It's the night before Christmas Eve and all the naughty elves have been working hard in Kelly's upscale adult boutique. Santa Kelly is exhausted and in desperate need of a night off to spend some quality time with her sexy husband, Marc.
But just as Kelly and Marc's holiday fun starts getting really heated, an emergency phone call from one of Kelly’s employees interrupts the festive fun. Her oversexed cousin, Chrissy, is up to no good, and wreaking havoc in Kelly’s shop.
Can Kelly convince Chrissy that her store is not a brothel before the cops shut it down? Will Kelly and Marc ever get to finish their passionate Christmas rendezvous?
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About the Author
Story strumpet, tome loving tart, eccentric night owl...these words describe book publicist and erotic romance author Roxanne Rhoads.
When not fulfilling one the many roles being a wife and mother of three require, Roxanne's world revolves around words...reading them, writing them, editing them, and talking about them. In addition to writing her own stories she loves to read, promote and review what others write.
Roxanne is the owner of Bewitching Book Tours and operates Fang-tastic Books, a book blog dedicated to paranormal and urban fantasy books.
When not reading, writing, or promoting Roxanne loves to hang out with her family, craft, garden and search for unique vintage finds.
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Tasty Christmas Treats
It's the night before Christmas Eve, and exhaustion is taking over. Long holiday hours have had me on my feet for over twelve hours. I feel like Santa's little slut, passing out sex toys to all the naughty girls and boys. All day bagging, boxing and gift wrapping dildos, vibrators, lingerie, massage oils, lubes, XXX rated DVDs, erotic books and artwork. My feet ache and my brain is screaming at me "tired, so so tired, must rest!" But my body is horny as hell: side effect of working around sex all day. Some people say it numbs them. Not me, it just makes me hornier. Sex is so wonderful.
That's why the store is mine, my creation. It's kinda like a Lover's Lane only better, with more selection, higher quality items and one-of-a-kind custom gifts. You know, like original erotic paintings, custom ordered erotica and more. You would be surprised at how busy an upscale adult store gets during the holidays.
I usually don't wait on customers. Most of my time is spent tucked away in my office or in the art studio, but during the holidays my hands get dirty just like the hired help. I've been calling them my naughty little elves lately. The girls (and one guy) have been dressing for work this year in some of the less revealing Christmas lingerie that the store sells. I think that's one reason the store is even more popular this season than it has been in years past. Who wouldn't want to Christmas shop in a store where you're waited on by very attractive clerks in hot little Christmas outfits?
Kerry is the most popular sales clerk: tall, long dark hair, big blue eyes and totally stacked. Watching her walk around in red velvet boy shorts and amatching tank top and hat drives me crazy, and I'm completely heterosexual. Maybe. Her breasts spill over the edges of the tank top, and her ass cheeks peek out from the shorts. I can just imagine her effect on the male customers.
Then there's Mike. Yum. Six-pack abs, muscles everywhere, tan, smooth skin, and long dark hair. At night he's a stripper at a local club. During the day he works for me and gets a big discount on his stage clothes. The ladies really love looking at his body. So do I. Thank God my husband isn't the jealous type. Anyway, Marc, my husband, comes in to the store to get his own fill of sexy eye candy. So we're even. There's plenty of eye candy to go around. I don't think there's anything to worry about though, I'm pretty sure Kerry and Mike are an item, but they keep it under wraps. Why? I don't know. It's my store, and I don't have a problem with them dating, so the secrecy must stem from something else.