Each day, starting December 9th and running through December 20th, “Chippy” the Elf will be hiding at one of our
blogs, and it’s your job to hunt him down!
After you find “Chippy," you’ll be given the chance to enter
two giveaways. One for our daily prize and another for the GRAND PRIZE!
Daily prizes will vary based on each blog. Grand Prize will
be $100 worth of Amazon or B&N Gift Cards.
Every day the hunt will restart at 9 am CST.
Now, because this is a super awesome Elf hunt, you’re
encouraged to keep “Chippy’s” whereabouts a secret. We wish for everyone to
find him on their own.
Good luck and HappyElfhunting!!!
Happy Hunting at one of our fine blogs starting December 9th:
Be a guest at the hottest party of the year. Join Caston Black for the Black Hollywood Christmas party at the infamous Black Hollywood Club.
Anything can happen. Anyone could be there. Sex, Seduction, and Sin. Take a step into temptation with the BH crew.
*PLEASE NOTE* This book contains MANY sexual encounters and graphic language that some readers may find objectionable. It is not suitable for anyone under the age of 18.
“Shall we?” he offers me his arm. “Let’s head up to the VIP loft before I decide what I’m going to do with you tonight.”
I am giddy with the possibilities the night holds. The loft is decorated in blue and white lights. There is a
decorated tree in the corner next to the private bar. The height advantage of the loft makes me feel like a princess in her ivory tower. Walking to the half glass wall you can see the entire floor. Catching Sara’s eye in the North Pole, I wave. Sara blows a kiss back to me before turning back to her sparsely dressed Santa.
Caston hands me a glass of sparkling water and kisses me on neck. “You smell divine.”
“You smell pretty good yourself, stud.”
Turning toward him, I reach between us to grab his straining cock. Caston’s mouth nips the hot skin of my collarbone sending a rush of desire straight between my legs. I set the water down on the table next to me to run my hand through the hair at the nape of his neck. When I’m up here with him, the club noise fades and I forget anyone can see us. His mouth travels down to the swell of my breasts and a hand slides up my bare backside.
“No panties, Mrs. Black?”
“Easier for you to fuck me, my dear husband,” I chide back.
I am a mommy of two, wife to an amazing man, and full time employee. Life is crazy and busy! I started writing again for a group of women I met who shared my love for books. They brought back the passion for writing I haven’t seen since high school. Starting this process was tedious and nerve-wracking, but my amazing ladies and my fabulous husband have inspired me to take my love for writing to the next step.
