Release Blitz: A Silver Fox for Kinkmas by Colette Davison
A Silver Fox for Kinkmas | Colette Davison
Naughty or Nice Season Three
Release Date: December 16th, 2022
Cover Artist: Colette Davison
Photographer: Marx Chavez
Heat Rating: 4 flames
Length: 71,300 words
I’m a commitment-phobe. He’s a widower. Is the true gift of Christmas each other?
All I want for Christmas is a sexy silver fox, and Cuffd Kinkmas events are the perfect places to find temporary Daddies for steamy hookups.
I don’t expect to get swept off my feet. I don’t expect to want more of Magnus.
Even though I’m freaking out, I can’t deny that he ticks all my boxes. He’s older, handsome, and firm enough to handle my brattiness. But when Christmas ends, will I run for the hills or be brave enough to stay?
A Silver Fox for Kinkmas is a May to December steamy romance with spankings, orgasm denial, a cock cage, and a talkative parrot. It’s part of the Naughty or Nice Season Three multi-author series. Each book can be read as a standalone, but there are so many Daddies and boys finding their happily ever afters, why not grab them all?
This is a standalone story, but some of the characters appear in Crazy Little Thing Cold Love (Destination Daddies Season Two) and His Boy to Cherish (Naughty or Nice Season Two).
I turned around and almost bashed into a slim guy with strawberry blond hair and a chin cleft to die for.
“Well, hello, Santa.” He stared up at me with a bratty grin on his face. “Aren’t you sexy?”
That was a better start. I let my stare travel over him while he checked me out. He was wearing a hat and short-sleeved shirt made of green crushed velvet. The shirt had a plummeting V-shaped neckline, which drew the eye down to his waist and then a pair of green-and-red-striped shorts. They were tight. It was impossible not to notice the bulge of his cock.
“Like what you see?” he asked.
His grin widened. “Do you want to dance?”
“I’m not a great dancer,” he admitted.
I laughed. “Nor am I.” Not at the kind of dancing that went on in clubs anyway. I leant closer so I could whisper into his ear. “I don’t think many people here are.”
“Probably not. Club-dancing is a bit like dad-dancing at a wedding,” he decided. “A bit sad, but what does it matter if you’re having fun?”
“I like that analogy.”
“Are you here alone?”
“It is a singles night.”
He threw his head back and laughed. His laughter was like sparkling Pims on a sunny day. “I know, but you might have brought a wingman with you.”
“No. Have you?”
“No.” He rolled his eyes. “My usual wingman has got himself a permanent Daddy.” He ran a hand through his floppy hair. “I’m here to have fun.”
“And pull?” I ventured.
“Yeah, that too.” He held his hand out. “I’m Barney. It’s nice to meet you, Santa.”
I took his hand and shook it firmly.
“Nice grip.” His eyes sparkled.
“My name’s not really Santa.”
He stepped in close and put his finger over my lips. “I bet you have a sexy name, but tonight, I’m going to call you Santa.”
“Does that mean I can call you a naughty elf?”
“You can call me whatever you want.”
About the Author
Colette’s personal love story began at university, where she met her future husband. An evening of flirting, in the shadow of Lancaster castle, eventually led to a fairytale wedding.
She’s enjoying her own ‘happy ever after’ in the north of England with her husband, two beautiful children and her writing.
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