating the thatch of downy blonde ringlets and coating her swollen lower lips.
"Matt," he said in a low voice. "Come here."
"Say please."
"You wish. Get over here. Or I won’t let you have her first."
She whimpered as Matt came closer, his heavy footfalls echoing on the rough-hewn plank floor. "Maybe --"
"Be quiet." She moaned at Tristan’s directive, but he was pretty sure she wasn’t feeling any pain. God, how long had she been as desperate for them as they were for her? "You wanted this. You’re about to get it."

Unwrapped's buy link at Loose Id (plus an excerpt from Chapter One): http://www.loose-id.com/Unwrapped.aspx

WOW!!  Did that excerpt jingle your bells or not?  So Cari has offered two of any of her books to one lucky commenter!!  Check out her awesomely Naughty books at  http://www.cariquinn.com/books.php (Giveaway also includes Unwrapped which hasn't made it on to the book page yet)  Which as you have read sounds smokin hot!!  To be entered you must be a GFC follower, leave your email address, and answer this question:  If Santa could bring you any person in existence (fictional or real), who would you like to find naked with a bow tied around their unmentionables, waiting just for you under the tree?

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