Troping Through the Snow by Alexa Riley

Oh so slowly, he slides his cock into my mouth while the grip on my hair never wavers. Then he’s gently thrusting in and out of my mouth while I kneel there and he takes what he wants. He’s pumping his cock in and out of my mouth and using me for his pleasure. I hollow out my cheeks and do what he commands. As much as this whole thing is turning me on, I want to get him off quickly. I might not know my way around a man's body, but I want him to remember this and what he’s been missing all this time. I want him to regret all the times he kept me at arm’s length.

“Yes, just like that,” he grunts, his grip tightening. “I’m going to cum in your mouth, and I want you to swallow it.”

Somehow, I let out a whimper, and it escapes around his cock as he roars my name and thrusts to the back of my throat. As his cock pulses, I swallow it down and keep on sucking. His thighs shake before he jerks back and his cock falls out of my mouth.

“Fuck.” His breathing is heavy, and he stares down at me with wide eyes.

I lick my lips then smirk. “Are we done now?”

Apparently that was the wrong thing to say, but then again, that was the point.





CHAPTER 12





JACK





“Done?” The smile I give her is from the devil himself. “Oh, love, we’re just getting started.”

“Wha—”

Before she can ask her question, I’ve got her on her feet and I’m marching her over to the couch. She starts to ask something again, but I decide it’s time to stop holding back. It was all I could do not to fuck her right there on the floor, but she would’ve wanted that. It’s why she keeps pushing me, to see how far I’ll go.

In one fluid motion, I sit down and then drape Tinsel over my knee before pulling her ass so high in the air her head nearly touches the floor. From this angle, she can’t wiggle off my lap, and I’ve got complete control of her.

“Jack!” she calls out, and although I know she can’t move, she keeps wiggling to try to get away from me.

“Enough!” I call out and then bring my hand down on her rounded ass cheek. The loud snap of my palm on her flesh makes her squeal, and then I watch as she pushes her ass up higher in an attempt to find relief. “Do you have any idea how wet you are?” The way she’s positioned leaves her legs open, and I slide my fingers down her ass and to her pussy. “You can hear it, love. Even if you won’t admit it.” The sounds of my fingers pushing into her sex are lewd and sexy as fuck.

“Oh god, don’t stop.” She’s open for me now as I rub her clit, and I smile as she rocks against my fingers.

With my other hand, I decide to push her a little further and bring that down in another loud smack to her ass while still rubbing her pussy. The sound she makes is a cross between a whimper and a moan as she keeps rubbing her pussy against my fingers while I spank her again. Back and forth I redden her ass as she climbs closer and closer to orgasm.

“You are acting like a brat,” I say, smacking the red spot that’s blooming on her round ass. “I think you need a good fuck to get it out of your system.”

“Maybe I’ll have to find someone who will give it to me.” She pops off and then stills like she just realizes what she’s said.

This time when my hand comes down on her, it’s the one that’s been rubbing her clit. I smack her wet pussy with my slick fingers, and she cries out and trembles.

“Stop pushing me,” I growl, smacking her pussy two more times.

Tinsel is covered in a sheen of sweat at this point, and her body is limp and obliging. She wants to cum so badly that she’s finally given herself over to my demands, and I couldn’t be prouder.

“That’s my good girl,” I say as I push two fingers inside her pussy and rub her G-spot. “Look how needy you are.”

She’s so turned on she’s dripped onto my leg and soaked my pants. I love seeing that there and knowing I’m the one that made her do it. Bending down, I brush my lips over her pretty pink ass and kiss all the places I spanked. With a few quick brushes of my thumb over her clit, she finally gives in and lets her body have what it’s been desperately searching for.

When Tinsel cums, it’s loud and long, and I keep rubbing her pussy to slowly drag it out. It goes on forever, and all I can do is watch how beautiful she is when she’s bathed in pleasure.

After the last of her orgasm has pulsed through her pussy, I gently pull her off my knee and lay her down on the couch. Her eyelids are heavy, and her cheeks are flushed as I get up from the couch.

“Where are you going?” There’s concern in her eyes as I lean over and give her a kiss on the lips.

“Nowhere.” Then I kneel on the floor and spread her thighs before I bury my face in her pussy.

My grip on her hips is tight as I cover my face in her release and dip my tongue in her opening. I lick over her clit and then suck on it like getting her off is my only job. She cums quickly with my mouth on her pussy and then cums again right after that. It’s like that first orgasm softened her body and gave her permission to do it as much as she wants. It’s so easy to keep getting her off like this, but now I want her on my dick.

“Hey,” I say, moving on top of her and pushing my pants the rest of the way down. I’m still fully dressed, but my cock is at her soft, wet opening, and my cock is hurting to enter her. “Look at me.” Tinsel’s eyes find mine as I push the head of my cock into her and hold it there. “Good girl,” I say when she spreads her knees open a little more and I slip in another inch. “Help me do it.”