Filthy Feature Friday: CHRISTMAS IN THE MOUNTAINS by Phoebe Alexander #hotread #excerpt #holidayromance #nsfw

Christmas. Snow. Mountains. Fireplace. A beautiful naked woman begging for cock. Wha… ? Right. I’m in a Phoebe Alexander novel!  And you’re about to go there do, as Phoebe shares an excerpt from her novella Christmas in the Mountains with us:

Their cabin won’t be the only thing shared in this sizzling hot holiday read! 

James and Sarah McAllister are thrilled to finally enjoy a much-needed getaway not too far from their new home in the Colorado Rockies. But when a blizzard dumps two feet of snow in the mountains near their quaint, romantic cabin built for two, it threatens to keep them from getting home in time for Christmas with their family.

The blizzard has another effect too: it strands Charlie and Zora Fox out in the cold when their nearby cabin loses electricity. Playing the Good Samaritans, James and Sarah invite the young, attractive couple to share their close quarters and provisions as they wait out the storm together.

As things heat up in the hot tub and in front of the cozy fireplace, it appears the cabin won’t be the only thing shared…

excerpt
CHRISTMAS IN THE MOUNTAINS
by Phoebe Alexander

Once his lips found the sweet spot on her neck, she felt like putty in his arms, and he gently lowered her to the rug in front of the crackling fire. A steady sizzling, punctuated by the occasional abrupt pop as the flames danced orange and indigo on top of the wood, mirrored the fire beginning to burn deep inside her core. Hovering over her, he drank in the length of her nude form, reveling in her curves as if she were a masterpiece carved from the finest Italian marble.

“I want to do all the things to you at once,” he said with a wicked grin creeping across his face. “Like I said before, you’re a true goddess. I want to worship you.”

The blush that spread across her cheeks and down to her breasts was as much from his praise as from desire. He lowered his mouth to her breasts where her nipples were still hardened into firm rosebuds, yet grew harder still when his warm, wet tongue began to lash at them. Arching her back, she let an involuntary moan escape from deep within her throat. Once he’d worked her nipples into such a frenzy she could feel each nibble in her pulsing clit, he continued his exploration down the smooth contours of her torso and across the soft mound beneath her navel where she carried her post-pregnancy weight.

He kissed his way across the forgiving flesh as his hands burrowed underneath to lift her hips. And then it was merely seconds before he tasted her, her sweet folds yielding honey to his lips as he breathed in her deepening desire. She cried out when his tongue made direct contact with her swollen pearl, coiled so tight she thought she might lose her mind.

“I want to make sure I get you nice and ready for me this time,” he explained, his words humming against her in a maddening tease.

Sarah gasped as he slid a thick finger inside her, expertly curling behind her g-spot. As he began to fuck her with both his finger and his tongue, she couldn’t find her voice to expel the words trapped in her throat. She wanted to thank him for his attention and dedication to preparing her for his cock, as she still felt the deliciously sharp reminders of his earlier intrusion. When he began to increase the pressure of his tongue and the tempo of his fingers, she realized she wouldn’t be able to hold back her orgasm much longer. Just as she was about to surrender to ecstasy, he stopped.

Sadistically stopped, leaving her suspended on a steep cliff.

She felt all the blood pool in her core as the walls of her pussy spasmed uncontrollably, launching a protest against the abrupt disruption. The trapped blood began to boil as he slid back onto his knees to survey her again. “What’s wrong, darling?” he asked with pretend innocence.

She writhed against his torso as he leaned down to pin her between his arms. “Oh, god, Charlie, you can’t –”

“Can’t what?” he grinned, and if she weren’t mistaken, there were tiny devil’s horns appearing where none had been moments before.

“You can’t leave me like this,” she gasped, her hips rising to meet his pelvis where his hardness pressed teasingly against her throbbing lips.

“Oh, I could…” He stroked a finger down her cheek. “You’re so beautiful on the verge of climax, Sarah, darling. So beautiful, a rose about to unfurl its silken petals in the morning sun.”

She grunted in frustration. “Charlie, please…” Her voice squeaked out, strained by lack of blood, which had pooled between her thighs. When she tried to reach down with her own hand to relieve the pressure, he stopped her, pinning her by holding both wrists above her head. Then he pressed down so that his massive, engorged cock rested against her clit.

“Please what?” he whispered in her ear.

“Please fuck me,” she whispered back, her volume stolen by her mounting desperation.

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PHOEBE ALEXANDER writes #sexpositive #bodypositive erotic romance featuring compelling plots intertwined with passionate, fiery encounters. She believes that real, relatable characters can have even steamier sex than billionaires, rock stars, and the young and lithe-bodied. She also advocates for ethical non-monogamy through her writing.

Phoebe lives on the East Coast with her husband, sons, and multiple felines. When she’s not writing, she works as an editor and consultant for indie authors. She also volunteers her time running a 3000-member indie author support group. Free time is her single greatest fantasy, and if she happens to have a moment she spends it at the beach, traveling, shopping or…wait, who are we kidding? That’s about all she ever gets a chance to do.

PSA: BOOKS make the BEST gifts
Elizabeth Kelly: SORDID GAMES
Alyssa Palmer: THE CHRISTMAS GAME

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