30th November 2014 - Sunday Snog - Leave a Comment

A Chilly Sunday Snog!

Well, Blissemas starts tomorrow so today I’m getting into the seasonal spirit with a cold snog from Proving Santa Exists which is one of 5 stories featured in A Blisse Christmas Collection.

A sexy indulgence for you to enjoy this yuletide with all the sights, scents and tastes of Christmas without the calories and hard work. Snuggle up and relax into stories of sleigh rides, snowy interludes and Christmas couplings. A truly festive treat just for you.

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On the drive home, Jonathan asks me what we’re going to do for the rest of the day. “Well, first of all we need to bake some mince pies, someone’s eaten them all, and then I need to put the icing on the Christmas cake.”

“Mince pies?” Jonathan looks a little horrified and a lot terrified. My explanation about dried fruit and suet in a pastry case doesn’t seem to alleviate the fear at all.

“You’ll love them.” I reach my hand from the gear stick to his knee. “Trust me.” Squeezing, then lingering, my fingers only leave the warmth of his jean-clad leg when use of the gear stick becomes imperative. Really, it wants to slip higher and higher up his thigh…

“Then what?”

I try to focus on the question. I was thinking about sex, but I’m pretty sure Jonathan isn’t asking me about that.

“Erm, well, we’ll need something to eat, then we’ll watch The Muppet Christmas Carol. It’s a tradition, you know. It won’t be properly Christmas until we do. Then, we’ll go to see the Nativity at Tom’s before going on to midnight mass.”

“Just a few things to do then.”

“Aye!” I laugh heartily. “I’ll keep you busy all night long.” I blush as I realise how that might sound. “I certainly hope so,” he replies, a wicked teasing light in his eye, sparkling white in the depth of his Guinness-coloured corneas. I giggle nervously then gasp aloud.

“It’s snowing! It’s snowing!” I do a little dance in my car seat, wiggling my hips whilst endeavouring to keep the steering wheel straight. “Oh, goody. I really want a white Christmas.”

“Why, so it is. It’s falling fast, too.” We’re just pulling into my drive, so thankfully I don’t have to drive any farther through the flurries of excited snowflakes.

“I do so love it when it snows!” I dance through the swirling flakes and catch Jonathan’s hand. He twirls around with me, laughing and whooping right along with me. Then he stops twirling and I end up rolling up his arm and bumping into his chest. I am about to apologise when his lips fall onto mine and silence me with a cold but rapidly warming kiss. I melt in his embrace. I wish we didn’t have so many layers between us. I want to feel his skin next to mine. I want to snuggle into him properly, hold him close and make love to him. We pull apart with a gasping pop.

“Better get inside before we turn into snowmen.” He smiles and brushes snowflakes from my cheek. I return the grin and pull him into the house out of the swirling snow.

Fancy reading more? Then pick up your copy of A Blisse Christmas Collection today. I recently had a fab review for the collection:

“A wonderful collection of 5 short stories for Christmas.”

If you give it a read, I’d be thrilled to see your review too.

Authors! I’d love you to join in with your own snog today! Simply post up a kissing excerpt of your choosing (it needn’t be lip to lip, use your imagination!)on your own blog, link back to this post and use the Sunday Snog banner too if you’d like. Once you’re post is up come back here and enter your details in the form below. It’s that simple.

And the sweet and sexy season of Blissemas starts tomorrow! Don’t forget to check it out as the Grand prize this year is a Kindle Paperwhite Stuffed with smut and there will be other spot prizes every single day!

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