In my eternal quest to be a permanent resident on Santa’s naughty list, I’ve gotten it into my head to write another dirty Christmas book. It’s a tough job, but someone’s gotta do it. Now as some of you may know, I’m a bit OCD about having to soundtrack all of my books, so I thought I’d share some of the gems that have helped put me in the proper holiday spirit.
This song pretty much sums up my hero. Also, it’d make a great title for one of “those” adult movies...
The title says it all.
These last three are EXTREMELY NSFW. I apologize for nothing.
I don't remember the original having these lyrics.
So wrong on so many levels. Okay, I totally laughed through all of it. >.>
An instant Christmas classic.
Coming Soon
‘Tis the season to be naughty...
The only thing worse than the annual office
Christmas party is attending the stinkin’ thing alone. Refusing to consign
herself to that fate yet again, Marissa Wagner throws her normally sensible
self aside and does what any newly adventurous—okay, desperate—woman in
her shoes would do—she hires a male escort. But when he arrives for their
pre-party introduction her situation goes from problem solved, to one holy
whopper of a complication. Her paid-for dream man...is also her best friend’s
brother.
Trig Campbell has been in the escorting biz
long enough to realize there’s a risk of being set up with someone he knows.
Never in a million years did he count on that person being Marissa. Out of all
of Jane’s friends, Rissa’s always been the less wild of the bunch. Now that
fate’s in his corner, he’s more than game to help her explore her bad girl side
and play out every kinky fantasy they can. Getting past her doubts is no easy
feat. Fortunately he knows a thing or two about cranking up the carnal heat,
and soon he and Marissa embark on a week-long intensely erotic journey that
leaves them both shaken and craving more.
As their time together draws closer to an
end, Trig is haunted by a question he’d never expected to face. What possible
future can a gigolo offer a woman like Marissa? And can he let her go when the
time comes?
Warning: This book contains
a player well-versed in the fine art of sin, a good girl who’s about to find
out how delicious it is to be bad, enough kinky uses for a candy cane to make
an elf blush, and verifiable proof that Santa does indeed come more than once a
year.
LOL! Where Red sticks the fruitcake reminds me of the old joke of why, after Santa has a very very bad delivery night, the angel sits on top of the tree....
ReplyDeleteLOL! I've never heard that one, Mary, but now it makes complete sense to me why the angel is up there! ;)
DeleteI will never look at Santa the same way again.
ReplyDeleteYou're welcome, Super Twin! Just wait until I completely destroy everything you thought you knew about the Easter Bunny.
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