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Have Yourself a Sexy Winter Holiday Excerpt 1 by Whitley Cox

It's Day One of round-the-clock sexy romance excerpts at Romance Writers Behaving Badly. Whitley Cox starts us off with Will buried balls-deep inside Amber. Yeah, she is the queen of hot & filthy romance.

This excerpt comes from Snowed In & Set Up featured in the Holiday breakout smash hit boxed set, Season of Seduction.

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Let's set the excerpt up first:

Christmas, a time when dreams come true, finds six lonely singles tricked into spending the holiday in a romantic cabin in the Heart of Washington's snowy Snoqualmie Pass.

Dr. Will Colson, an ornery, overworked ER doctor, longs to get away and ignore the holiday, and Amber Roth, a feisty contractor with a chip on her shoulder, has a secret she’s kept for much too long. Then there’s Rowan Briggs, a talented chef who doesn’t know when to shut his trap, and brilliant author Juniper Davis, who's almost given up on love.

Entrepreneur Hunter Kingsley simply wants to fill her empty heart and go on an adventure, and finally, there’s Austin Masters, the nerdy scientist with a penchant for fire and a bumbling awkwardness that always lands him in a tight spot.

Sparks fly and secrets are revealed during their five days together, but it's more than holiday whimsy and the spirit of the season that have their hearts aflutter. This year, Christmas magic—and sizzling attraction—might lead them to their true love, who could be right in front of them, standing beneath the mistletoe.

A naughty excerpt sure to holly your jolly this holiday season.

Smiling at him, she sank her hips down until he was buried balls-deep inside her, squeezing her muscles the whole way, feeling every hard, thick, vein-roped inch of him.

“Oh God,” he groaned, his hands coming up under her shirt and cupping her butt as he surged forward and began to pound her into the glass.

Amber’s head tilted back as Will’s teeth ran along her jaw and down her throat, grazing her, nipping her, marking her. She moaned softly. He loved it. Loved claiming her, branding her. Loved knowing that tomorrow she would have bite marks and tiny bruises from his savage passion. The thought of it, of seeing those marks on her creamy white skin, just turned him on more and made him ram into her harder.

His teeth clamped down on her shoulder. He gave one hard, bone-crushing thrust into her against the cool, unforgiving glass, and she let go. Will continued to pump, seeking his own release but loving how uninhibited his Little Red was. The way she came was beautiful. Her lips parted, her eyes shut, and a soft peachy heat crept up into her freckled cheeks. 

“Yes . . . more,” she said with a sigh, clawing at his back. 

His whole body raged hot and wild, like gasoline on a bonfire. He snarled against her skin, stilled, dug his fingers into the plump flesh of her ass and detonated. He went up in a beautiful, enormous flame of glory. Every nerve ending, every cell, every synapse fired as the orgasm soared through him. She tensed around him again and cried out as another climax tore her apart.

Yes. Yes, Little Red. All your orgasms are mine.

She squeezed her hot, tight little pussy around his throbbing shaft as he came. He bucked into her a few more times, hitting her clit with his public bone and getting her deep inside, and when she finally sighed and opened her eyes, Will knew right then and there he’d finally found his other half. Christmas, of all holidays, had finally brought him peace, his match, and happiness. 

They stood under the light of the Christmas tree for several moments. The sound of their heavy breathing and beating hearts was the only noise in the quiet living room. Slowly, he set her down on her bare feet. He spied a box of tissues on the side table and snatched a few, then crouched down and cleaned her up. When he stood back up, his smile placid and carefree, his eyes drifted up over her head.

“When did you put this one up?” he asked with a soft laugh, reaching up and batting the hanging mistletoe. 

Her gaze followed his, and a sweet little O formed on her mouth. “It’s not mine,” she said matter-of-factly. “Mine are all real. This one is plastic.” 

A warm flash of goosebumps chased across Will’s sweat-kissed skin at the idea of Christmas magic. Did it really exist? Were there elves or unexplainable things of wonder happening, bringing all these lost and wounded hearts together? Amber caught his look of awe and smiled. She linked her hand with his. 
“Christmas magic,” she said sweetly, “it really does exist.”

Perhaps it does. It—or crazy Daisy— brought me you. 

“Come on, my little red elf,” he said, scooping her up. “As much fun as sex against a window is, I’m just as happy screwing you in a bed. One more and then we’ll call it a night.” And with that, he stalked off toward the bedroom, the two of them giggling softly as Will softly hummed “Jingle Bells.”

Wishing you and yours a very safe and happy holiday. Whether you celebrate Christmas, Hanukah Kwanza, the Winter Solstice or something else I hope you have a lovely time being with those you love. All the best for 2018. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year.

Xoxo Whitley Cox


This post first appeared on The Rantings & Ravings Of Jeanne St. James, please read the originial post: here

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