by Selena Kitt
“Oh! Oh! Look up!” Nan grinned, pointing at the mistletoe she’d just hung in the doorway.
“Oh darn, we’re caught.” Daphne laughed, putting her arms around Wilson’s neck. “I guess we have to kiss.”
Wilson actually blushed, but their lips met under the mistletoe and they all applauded.
Carrie smiled as Doc turned her to him, capturing her mouth and kissing her deeply. It was a very un-public kiss, a very not-in-front-of-your-parents-and-our-friends kiss, making her toes curl and her knees threaten to buckle.
“We’re not under the mistletoe,” she gasped when they parted, laughing.
Doc smiled. “I don’t need an excuse to kiss my wife.”
“Merry Christmas, Doc.” She put her arms around his neck, and everything else—Daphne and Wilson giggling under the mistletoe, Nan setting out a plate of cheese and crackers, Chuck pouring himself yet another egg nog while Nan wasn’t looking—melted away at the look in her husband’s eyes. He looked at her as if she was the most beautiful woman in the world—the only woman in his world who mattered.
“I love you.” Doc kissed her again, this time quickly, lightly, a casual kiss, one that told her that he expected to kiss her again, soon and often. “Merry Christmas, baby.”
ABOUT SELENA KITT
Selena Kitt is a bestselling and award-winning author of erotic fiction. She is one of the highest selling erotic writers in the business. With half a million ebooks sold in 2011 alone, she is the cream-at-the-top of erotica!
Her writing embodies everything from the spicy to the scandalous, but watch out-this kitty also has sharp claws and her stories often include intriguing edges and twists that take readers to new, thought-provoking depths.
When she’s not pawing away at her keyboard, Selena runs an innovative publishing company (www.excessica.com) and in her spare time, she devotes herself to her family—a husband and four children—and her growing organic garden. She also loves bellydancing and photography.
Her books EcoErotica (2009), The Real Mother Goose (2010) and Heidi and the Kaiser (2011) were all Epic Award Finalists. Her only gay male romance, Second Chance, won the Epic Award in Erotica in 2011. Her story, Connections, was one of the runners-up for the 2006 Rauxa Prize, given annually to an erotic short story of “exceptional literary quality,” out of over 1,000 nominees, where awards are judged by a select jury and all entries are read “blind” (without author’s name available.)
She can be reached on her website at www.selenakitt.com
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BABYSITTING THE BAUMGARTNERS
By Selena Kitt
Ronnie—or as Mrs. Baumgartner insists on calling her, Veronica—has been babysitting for the Baumgartners since she was fifteen years old and has practically become another member of the family. Now a college freshman, Ronnie jumps at the chance to work on her tan in the Florida Keys with “Doc” and “Mrs. B” under the pretense of babysitting the kids. Ronnie isn’t the only one with ulterior motives, though, and she discovers that the Baumgartners have wayward plans for their young babysitter. This wicked hot sun and sand coming of age story will seduce you as quickly as the Baumgartners seduce innocent Ronnie and leave everyone yearning for more!
Warnings: This title contains sand, sun, micro-bikinis, graphic language, seriously erotic erotica, lesbian sex, anal sex, sex toys, a MFF menage a trois (threesome) between an older couple and their teen babysitter that may set your Kindle on fire (or your print pages if you haven't yet been Kindle-assimilated) and a coming-of-age fantasy that will rock your world.
EXCERPT from
BABYSITTING THE BAUMGARTNERS:
When my legs felt steady enough to hold me, I got out of the shower and dried off, wrapping myself in one of the big white bath sheets. My room was across the hall from the bathroom, and the Baumgartner's was the next room over. The kids' rooms were at the other end of the hallway.
As I made my way across the hall, I heard Mrs. B's voice from behind their door. "You want that tight little nineteen-year-old pussy, Doc?"
I stopped, my heart leaping, my breath caught. Oh my God. Were they talking about me? He said something, but it was low, and I couldn't quite make it out. Then she said, "Just wait until I wax it for you. It'll be soft and smooth as a baby."
Shocked, I reached down between my legs, cupping my pussy as if to protect it, standing there transfixed, listening. I stepped closer to their door, seeing it wasn't completely closed, still trying to hear what they were saying. There wasn't any noise, now.
"Oh God!" I heard him groan. "Suck it harder."
