Blissemas with The Professor and His Plaything

Welcome to Blissemas 2013! For this special occasion I’ve written a bonus scene with the characters from my new erotic novella “The Professor’s Plaything.” If you leave a comment you will be entered to win the big Blissemas prize ($100 Gift Card or an eReader!) and you’ll be able to enter the Rafflecopter for my prize – a $20 Amazon gift card and an e-copy of my book Daddy Morebucks!

The Professor’s Plaything is an erotic tale of a professor who falls for his sexy student and their journey into a BDSM relationship. In this scene (written exclusively for Blissemas) John and Colette are preparing to spend their first Christmas together.

Christmas with the Professor and Colette

 John opened the door to the festive sounds of Christmas music breezing in from the living room. He hung his keys on the wall hook. “Colette?”

Rustling noises followed by a curse word came from behind the bedroom door. “Just a minute,” a female voice called.

“Okay. I’m just going to make a drink. You want something?” He lingered outside the closed door wondering what she was doing in there.

“Sure. Wine would be great.”

He headed for the refrigerator and poured glass of wine for her and grabbed a bottle of winter ale for himself.

“Ta Da!”

John looked up to see Colette standing in arch of the doorway and for a second he forgot to breathe.

She was wearing some sexy red lingerie that screamed “Santa’s Helper” – all red chiffon with a push-up bra and a tiny g-string. The get-up had long strings that tied in a bow at the base of her ample cleavage with big white fluffy snowballs dangling on the ends. Her body looked hot as usual, but it was the kitsch factor that made her over-the-top adorable.

“Do you like it?” she asked.

He set down their drinks and took her in his arms. “Of course, you look beautiful,” he said bending to kiss her.

He ran his hands over her curves, relishing the feel of her silky smooth skin under his fingers. She wrapped her arms around his neck and drew him closer, her mouth seeking his. When they’d moved in together he’d wondered if they would tire of each other. Several months had passed and they still couldn’t get enough of each other.

Nibbling her tender flesh as he went, he trailed kisses from the hollow of her throat to her collarbone, and on to the cleft between her breasts.

Colette encouraged him with a low moan.

“Colette, you’re distracting me,” John teased.

“I didn’t think we had anywhere to be,” she tapped his chin flirtatiously with her index finger.

“We don’t exactly, but we were going to put up the Christmas tree tonight and I’m not sure how we can go pick it out with you dressed like that.”

She frowned. “Oh yeah. I guess I didn’t exactly think this through all the way.”

“That’s okay,” he laughed. “Let’s finish our drinks then you can throw on a jacket and some pants over that. We’ll go get the tree then come back here and pick up where we left off.”

She smiled and gave him a peck on the cheek. “That’s a good idea.”

He handed the wine glass to her. “I have to do something real quick. Have a seat and I’ll be right back.”

She nodded and walked into the living room.

John could hear her starting to sing along with “Santa Baby” coming from the speakers.

He shook his head at Colette’s vivacious personality. The girl was a trip, she was constantly entertaining him.

A few minutes later he downed the last of his beer and brought Colette her long coat. “You about ready to go?”

She sighed. “Okay, but I don’t know what all the rush is about.” She trudged into the bedroom and came back with a pair of grey sweatpants covering her bottom half. “Happy?” she asked testily.

“Yeah. Here drink the rest of that wine.” He pointed at her half empty glass. “Looks like you could use it, Grumpy.”

She made a little face but downed the rest in one gulp.

He held her coat out for her, and she slowly placed her arms in the sleeves.

“Alright. Ready to go?” he asked.

“Mmhmm,” she said stuffing her hands into her coat pockets.

He was just about to lift his keys off the hook when she said, “Hey, what’s this? There’s something in my pocket.”

“Huh,” John said trying to feign indifference.

“Yeah, Look.” She withdrew her hand from her left pocket holding a small black box.

Her eyes sparkled as she began to realize what a little black box could mean. Her other hand flew to her mouth. “Is this for me?” her voice a whisper.

Emotion choking him, John’s gaze met hers and he nodded.

Crossing to her, he gently took the box from her hand. He flipped it open and got down on one knee, just as he’d been practicing for the past week.

“Colette, you are the most important person in the world to me, and I never want to picture my life without you in it. Would you do me the honor of becoming my wife?”

“Yes,” she answered simply, tears welling up in her eyes.

John stood and lifted her into his arms. “Thank you, Colette. That is the best Christmas present you could give me.” He picked up one of the white fluffy balls attached to the lingerie she wore under the coat. “Except this outfit. That’s a pretty good present too.”

They laughed and she planted kisses all over his face.

He carried her into the bedroom.

“But what about the tree?” she asked.

He threw her down on the bed.

“That damned tree can wait,” he said, yanking off his tie and tossing it on the floor.

The Professor’s Plaything

She’ll loosen him up, and he’ll tie her down.

Twenty-one year old Colette Ellis has done plenty of daydreaming about Professor John McGill, but after a spur-of-the-moment decision to seduce him in his office turns her fantasies into reality, she is left longing for more.

She soon learns that this handsome academic can be as firm as he is passionate, and when her bratty behavior earns her a sound spanking she sees a side of him she never expected. Before she knows it, the beautiful young woman finds herself tied up at his mercy, naked, exposed, and more aroused than she could have ever imagined. As she grows closer to him, she cannot help but wonder how long this can last. Could John come to see her as more than just a naughty coed?

John has never fallen for a student… until now. There is something different about Colette, something that brings him alive in a way he has never felt before. Can he dare to hope that she is  after more than just a fling?

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