Ready for a Little Twisted Christmas?

I mean instead of the boring and very traditional vanilla one? Imagine two hot men, one sexy girl, lots of spanking, a touch of BDSM and oh yeah, a little secret. Hmm… That’s a part of my HOT story in the Doing the Naughty List Twice anthology collection with Naughty Nights Press. See what you think… Oh, and be naughty for me kids. It’s a heck of a lot more fun than being nice. TRUST ME!

TWISTED CHRISTMAS

Wynter Mclean was very good at her job as a legal assistant for a prominent law firm in Baltimore. Conservative and quiet, no one knew she had a wild and kinky side. When herNAUGHTY-LIST-small boss decided to kick up the heat on their holiday party making it a bit twisted she was determined to finally “come out” to her colleagues. Pining away for the two hottest attorneys in the office, not only did they not know she existed but they were in lust with each other. Purchasing a sexy outfit as required by the rather sinful invitation, she was ready for the event. Granted a glass of wine and a sex toy certainly helped ease her tension.

Cody Wallace and Daman Miller were lovers and well respected attorneys but they had a dark side that no one knew including sharing a D/s lifestyle. Longing for a third they just happened upon a rather kinky sight coming from a condo across the street and a sinful plan of magic was put to action. Enlisting the help of one elf who had rather shameless designs on the Christmas event the three engaged in a little wicked heat of their own. While the game was fun – what about the rest of the season?

EXCERPT

Cody stood by the window drinking a bourbon and sighing. Somehow he hoped the night was going to be more than just booze and kinky presents. He wanted more and that included one hot woman from their office – Wynter Mclean. In the reflection he could see Daman as he finished picking up around the condo and singing to the newest Christmas CD. Chuckling, he couldn’t help but smile at the guy. Daman was the epitome of refreshing from his kick ass attitude to the way the man dressed was like nobody’s business. If any of their friends or colleagues saw the other side to them they would run screaming. And the two of them were very happy with their life except for one thing. They both hungered to taste a woman now and again.

But she had to be special. No, not just special but completely uninhibited and one who not only accepted what they were as lovers but because of their fairly dark D/s relationship. Daman was a Master Dom and one who was in total control at all times. And no one but the kinky society and a few select friends knew. Sadly no women could tolerate Daman’s needs. Still, he had one in mind but while beautiful and he suspected a touch wild – not like this.

“What do you see out there?” Daman asked as he fixed himself a drink.

“More of the same. Simply people going about their lives.”

“Well, maybe that’s just fine. At least the party will be fun tonight.”

VS red teddyCody shrugged. “I don’t know. I think Michael might be stretching it a bit with this wacko kinky elf thing he has going on.”

As Daman walked into the living room he grinned. “Maybe not. He has some pretty spectacular ideas in truth.”

Coughing, Cody glared at him. “Please don’t tell me you’re the elf.”

“Of sorts. Think of it, who better than to give the real ideas about kink.”

“Uh-huh and like any of the little minions at the office can handle what you serve up on a silver platter.”

As he closed the distance Daman swatted Cody on the ass before leaning down and taking the tender flesh of the back of his neck into his mouth. Wrapping his hand around Cody’s leg he cupped Cody’s crotch, stroking his cock.

Shivers raced down Cody’s back as his lover bit down hard. “Oooohhhh…yes, sir.” He closed his eyes and sighed. When he opened them a flash of something caught his attention as Damon moved back.

“You might be surprised. You know how we all hide behind something and damn I want to fuck you.”

“Good point and don’t tempt me.” Squinting he could swear he could make out something not quite like making dinner across the street. “Do you see something odd over there?”

Daman moved closer to the window and peered out. “What, over at the building? Damn, your eyesight is a hell of a lot better than mine. What do you think you see?”

“Hmmm…” Something washed over Cody like a wave of understanding. “Do you still have that telescope?”

Daman grunted. “What, going to be the little voyeur now? I kinda like it. Yeah. Why?”

Cody turned his head and raised his eyebrow. “You just said people hide behind masks, right?”

“Yeah. Who lives over there?”

“If I’m not mistaken that’s our very conservative legal assistant, Wynter Mclean’s place and if so I think she’s doing something quite interesting.” Grinning, he took a sip of his drink as his excitement grew.

“Oh really. Hold on.”

Cody wanted nothing more than to be right. The woman was dazzling behind all the bullshit she wore to the office every day but he knew why she did what she did. She wanted to make something of herself in the rather harsh world of the law. What others didn’t know is she was working diligently to finish her law degree. God, he loved menagesnooping.

“Here you go.” Daman set the telescope down. “And if it’s true?”

Mmmm – I forgot to mention there’s a little m/m action as well…

Merry Ho Ho   xxx

Cassandre

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Cassandre Dayne is the pseudo for the best selling author of romantic suspense and thrillers
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