Let It Snow
Authors: Suzan Butler,Emily Ryan-Davis,Cari Quinn,Vivienne Westlake,Sadie Haller,Holley Trent
Six Steamy Holiday Romances
By
Suzan Butler
Emily Ryan-Davis
Cari Quinn
Vivienne Westlake
Sadie Haller
Holley Trent
Table of Contents
Let It Snow
Let it Snow...these six steamy holiday romances from New York Times bestselling and award-winning authors will keep you warm through winter's coldest nights.
O Christmas Three - Suzan Butler
Garrett and Brianna Zane have the perfect marriage on the surface. They share everything from love to their wildest sexual desires with ease. So when Brianna confesses she wants a threesome with his best friend Leobardo Vasquez, it awakens feelings Garrett has long tried to forget.
But the smoldering attraction between Leo and Brianna is hard to deny and even harder to dismiss when it’s all he can think about, especially when the three are trapped together in Leo’s cabin during a snowstorm. Seducing Leo will test their relationship, reveal old secrets, and maybe tear them apart. While there may be room for Leo in bed, there may not be room for a third in their marriage.
All He Wants - Emily Ryan-Davis
All he wants for Christmas is her…
After a long tour of duty abroad, U.S. Marine Captain Keith Moss is more than ready for some festive R&R, but first he must complete the most important mission of his life: convincing his best friend’s little sister to give him the gift of her heart.
As much as she longs to pursue her long-time attraction to Keith, Telly Johnson can’t afford to indulge her own desires. Her unborn baby has to be her first priority. The secrets she holds aren’t hers to share, and she’ll do anything to protect her child from the wrongs of her past–even if it means pushing Keith away.
Jingle Ball - Cari Quinn
This year, rocking the office holiday party has taken on a whole new meaning.
All receptionist Wendy Stanton wants for Christmas is a chance for a relationship with her sexy, sweet, dominant boss, Des. When that chance comes, she gets a whole lot more from the bargain than she’d anticipated—mainly a few steamy, mind-blowing encounters that include her other equally sexy boss, Cole Warner. Her body enjoys every bit of their attention, but her heart still wants more. She wants Des outside of the boardroom and the bedroom and in her life for good. But he’s hiding secrets and she’s hiding her feelings, and soon they’re drifting farther apart instead of growing closer.
But if anything can get them to come together, it’s Christmas Eve…
A Marquess for Christmas - Vivienne Westlake
A gambler and pugilist, the Marquess of Kittrick loves his freedom and will protect it at any cost. When family pressure becomes unbearable, he storms off—only to find himself caught up in a daring rescue that nearly costs him his life and erases his memory.
Violet Laurens has faced war, bloodshed, and the loss of her husband, but she is unprepared for the intense longing stirred by the mysterious stranger who rescued her. She has no illusions that Kit will stay, but she cannot bear to lose the fragile love they share. Knowing that the past cannot stay buried forever, they cling to every moment together, never forgetting that each kiss might be their last.
One Gold Heart - Sadie Haller
Reclusive oboist, Mac Wallis agrees to replace an injured friend for the Christmas concert season. Sparks fly when flutist, Finn Taylor, discovers Mac relies on medication to manage her performance anxiety.
Mac can't understand why the jerk who humiliated her at their first rehearsal keeps showing up in her late-night fantasies as the Dom of her dreams. It's not even like he's the good kind of bad boy.
After his marriage ended in disaster, Finn avoids damaged women, but as a Dom, he's compelled to put aside his own hang-up to help Mac reclaim her independence and her former life.
Three Strikes - Holley Trent
To say that Giselle Burke and Max Fletcher’s relationship is “complicated” would be an understatement. He’s one of New Orleans’s most intriguing Doms, and she won’t give him the time of day. They’ve been friends since age fourteen, and although she’s loved him almost as long, she doesn’t want to be with him…at least, for no longer than a night.
As an employee of the Hotel Beaudelaire, Giselle has never been a guest during its Den of Sin events, but Max knows it’s the perfect venue for seduction--especially during its magical holiday events. He’s convinced that if he can get his “Queen G” to let down her guard for a weekend, he can soften her heart. And if he has to tuck into his bag of tricks to remind her of just how compelling he can be…so be it.
