A hot, sexy, seasonal story with fantasy fufillment and m/f/m menage themes that is sure to get you feeling frisky and festive!
Innara Grant has always loved Christmas, though over the past few years the holiday has been ruined by her thoughtless ex. On her own this year, she is eagerly anticipating a traditional Christmas with her family. Her plans are disrupted when work keeps her late on Christmas Eve, then the weather prevents her travelling.
Trapped in a in a snow-bound building with a sexy stranger, Innara lives out a longheld sexual fantasy. And things get even better when they are joined for a threesome by the handsome security guard. Waking up the following morning, Innara realises that the Christmas she always wanted is within her grasp. As is the sexy stranger...
Release date:
November 10, 2011
Publisher:
Headline
Print pages:
61
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Innara Grant jumped, scattering mince pie crumbs all over her keyboard. Lee-the-hunk from security was standing by her desk looking as mouth-watering as ever in a crisp blue shirt. His hair, thick and shaggy and just a little too long, fell over his forehead in a way that made every woman who saw him want to run her fingers through it. Above his head, red and gold tinsel wafted in the air from the heating vents.
‘No such luck,’ she said, surreptitiously wiping the crumbs from her mouth. ‘A couple of reports came in last night which he’s not prepared to wait for. If I don’t do them today I’ll have to cut my break short, whereas if I do them now I don’t have to be back till after the New Year.’
‘He’s a harsh task master, making you work on Christmas Eve.’ Lee smiled sympathetically and Innara tried not to sigh too wistfully. The security guard’s Hollywood smile added a little private something to her day. The fact that he was gay didn’t stop him featuring in a few recent night-time fantasies too.
‘He is,’ she agreed. ‘But it’ll be worth it to get a whole week off. I’ll be leaving my laptop and work phone in my drawer and once I’m out of here, I guarantee nothing will ruin my Christmas this year.’
‘You be firm,’ said Lee. ‘I’ll be locking up around four so try and be finished by then. Have a good Christmas, Innara. You deserve it.’
He headed off, glancing into the other offices, checking to see who else was still working. Absently, Innara munched on another mince pie. She did deserve it. This year had been rough but next year would be different. Once she got past January and the date of her not-going-to-happen-now wedding it would all be plain sailing. In January her new life could begin. Yaay, she thought weakly.
A couple of hours later she was done, the reports finished and emailed to her boss. Chances were he would look at them tomorrow; the mere fact he was abroad over Christmas wouldn’t stop him working. The man was rich as Croesus but didn’t know how to relax.
Slinging her coat over her arm and checking she had her car keys, Innara finally allowed herself to feel a little Christmassy. This was the first family Christmas she’d had in a while and she was determined to enjoy it. Her bags were in the car, presents all wrapped. Waiting for the lift, she checked her phone. A message from her mother wondering where she was and one from her sister, Tess, telling her to stick up for herself more and quit letting “that rat bastard” walk all over her when she should be partying.
Smiling, she was texting back as she stepped into the lift. It was surprisingly busy as everyone seemed to have heeded Lee’s warning to be gone by four. People shuffled aside cheerfully to make room for her. Innara paid them little attention, concentrating on her message, deliberately adding a couple of hours to her journey time in case of traffic or bad weather, knowing her mother would worry.
The lift stopped on the ground floor and as the revellers spilled out she stuck her hand out the doors, phone held high. There had been no signal when the doors were closed but with a bit of luck she could get the message off before she reached the underground car park. Sending … sending …
A man she knew vaguely from accounts grabbed her lightly round the waist as he was leaving. ‘If only we had some mistletoe,’ he lamented.
‘We could start the new year off with a harassment suit,’ Innara told him cheerfully.
Laughing, he followed the others out. Innara saw Lee at his desk and did a finger wave but her attention was still on her phone. Sending … The lift doors slid together and she snatched her hand inside at the very last moment.
Message sent! Good. That would save her a few minutes in the car. Just a straight run now to the Yorkshire Dales.
‘That was close. You nearly lost a hand.’
The man’s voice behind her in what she thought was an empty lift made her jump. The phone flew from her hand and she dived for it, cursing, just as the lift lurched to a halt and the lights went out, plunging her into darkness. For a full ten seconds she didn’t move as she tried to figure out what was happening.
‘What … Who’s there?’ she asked sharply.
‘Sorry.’ His voice was clear and deep. ‘I didn’t mean to startle you.’
She heard him move and sucked in a. . .
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