Ethan and Luke are gods.
And they’re cumming down my chimney…tonight.
I can’t get enough of Luke.
Virile. A man’s man with a gentle touch.
But I can’t get enough Ethan, either.
He’s a bad boy.
Dark. Dangerous. Dominating.
Being with one is torture because I’m not with the other.
So when they tell me to choose between them, what can I do?
I can barely choose what color panties to put on in the morning.
Let alone choose which Greek god to sleep with.
But then again, I’ve been a good girl all year.
Maybe it’s time I’m naughty. Screw being nice.
Christmas may come once a year, but guess what?