S.M. Butler
Writing as
O CHRISTMAS THREE
A Soaring Phoenix Press Publication, October 2012
Soaring Phoenix Press
Fort Worth, TX 76161
E-ISBN:
978-1-938927-02-7
No Print ISBN is assigned.
O CHRISTMAS THREE © 2012 Suzan Butler
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. This book may not be reproduced in whole or in part without permission.
This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locales is purely coincidental. They are productions of the authors' imagination and used fictitiously.
Cover art and formatting by
Shield Creative Designs
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All images are used with permission from the creator.
DEDICATION
To Team Awesome, who encouraged me to publish,
dealt with my mood swings
and generally told me to “suck it up, princess.”
I would not have had the courage to put my work out there
if it had not been for them.
Much Love, Suzan
Garrett’s skin itched, the cool air whipping around him as he pumped gas into his sedan. Absently, he rubbed his arm over the anchor tattoo just below the inside of his elbow.
It was just the cold, or that’s what he was telling himself. They were heading into the mountains after this. They probably needed to dig out the jackets soon.
He watched the digital display of the gas pump as it ticked away, like the seconds of time left before they arrived at his best friend’s cabin. He shouldn’t be nervous, right?
Anticipation.
That’s what it was. Leobardo Vasquez had always been his best friend. But the reason for their trip was wearing on his soul. Terrifying didn’t begin to describe how he’d felt when he’d admitted to Brianna he’d been involved in threesomes with Leo. Would she hate him for his perversion? Surprisingly, she hadn’t. In fact, she’d been intrigued. Somehow, he didn’t think that Brianna would feel that way if she’d known how deep the relationship with Leo had been.
The corners of his lips quirked upward at the disgusted look on his wife’s face as she came out of the convenience store. He’d told Brianna not to use the bathroom here. They had another hour before they got to Leo’s cabin, but she said she couldn’t hold it.
The gas station didn’t look disgusting. The outside was newly painted white and green, the gas pumps nearly brand new. The awning over the pumps was covered in snow, which fell in neat, tiny flakes all around them. But he knew his wife and he’d known that she’d be wearing that grossed out face when she came back from the bathroom.
He topped off the tank and watched the graceful sway of his wife’s hips as she walked back to the car. She was gorgeous. She was shorter than most women, which was mostly her half-Asian heritage. Brianna carried most of her mother’s Japanese looks, but that sexy sway was all her.
He was a lucky sonovabitch. That was all there was to it. Somehow, he’d done the right things, or avoided doing the wrong things, and made the woman of his dreams fall in love with him. This would be their tenth Christmas together this year—fitting that Leo would be there to celebrate with them.
He slipped into the car at the same time as she did. “Told you so.”
“Shut it.” She snapped, but the small lift in the corners of her lips told him she wasn’t really angry with her.
“Feel better?”
“That was the most disgusting place I’ve ever set foot in,” she said, her lip curling up in that cute little way it did when she was annoyed. “Remind me of this the next time I get the bright idea to stop here.”
He chuckled as he started the car. Simple silence passed between them while she pulled out sanitizer and proceeded to disinfect her hands. In a moment, she would pull out one of the million tubes of skin care products she had and use that as well. Garrett never understood why she needed them all, but she insisted they each had a purpose of some kind.
“Thank goodness it’s cold. Maybe it’ll kill all the germs.” She shivered. Why wasn’t she wearing a jacket? They were heading into snow. Did she not think about it?
The simple fact was this was Brianna. Jackets, long pants, and closed-toe shoes weren’t in her wardrobe. No matter what the weather outside was.
“Ugh. I’m going to need a shower. I feel gross now, and I didn’t even touch the toilet.” She sighed and leaned back against the seat. “Think Leo will mind if I use his shower as soon as I walk in? I don’t want to get gas station germs in his cabin.”
Garrett laughed and slid his hand along her upper arm. He loved how smooth her silky flesh was. Most of the products she used he couldn’t pronounce, but he loved the effect it had on her, especially against the roughness of his own. As his fingers moved across her skin, gooseflesh appeared like a trail.
“You think he’ll be happy to see us?”
“Bri, anyone would be happy to see you.”
The compliment sent a blush straight from her cheeks down into her sweatshirt. Yeah, he said that stuff on purpose. The magenta flush of her skin was worth it.
“Hope so,” she whispered. He squeezed her thigh, reassuring her. Leo adored Bri. Her apprehension was unnecessary. Leo had even given Garrett the thumbs up after the first date.