At Their Command is out now!

My Christmas erotica novella is out now! I love Hope and Ethan's story :)If you are looking for a thrill for Christmas, this is the book for you ;)

All Hope wants for Christmas is Ethan St. Claire. She’s had a thing for him since high school, when he was the bad boy and she was the class geek. Now she’s older, wiser…and dying of sexual frustration. Fantasies of having Ethan and his best friend Dominic at the same time drive her wild with unsated lust.

Ethan has always loved Hope, and he’s finished waiting for her to realize they’re meant for each other. He’s taking command and giving Hope exactly what she needs. If she’s nice, he’ll give her a sexy spanking. If she’s naughty, he and Dominic will double her pleasure as an extra-lusty Christmas treat.

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Excerpt:

“Something you want to get off your chest?” Ethan blatantly caressed her breasts with his gaze before turning off the stove and taking two steps toward her. He took the wineglass from her hand and sipped.

What the hell was happening here? Why had Ethan suddenly decided to ramp up the sexual tension? Was his seductive manner all in her head? Wishful thinking?

Hope decided to do what she did best—ignore it.

“Uh-uh.” She turned away, busying herself with some nonexistent cooking prep. She refused to give in to her desires.

“Sounds to me like you’re a little frustrated, Hope.”

Anticipation and desire pooled low in her stomach.

He molded his hands to her waist, caressed her hipbone. He rested his chin on her shoulder and licked her ear. “Are you frustrated, Hope?”

The wet heat from his tongue made her gasp. She imagined him licking another part of her body. His tongue rasping against her clit as he feasted on her pussy. A flow of cream flooded her core.

“Talk to me, Hope. Tell me what you need.” He dragged her back, flush against his groin. His erection pressed into the fleshy globes of her ass.

He was seducing her. And she was letting him.

Her heart beat wildly. A frisson of fear licked at the edges of her mind. Why now? He’d never given her any clear indications he was attracted to her. Had he?

Thinking back over the past three months, she focused on certain moments. Ethan tenderly brushing the hair off her face during a picnic, holding her at the movies as she cried at a Pixar feature, massaging her back after a tough day. He’d touched her at every available opportunity.

Jesus. Had she been blind?

She needed to squash her doubts. Ethan wanted her. His intense physical reaction was obvious. Time for her to admit what she craved.

“I need…”

“What do you need?”

His hands skimmed her waist. He cupped her breasts, tweaked her nipples through her sweater. A short burst of pain, followed by pleasure. Need shot from her breasts to her pussy and pulsed with a heavy ache.

A line had finally been crossed. She should be terrified. What if he only wanted her for one night? What if it was purely sexual frustration? What if he fucked her and she wanted more?

He pressed his lips against her collarbone and all rational thought flew. She let out a breathy moan.

“Let me love you, Hope. Please.” He nibbled her neck, drawing the skin between his teeth and gently tugging. The bittersweet caress electrified her body.

“Yes…” How could she deny him?

“That’s my cue to leave.”

Opening her eyes, she looked at Dominic. Heat flamed her cheeks. She’d gotten carried away by Ethan. Her reactions in front of another man embarrassed her.

What a slut.

His blue eyes shone with something she couldn’t identify. Not disgust. Lust? Desire? Longing? Whatever it was, it curled her toes.

“Stay.”