Troping Through the Snow by Alexa Riley

“Jack?” I whisper.

“You made me do this, love.” He slowly presses a finger inside of me and groans. “You’re a little liar. No one’s been inside of you.” My sex contracts around his finger, and I fight not to push back to make it go deeper inside.

“Please.” The one word leaves me, and my clit starts to throb. I turn my face so he can’t see how flushed I am because I’m practically panting now.

“Please put a cock in you?” The sound of a zipper is loud in the room. Oh God, is this really happening? “Since for once you asked nicely.”

I whimper as he presses the head of his cock inside of me, then his hand reaches around, and his fingers stroke my clit.

“Jack,” I moan.

His thrusts are shallow, and he’s not really entering me any deeper. His fingers rub my clit until I cry out in pleasure. Warmth explodes through my body as I cum, and the orgasm is so hard I have to gasp for air before my body goes limp.

Jack lets out a groan, and then I feel his cock slip out of me. A rush of warm liquid runs down my thighs, and I wonder if that’s from me or him. I don’t ask because my mind is still spinning.

He unties my hands then lifts me to turn and face him. Jack doesn’t say a word as his mouth comes down on mine in a hard kiss.

“Avoid me again and I’ll be back to give you another spanking.” I gape at him as he rights his clothes. “You can keep the shirt, love.”

That’s the last thing he says before he turns and strolls out the door.

What. The. Hell.





CHAPTER 8





JACK





She’s avoiding me again.

Yesterday got out of hand, but fuck, I’ve never felt anything so good in my life. I’ve never spanked anyone before, but somehow I knew that’s what Tinsel needed, and God, did it make me hard. Her pretty round ass bright pink with my handprint across it was a sight I’ll never forget. She was so wet and needy when I rubbed her clit and watched her get off.

I should have thought through what I was doing before I put my cock at her opening and came inside her, but all I could do was go on instinct. The thing inside me that told me to hold her down and spank her ass was the same voice screaming at me to cum in her. All I could think about was making Tinsel my personal plaything while breeding her.

She wasn’t at the bakery this morning, so I decided to go to City Hall and skip the coffee. The thing that’s been weighing on my mind the most is North. As much as I want Tinsel, I need North to be okay with it too. I thought about it all night, and I’m not sure what I’ll do if he doesn’t want me to be with her. On one hand, fuck him, but on the other, he’s my best friend. He’s been like a brother to me and given me a family when I had none.

The more I thought about it, the more I knew that no matter what, I’m done pretending I don’t want Tinsel. Once she stops pretending she doesn’t want me too, we can do this thing for real.

Snow is blanketing the town now, and it looks like a picture out of a magazine. Troping really is something special, and City Hall is right in the heart of it. When I walk inside, I’m surprised to see North leaning over the receptionist desk. Joy, his new hire, is looking up at him with wide eyes like she’s a deer caught in headlights.

At the sound of my entrance, North snaps his head up and then says something to her I don’t catch before straightening and walking over to me.

“Hey Jack, what brings you in here? Another ticket?”

“I need to talk to you,” I say, and his smile falters.

“Is everything okay?”

“Let’s go to your office.”

When he closes his door, he turns to face me with concern in his eyes. “Tell me what’s going on. What’s wrong?”

The sigh that leaves me is heavy, and it feels like this conversion has been years in the making. I guess it actually has, but I’m finally ready to stop pretending. I’ve thought about how to say this, and I’m still not sure. I want to ease him into it so he doesn’t have a chance to freak out. I owe him a thoughtful and complete explanation.

“Jack, what is it?”

“I’m in love with Tinsel,” I blurt out and realize that this is nothing like I was planning.

North stands there frozen for a full two seconds, and I start to panic. “Sorry, I didn’t mean it, I mean, I do mean it, but I didn’t mean it to come out that way. Fuck, I’m doing this wrong.”

Running my fingers through my hair, I turn around and rub my eyes as I try to get a hold of my emotions. Since touching Tinsel and kissing her, I’ve lost all control of my brain.

“North, you’re like a brother to me, but you already know that.” I stare at the wall because I can’t stand to see the look of disappointment or disapproval on his face. “The first time I met Tinsel, I fell in love, but you were such a good friend to me that I didn’t want to cross that line. She’s everything to me and all I can think of. I understand if you’re angry, but I won’t stay away from her. I’ve tried, I really have, but I can’t love her from a distance anymore.”

There’s another long stretch of silence, and I hang my head, hating that North isn’t taking this well. I’m trying to think about how better to explain this when I hear a sound that I never expected.