Deck Mac Hall
by Raven McAllan
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For ten years Mac had trained to understand the sort of Dom he is. Now he must explain himself to Holly and hope it's what she wants.
Holly has lusted after Mac for years, so when he suddenly announces this Christmas is the right time, she is determined to see it through.
Mac is a man of extreme tastes, and he's not all sure that Holly can be the sub he needs. He has prepared for this time for years.
Will all this preparation bear fruit, or is little Holly going to run away screaming? There's only one way to find out.
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About the author...
We've already met Raven, having featured with one of her other new releases, The Perfect Gift, (two, in fact, including Vanilla-Free Christmas), which just leaves me to say, "happy release day!"
Excerpt...
Damn Mac. All she wanted was a quiet life, not a clit-quivering tingle every time he came within five yards of her. On cue, her body responded to his presence, and her thong dampened.
"Your eyes are saying take me, I'm yours," a deep male voice whispered in her ear. "Have you decided yet? I told you, Holly. It has to be your decision, not mine. If you say yes, we'll set the rules. Not until then. If you say no? Ah well, only I'll know what you've turned down." His kiss on the nape of her neck sent a totally different sort of shiver through her. If his look dampened her thong, his kiss had soaked it.
"Well?" he asked. His voice was patient, his tone as conversational as if they were talking about the weather, not their future. "Holly, you've had time. We decided on Christmas Eve. That's tonight." He stamped his feet in the snow. The air was frosty, and his breath created white misty swirls around his lips.
"You said midnight," Holly reminded him. "And if we're being precise, I've had ten years. Now I have half an hour yet."
The nip on her neck made her jump.
"So I did. And?"
"So you can wait. I'll meet you in the Cock and Bull then."
He spun her around to face him, eyes narrowed. "You wouldn't be thinking of reneging, would you? I'll be mighty pissed if you are." He put his arm around her, and his hand caressed her ass through the heavy coat she was wearing. Even through all the layers, the heat of his touch seared her skin.
Bloody prick. Argh, and if he moves that finger any harder, it'll be in my asshole.
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Oh my gosh I love this!
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