CHAPTER TWO

Dane

F uck knows what possesses me... one minute my gaze is roving over a gorgeous curvy brunette dressed in nothing but fuzzy slippers and a furry robe, and the next I’ve seized her arm, a flame bursting to life within me the likes of which I’ve never felt before. “Forget your sweet romances, Jenn, let me show you what true passion feels like.”

Jennika freezes, her eyes wide as she stares at my tattooed hand on her arm, before her gaze finds its way to my face. “There’s a blizzard,” she whispers, her voice small and meek.

“There is,” I say, reaching up my free hand to push hair back from her face. “We’re going to be here a while.”

The young woman licks her lips, her face a delicious contortion of fear and anxiety. “I—”

“Shh,” I soothe, letting my thumb drag over her full lower lip. “Relax, I’ve got you.” Without further explanation I swoop down and catch her lips with mine, one hand slipping under her robe to grope her breast.

Jennika is as stiff as a board and mute one moment, and the next her body is melting into me, pressing into my eager grasp, a soft moan slipping from her lips.

Stealing her breath away and her ability to speak, I seize her throat and untie her robe, holding her hostage as it whispers to the floorboards in a fluffy heap.

Her kiss-swollen lips are parted and her eyes glazed with lust as she looks up at me.

“Over the couch, princess,” I command, and guiding her by the throat, I push her forcefully over the back of the furniture so that she’s bent over, her plump white ass in the air as she balances on the tips of her toes. She whimpers but makes no protest when I spread her legs wide, reaching between her thighs to feel her heat. Keeping her in position with a firm, splayed-hand grip between her shoulder blades, I find her clit.

Jennika shivers under my touch, her booty jiggling in the most satisfying way.

“Do you like that, pretty girl?” I ask, keeping my voice low and husky as I manipulate her, increasing the pace of my fingers as she tries to grind into me. “Oh, you do . Good girl... now, I want you to reach back and prize these thick cheeks apart for me. I want to see all of you.”

My beautiful, curvy victim hesitates momentarily as I remove my hand from her back and is rewarded with a heavy-handed spank. She yelps as a lovely red handprint develops on her milky flesh.

“Now, princess,” I growl, “or there’s another one where that came from.”

Jennika whimpers again, unbalancing herself as she reaches back to peel her cheeks apart.

Moving to stand directly behind her I’m afforded the delicious view of her puckered asshole. Her inner flesh is delightfully pink, but the skin around her sphincter is a light, muddy brown. She’s all natural, not like those porn stars who spend thousands bleaching their asses. My cock stirs at the sight and a deep groan rumbles out of me. “I’m going to eat this ass,” I say, “and then I’m going to fuck it.”

I unzip myself and unbuckle my belt, preparing and giving my cock room to spring free. It pops up, strong and hard, already desperate to plow this sweet girl’s depths. Teasing myself, I run my thick, erect cock up and down her ass, before slapping the head directly against her hole.

“Please,” she gasps, her face pressed against the back of the couch cushions.

“Please what, princess?” I croon, grabbing a cheek in each hand and groping it, massaging her softness in my firm grip.

“Please fuck me,” she says, her hole puckering sweetly as she begs.

“Oh, baby girl, I’m going to fuck you with everything I’ve got.” Then getting onto my knees, I splay her cheeks even wider and drag my tongue over her hole, swirling it around, before sinking it in.

Jennika moans, pushing her ass back at my face, eager for more.

A chuckle escapes me, and I spank her other cheek, eliciting yet another surprised yelp from my princess. I love that this little minx who professes to love sweet romance is so keen to be pounded by a strange, older man in the middle of the night. I could be dangerous, and she wouldn’t know—nor would it seem she cares. “Do you like being my victim?” I say, before fucking her with my tongue until she’s writhing on the back of the couch. “I asked you a question, princess,” I say, spanking her again as I rise to my feet.

Jennika whimpers, glancing over her shoulder awkwardly.

I pull her to her feet by her messy bun, causing it to come undone. Her long chestnut brown hair cascades down her back as I spin her around and grab her chin between my forefinger and thumb, forcing her to meet my gaze. “Do you like being my victim?” I repeat, allowing a growl to slip into my tone.

“Yes,” she says breathlessly, her green eyes wide and her cheeks flushed with rosy color.

“Good.” I pick her up and throw her over my shoulder as easily as if she were a rag doll. I spank her ass again as I carry her to the bedroom, then dump her unceremoniously on the queen-sized mattress of the luxurious four-poster, canopied bed. “Close your eyes, hands above your head, wrists together, and stay,” I command.

My voluptuous beauty nibbles her lower lip and nods, complying like a good girl.

With a deviant grin, I watch her for a moment, admiring her form, before turning on my heel to undress the pretty, festive Christmas tree in the open-plan living area of the cabin. As I make short work of unravelling the rainbow-colored fairy lights and tinsel, my gaze falls upon the fridge, and recalling the treats Jennika had set out for herself... I have a delicious idea.

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