Sunday Snog/Blissekiss Under the Mistletoe – Cupid

It’s time for a very special Sunday Snog! This one is part of Blissemas and is a Blissekiss event. Which means… as well as getting some super hot snogging action, you can also win prizes!

The awesome Blisses are giving away a bundle of print books as a grand prize and all comments on all blogs will go into the draw to win the Kindle Fire, too. So make sure to leave a comment – there’s lots at stake!

So, without further ado, here’s my snog. It’s another one from my Christmas release, Reindeer Games: Cupid. It’s actually set in early January, but there’s definitely a holiday vibe about it! There are also several other books in the Reindeer Games series to check out!

“Okay. Dinner’s on. Can I get you a drink?”
 
“Yes, I thought something smelled nice. What are we having?”
 
Having recovered some of his composure, Cassius replied, “Oysters to start, salmon for main course, and watermelon for dessert.”
 
He watched as Carina frowned, then after a beat a smile spread across her face. “Ha ha, very funny. So desperate to get me into bed that you’re serving three courses of aphrodisiacs, are you?”
 
“Yep,” he said, grinning. He loved the fact that Carina’s intelligence had resulted in her seeing through his joke almost instantly. They often teased one another that way; their senses of humour were very similar, as were their interests, and it meant they rarely ran out of things to talk about.
 
Carina stood up and walked over to him, slid a hand around his waist and pulled him in for a searing kiss. Blood rushed to Cassius’ cock and he went from nought to naughty in less than ten seconds. He loved that she had such a powerful effect on him, but if they carried on much longer, they’d end up forgetting all about dinner.
 
He needn’t have worried. Carina pulled away from their kiss before it got too heavy. Looking him in the eyes, she murmured, “I thought you knew I was a sure thing tonight?”
 
After a desperate scrabble to get some kind of function back to his brain, Cassius replied. “I did. That’s why we’re having pate, beef wellington and cheesecake. And the second two are homemade.”
 
“Really?” she said, giving his ass a cheeky squeeze before sitting back down on the sofa. “I never knew you were such a skilled chef.”
 
“You don’t know that I am. It could be bloody awful. Speaking of which, I’d better go and check on it. Drink?”

Check out the blurb and buy links here – it’s available from 17th December, and you can add it to your Goodreads shelves here.

Also, don’t forget to head back to Victoria’s site and see what other luscious lip to lip action other authors have posted and get commenting in order to be in with a chance of winning some awesome prizes.