My eyes wide, I felt the pulse returning between my thighs, a slow, steady heat. Was she sucking his cock? I remembered what it looked like in his hand--even from a distance, I could tell it was big--much bigger than any of the boys I'd ever been with.
"Ahhhh fuck, Carrie!" He moaned. I bit my lip, hearing Mrs. B's first name felt so wrong, somehow. "Take it all, baby!"
All?! My jaw dropped as I tried to imagine, pressing my hand over my throbbing mound. Mrs. B said something, but I couldn't hear it, and as I leaned toward the door, I bumped it with the towel wrapped around my hair. My hand went to my mouth and I took an involuntary step back as the door edged open just a crack. I turned to go to my room, but I knew that they would hear the sound of my door.
"You want to fuck me, baby?" she purred. "God, I'm so wet ... did you see her sweet little tits?"
"Fuck, yeah," he murmured. "I wanted to come all over them."
Hearing his voice, I stepped back toward the door, peering through the crack. The bed was behind the door, at the opposite angle, but there was a large vanity table and mirror against the other wall, and I could see them reflected in it. Mrs. B was completely naked, kneeling over him. I saw her face, her breasts swinging as she took him into her mouth. His cock stood straight up in the air.
"She's got beautiful tits, doesn't she?" Mrs. B ran her tongue up and down the shaft.
"Yeah." His hand moved in her hair, pressing her down onto his cock. "I want to see her little pussy so bad. God, she's so beautiful."
"Do you want to see me eat it?" She moved up onto him, still stroking his cock. "Do you want to watch me lick that sweet, shaved cunt?"
I pressed a cool palm to my flushed cheek, but my other hand rubbed the towel between my legs as I watched. I'd never heard anyone say that word out loud and it both shocked and excited me.
"Oh God, yeah!" He grabbed her tits as they swayed over him. I saw her riding him, and knew he must be inside of her. "I want inside her tight little cunt."
I moved the towel aside and slipped my fingers between my lips.
He's talking about me!
The thought made my whole body tingle, and my pussy felt on fire. Already slick and wet from my orgasm in the shower, my fingers slid easily through my slit.
"I want to fuck her while she eats your pussy." He thrust up into her, his hands gripping her hips. Her breasts swayed as they rocked together. My eyes widened at the image he conjured, but Mrs. B moaned, moving faster on top of him.
"Yeah, baby!" She leaned over, her breasts dangling in his face. His hands went to them, his mouth sucking at her nipples, making her squeal and slam down against him even harder. "You want her on her hands and knees, her tight little ass in the air?"
He groaned, and I rubbed my clit even faster as he grabbed her and practically threw her off him onto the bed. She seemed to know what he wanted, because she got onto her hands and knees and he fucked her like that, from behind. The sound of them, flesh slapping against flesh, filled the room.
They were turned toward the mirror, but Mrs. B had her face buried in her arms, her ass lifted high in the air. Doc's eyes looked down between their legs, like he was watching himself slide in and out of her.
"Fuck!" Mrs. B's voice was muffled. "Oh fuck, Doc! Make me come!"
He grunted and drove into her harder. I watched her shudder an
d grab the covers in her fists. He didn't stop, though--his hands grabbed her hips and he worked himself into her over and over. I felt weak-kneed and full of heat, my fingers rubbing my aching clit in fast little circles. Mrs. B's orgasm had almost sent me right over the edge. I was very, very close.
"That tight nineteen-year-old cunt!" He shoved into her. "I want to taste her." He slammed into her again. "Fuck her." And again. "Make her come." And again. "Make her scream until she can't take anymore."
I leaned my forehead against the doorjamb for support, trying to control how fast my breath was coming, how fast my climax was coming, but I couldn't. I whimpered, watching him fuck her and knowing he was imagining me ... me!
"Come here." He pulled out and Mrs. B turned around like she knew what he wanted. "Swallow it."
He knelt up on the bed as she pumped and sucked at his cock. I saw the first spurt land against her cheek, a thick white strand of cum, and then she covered the head with her mouth and swallowed, making soft mewing noises in her throat. I came then, too, shuddering and shivering against the doorframe, biting my lip to keep from crying out.
When I opened my eyes and came to my senses, Mrs. B was still on her hands and knees, focused between his legs--but Doc was looking right at me, his dark eyes on mine.
