An Old Fashioned Christmas
by Laylah Roberts
Release Date: December 11, 2018
It’s Christmas, Old-Fashioned style. Come celebrate Christmas with the gorgeous alpha Jamieson brothers and their sweet, strong wives. There will be eggnog, bad singing and, of course, a Christmas spanking or two. And it wouldn’t be Christmas without Sam in a sexy Santa suit.
A brand new Christmas novella featuring all the characters from Laylah Roberts Old-Fashioned series and is best read as part of the series.
Old-Fashioned Series 1. An Old-Fashioned Man 2. Two Old-Fashioned Men 3. Her Old-Fashioned Husband 4. Her Old-Fashioned Boss 5. His Old-Fashioned Love 6. An Old-Fashioned Christmas (novella)
The blanket was suddenly pulled away and Brax looked up at her from where he lay between her legs. “Awake, darlin’?”
“Oh yeah. This is the sort of alarm clock I like.”
He grinned. “Well, don’t expect it every morning. Unless you want me to wake you an hour before I normally get up.”
“An hour, huh? Doesn’t take me that long.”
He snorted. Then he spread her lips apart and took a long lick of her folds. “It takes as long as I say it does, doesn’t it?”
Her breath quickened at the dark note in his voice. She loved that voice. When he dominated her, it was as though every nerve in her body went on high alert. Those big hands moved up to her tummy, just resting there gently.
After Wyatt’s birth, there had been times when she’d felt like she was living in a stranger’s body. It had taken a long time for her to feel like herself again. To get her sex drive back.
“Yes, Sir,” she replied.
“Because your pleasure is only allowed with my permission, isn’t it, my sweet little sub?”
He licked around her clit, one hand stayed on her tummy while the other drifted lower once more. He pressed a finger deep inside her. Just one. And it stayed there. She whimpered. Wanting more. Needing him to move. But he kept that finger still. Damn him.
“Lucky for you, I’m in a happy mood this morning. So you just lay back and let me have my morning treat.”
He cupped her breast, playing with her nipple. Squeezing it lightly. Then tugging on it sharply. She gasped as a surge of pleasure raced through her. He slid another finger into her pussy and started pumping.
“Oh God, Sir, please.” She was sitting right on the edge. So desperate to fall over. But she knew better than to do so without his permission. Her Dom had all sorts of ways of punishing her.
He stilled for a moment and stared up at her. There was a look in those gray eyes she couldn’t quite decipher.
She thought he was going to withhold his permission and she whimpered. He’d been known to keep her on the edge of pleasure for hours.
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Laylah Roberts grew up in rural New Zealand. She worked her way through several libraries, devouring romance books. She finally worked up the courage to write her own story and she’s never looked back. She loves dominant, Alpha men who meet their match in her strong heroines. When she’s not writing, she’s busy running after her young daughter and trying to tame her never-ending pile of laundry.
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