You better watch out
You better not cry
Better not pout
I'm telling you why
Sexy Santa's coming to town
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
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!
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
+1 for a goodreads friend requestHuge 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?
Don't forget to check out the rest of these Naughty Jingling Ball Hopper's Giveaways!!!!!
30 comments:
GFC: Arianne Cruz
email: cruz042 at cougars.csusm.edu
My answer would be this guy I'm crushing on at the moment.. Won't mention his name just in case he miraculously find this post and read my answer :D
of course it would be no other than my ex-boyf :p haha i really wanted to get back with him lol so i am really hoping for the best this Christmas :)
added you on Goodreads :)
punkme15 at gmail dot com
Hmm, i think any hunky Highlander; The tall dark and oh so sexy kind would be perfect:)
Added you on goodreads
Thank you for the great giveaway:)
Happy Hoildays!
http://readinginmyview.blogspot.com/
elliott2668 at yahoo dot com
Matthew McConaughey all wrapped up :0)
Loving this blog hop and LOVE Cari's excerpt!!
Thank you for the giveaway Merry Christmas!!
Great giveaway babes!! Thanks for participating ;)
i would love curran from kate daniels series
GFC: blackwolf
GR: siry
darksiry(at)gmail(dot)com
Happy Holidays & thanks for the awesome giveaway & HOT excerpt!
elizabeth@bookattict.com
GFC/Twitter: BookAttict
FB: Elizabeth Kotkiewicz Hyatt
JC Chasez!! He is still HOT!!!!
mmbrack@earthlink.net
I'd love to win. I'm naughty does that count? lol gfc: Julianne
luvfuzzzeeefaces at yahoo dot com
I would love to have V from BDB, before he mated of course. Otherwise what fun would that be!? lol Thank you for the chance to win =D
emilytardy@yahoo.com
GFC - Emily Tardy
Great giveaway opportunity. If they are print please count me in. :) I'd love to find Jimmy Thomas the cover King under my tree :)Talk about Jingling Bells or Balls is just the beginning. lol
Happy Holidays. GFC name is Lucky47.
Carol L
Lucky4750 (at) aol (dot) com
I would love to have Roarke from JD Robb's In Death series wrapped in all the right places for me.
GFC follow as seriousreader
+1 sent Goodreads friend request as Linda Henderson
seriousreader at live dot com
Curran from The Kate Daniels series by Ilona Andrews. he can last all night!
GFC Anne38
acm05atjuno.com
Hmmmm, I think Damon from the Vampire Diaries!
GFC follower and I have already sent you a friend/follow request on GR.
Thanks and Happy Holidays!
stacy1663@gmail.com
Fictional...I would love any built highlander...swing me a claymore baby!!!!
Reality wise....I have my hubby :0)
GFC-BJ
beejee77(at)gmail(dot)com
Thanks for the giveaway
Wow! Excellent giveaway
Id love to have her Undercover Lovers.
Happy Holidays
Ronda Tutt
Queentutt's World of Escapism
www.queentuttsworldofescapism.com
mrsqueentutt@yahoo.com
Happy Holidays! This book sounds great!
I would love to have Wraith from Larissa Ione's Demonica wrapped up and waiting for me. YUM!
*Already Goodreads friend: June Manning
Hope you have a safe & happy holiday series!!!
manning_2004 at yahoo dot com
OH..you are naughty! Adrian from JR Ward's Fallen Angels series. ;) Merry Christmas!
barbbattaglia@yahoo.com
I love either one of laurann dohner's zorn warriors or cyborgs. So hot. Thanks.
mythic021@gmail.com
I would love to have Dante Baptiste from Adrian Phoenix's Makers Song series.
ainfinger(at)comcast(dot)net
Hello Nikki,
Just stopping by to say hi. :)
I would love for my boyfriend to do this :)
gfc=Helen
helldog3 at aol.com
friended you on goodreads
helldog3 at aol.com
I'm a GFC follower and I'd love to have Dash from Lora Leigh's Elizabeth's Wolf underneath my tree.
jessangil(at)gmail(dot)com
-Jessica B
I follow with GFC as Melissa Haggerty
I would love to find Ryne from Nicky Charles' Lycan Laws series under my tree.
spdrs_bb_mama(at)yahoo(dot)com
HMMM... it would be Ian Somerhalder ;)
Thanks for the giveway!!! :)
GFC: Adri
adri_love@sbcglobal.net
I would like to get Curran from Ilona Andrews' Kate Daniels series or Henry Cavill ;-p
Thank you for the great giveaway!
GFC- Stella (Ex Libris)
Goodreads follower: Stella (Ex Libris)
stella.exlibris (at) gmail (dot) com
GFC-Gloria
Goodreads-Gloria Schumann
I'd like to get Colin Firth. Thanks for the giveaway!
geschumann at live dot com
Wow, hot excerpt! Thanks for the giveaway! I'd like Vin Diesel all wrapped up, please!
GFC-Penny Kathleen
pkbw28(at)gmail(dot)com
Ooh that excerpt was fantastic!
I'd love to find Joe Magliano under my tree! Goodness, getting goosebumps just thinking about it! Aah ;D
GFC - Jessica
I also added you on Goodreads!
jesswaslike(at)msn(dot)com
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