The Christmas Toy by Krista Wolf

Author:Krista Wolf [Wolf, Krista]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-12-19T05:00:00+00:00

Thirty-Three

DESMOND

The storm was coming on faster than I expected. Still, I wasn’t worried. There was something comforting about having Alyssa beside me in the cab of the truck.

“It’s gonna come down heavy, isn’t it?” she asked.

“Yeah. Big and fast.”

She chuckled from her seat. “Exactly how I like it.”

I pretended to roll my eyes as she elbowed me playfully. It was so much fun, having her here. Somehow she fit in perfectly among three alpha guys, and not just in the physical sense.

It’s because she’s smart. Funny. Laid back.

Yeah, Alyssa was definitely all those things and more. She was self-effacing, and rolled with the punches. Like us, she didn’t take herself too seriously.

And that was a rare thing nowadays.

Our task was done, and we were now on our way back to the cabin. Mr. Foster had been grateful. The drop-off had gone smoothly.

“How many feet you think we’ll get?”

“Could be as much as five or six,” I replied, eliciting a low whistle from Alyssa’s side of the cab. “Or so I heard.”

If anyone knew how the snowstorm would go, it was the two of us. Rogan and Mason were Floridians through and through. But I’d spent winters here, and Alyssa was a Jersey girl. She’d seen her fair share of snowstorms and blizzards, even if they were on a smaller scale.

“Go slower,” she said abruptly.

I looked over to where she was staring out the passenger window and into the darkness.

“Trust me,” I explained. “There might not be many streetlights up here—”

“Or any streetlights up here,” she interjected.

“—but I can totally handle the road,” I finished.

She was smiling now, but not at what I’d said. It was more a sly, devilish smile.

“Oh I trust you,” she said matter-of-factly. “But that’s not why I told you to slow down.”

I opened my mouth, but before I could get a word out she slid over and dropped a hand on my upper thigh. Her eyes flashed as she gave me a not-so-gentle squeeze. Then, wordlessly, she began fumbling with the button on my jeans.

“I— uh… Oh."

She laughed. “Oh? That’s all you have to say?”

My zipper came down. A warm hand wormed its way into my boxers.

“I… well…”

“You don’t have to say anything, really,” she said mercifully. Leaning closer, she put her lips right up against my ear. “All you have to do is lift your ass from the seat,” she whispered, “so I can slide your pants down to your knees and suck you off…”

The wicked emphasis she put on those last three words sent a spark of electricity through my body. I felt myself stiffen, straining against her roving hand.

“The trick to road head,” she giggled, “is to drive slow and keep your eyes on the road. Otherwise… well…”

She dropped her head into my lap, pulling me manhood free. It was thick and sleepy, but rapidly waking up. Especially as she put her lips against the shaft and planted a kiss there.

“Of course, this is all in theory,” she said. “I’ve actually never given road head.

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