So this week is an exciting week for me. Not only am I hanging out with the wonderful authors on #MySexySaturday, I also am celebrating the release of my newest book, Her Naughty Boy. So to celebrate, I thought I'd bring you seven more paragraphs from this Christmas FemDom story. While this isn't up in your face sexy like my last snippet from this book, it shows a sexier, softer side to my wonderful heroine and her lover. As Lynn likes to say...there are various degrees and levels of sexiness and this one is more on the aw...side, but that's fine, got to balance out that steamy sex. And now I'm off to get my weekly dose of sexiness. Join me if you'd like. The list is at the bottom as always.
Set-up: This is simply Kyle convincing Lily to take a chance:)
He nodded, a plan forming in his head. If it was the idea of having a sub that was causing her to pull away, he’d give her another word or two for the role he wanted – ones which wouldn’t send her into a tizzy. “Good thing I’m your naughty boy isn’t it?”
She stilled on his lap. “Excuse me?”
He nipped the swell of her breast. “You heard me. I’m not your sub. I’m your naughty boy, remember.” He prayed she’d accept the olive branch he was offering. Rose by any other name, my sweet Lily…
Her fingers tightened in his hair and forced him to look up at her. “You realize what you’re offering me?”
He smirked. “Yeah. A brat who needs a strong woman to push him outside himself, until he can only breathe for her.”
She studied him for a moment as if she were weighing his sincerity. “Fine. We’ll take it one step at a time.” She lowered her head until her lips were mere centimeters from his. He was ready to beg when she brushed a kiss to the corner of his mouth. “But you will tell me…” then she brushed the opposite corner. “…if it gets to be too much.”
He groaned yes moments before she sealed her lips over his.
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