He saw me. For the second time today--he saw me.
My hand flew to my mouth and I stumbled back, fumbling for the doorknob behind me I knew was there. I finally found it, slipping into my room and shutting the door behind me. I leaned against it, my heart pounding, my pussy dripping, and wondered what I was going to do now.
SELENA KITT’S OTHER WORKS
NOVELS
A Baumgartner Reunion
Babysitting the Baumgartners
Baumgartner Generations: Henry
Baumgartner Generations: Janie
Bluebeard’s Wife
Falling Down
Foreign Exchange
Heidi and the Kaiser
Letters to the Baumgartners
Plaid Skirt Confessions
The Baumgartners Plus One
The Real Mother Goose
The Song of Orpheus
The Surrender of Persephone
The Sybian Club
Unfolding
Naughty Bits (taboo)
Under Mr. Nolan’s Bed (revised) (taboo)
NOVELLAS
Blind Date
Escaping Fate
Taken
ANTHOLOGIES
Baumgartner Shorts
Confessions
EcoErotica
Modern Wicked Fairy Tales Volume 1
Modern Wicked Fairy Tales Volume 2
Modern Wicked Fairy Tales: The Complete Collection
Quickies
Shivers
Tickled Pink
Back to the Garden (taboo)
SHORT STORIES
A Baumgartner Christmas
A Different Angle
A Modern Wicked Fairy Tale: Alice
A Modern Wicked Fairy Tale: Beauty
A Modern Wicked Fairy Tale: Bluebeard
A Modern Wicked Fairy Tale: Briar Rose
A Modern Wicked Fairy Tale: Goldilocks
A Modern Wicked Fairy Tale: Gretel
A Modern Wicked Fairy Tale: Rapunzel
A Modern Wicked Fairy Tale: Red
A Modern Wicked Fairy Tale: Wendy
A Twisted Bard’s Tale
Advent Calendar
Christmas Stalking
Connections
Core Deep
French Lessons
Girls Only: Moms’ Night Out
Girls Only: New Year’s Resolution
Girls Only: Pajama Party
Girls Only: Sybian Sorority
Girls Only: The Hairdresser
Happy Accident
I’ll Be Your Superman
Meet the Baumgartners
On Cherry Hill
Paperback Romance
Power Play: Emily and the Priest
Power Play: Katie and the Dom
Power Play: Kelsey and the Executive
Pumpkin Eater
Sacred Spots
Second Chance
Shorn
Starving Artist
Stay
The Flintstone Experiment
The Gingerbread Man
The Laundry Chute
The Ride
The Velvet Choker
Daddy’s Favorites: Anna (taboo)
Daddy’s Favorites: Christa
Daddy’s Favorites: Darla (taboo)
Daddy’s Favorites: Tina (taboo)
Sibling Lust: In the Barn (taboo)
Sibling Lust: In the Fold (taboo)
Sibling Lust: On the Bus (taboo)
Sibling Lust: Under the Stars (taboo)
Garden of Eden (taboo)
Lassoing the Moon (taboo)
Lost Souls (taboo)
Man of the House (taboo)
AUDIO
A Baumgartner Reunion
Babysitting the Baumgartners
Back to the Garden (Revised)
Baumgartner Generations: Henry
Baumgartner Generations: Janie
Baumgartner Shorts
Blind Date
Bluebeard’s Wife
Confessions
EcoErotica
Falling Down
Heidi and the Kaiser
Letters to the Baumgartners
Modern Wicked Fairy Tales
Naughty Bits (Revised)
Plaid Skirt Confessions
Quickies
Shivers
Taken
The Baumgartners Plus One
The Real Mother Goose
Under Mr. Nolan’s Bed (Revised)
Unfolding
COMING SOON FROM SELENA KITT
Wolfmen (with J.A. Konrath, Blake Crouch and Stephen Leather)
Power Play: Jodie and the Millionaire
Power Play: Donnie and the Maid
Power Play: Ivy and the Cop
Daddy’s Favorites: Becca
Daddy’s Favorites: Clara
Girls Only: Girl Scout Trip
Girls Only: College Days
Girls Only: First Time
Girls Only: Pool Party
COMING SOON FOR AUDIO
The Song of Orpheus
The Surrender of Persephone
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