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“As a rule she thought that cocks were pretty, but this man’s penis was a goddamn work of art.”
― The Naughty List
― The Naughty List
“There is a 50 percent chance that Santa slapped my ass while I screamed about how naughty I’ve been this year. Wow.” “That did really happen. It was awesome.” A smile lit up her face. “Yeah?” “Yes.” She was now standing just in front of him. Mischief dancing in her eyes. “You wanna do it again?”
― The Naughty List
― The Naughty List
“There is a 50 percent chance that Santa slapped my ass while I screamed about how naughty I’ve been this year. Wow.” “That did really happen. It was awesome.” A smile lit up her face. “Yeah?” “Yes.”
― The Naughty List
― The Naughty List
“He knew this woman wasn’t his and her ass was her own, but in that moment it felt like a Christmas present, just for him.”
― The Naughty List
― The Naughty List
“Well, fuck Santa,” her lips twitched, “you must be on the naughty list.”
― The Naughty List
― The Naughty List
“Be a good girl and come for me.”
― The Naughty List
― The Naughty List
“You, Santa Claus, want to take me into your sleigh and set me down right on your dick?”
― The Naughty List
― The Naughty List
“Ah, that’s it. Good girl, taking all of me.”
― The Naughty List
― The Naughty List
“The thing about Manon was that she couldn’t get enough of life’s pleasures. The tastes, the smells, the sensations, she was greedy for them. Manon didn’t just want to smell the roses, she wanted to bathe in them. She wanted to feel the petals on her bare skin, and weave the flowers into her hair so she could carry their scent with her wherever she went. This was also what seemed to constantly get her into trouble. Because apparently enjoyment and pleasure weren’t proper, or polite, or godly. But if this God had created life–why was she constantly chastised in his name for enjoying his gifts?”
― The Witch's Wolves
― The Witch's Wolves
“Bastien looked up at her, his eyes gleaming wickedly. “All the better to fuck you with.”
― The Witch's Wolves
― The Witch's Wolves
“Kate. Baby,” he arranged his features into what he hoped was a somber expression. “Reindeer don’t live forever.”
― The Naughty List
― The Naughty List
“His jizz probably tasted like peppermint, hot cocoa, and the spirit of Christmas, how could she not want a taste?”
― The Naughty List
― The Naughty List
“But, this man looked like if Santa played rugby and chopped wood in his spare time. His chest was broad and his thighs were thick. And holy shit he was sporting quite the cockstand. Yep.”
― The Naughty List
― The Naughty List
“Who was this wicked creature? He opened his mouth to say, well a number of things. “Thank you.” “Marry me.” “I see you’ve found my cock, would you like it inside of you?”
― The Naughty List
― The Naughty List



