Trick Shot: A Spicy Christmas Novella (Brother Puckers Book 1)
Trick Shot: Chapter 12

Her mouth opens wide for me, and there’s nothing else I can do but sink inside. Those lips were heaven to kiss—but around my cock? Fucking paradise. I groan around Jace’s steel length as her tongue slides around my shaft.

When Jace tugs at my hair, I meet his gaze with my mouth still doing its job. He looks back with lust, and there’s a bead of sweat forming on his brow. I know he’s using everything he has not to blow his load, but he’s good at holding himself off for long periods of time. A special talent of his.

“Take care of our girl,” he mutters. Our girl. I’m not sure if Riley noticed, but he said that earlier too. I wonder if he realizes exactly what he’s saying. The endearment has a nice ring to it. It also makes a warm sensation pool in my stomach. I nod to let him know I’ve heard him loud and clear before I thrust my hips forward and further into Riley’s wet mouth. The movement causes her to gag again as I hit the back of her throat, which only makes me want to sink deeper inside.

“Relax and breath through your nose, Riley.” Jace reminds her, both of his hands coming to grip my skull. Oh, shit. He’s going face fuck me while I face fuck her. He’s a fucking deviant. “That goes for you too, pretty boy.”

He shoves my head down his cock without another warning. Now I’m struggling for air and gripping his thighs for reprieve. His length is so thick, so broad, I have to be relaxed to take him down or I’ll gag. My jaw is sore already from him using me, but he knows I love it or he wouldn’t have me do it.

Riley’s nails dig into my ass. I squeeze my eyes shut at the sensation of it plus her throat constricting tightly around the head of my dick along with Jace’s strong hands on my head. It’s wonderful, kind of frightening, and also degrading at the same time. I’m so hard that I know I won’t last very long, which is exactly what Jace wants. For me to lose control.

Thrusting my hips forward, I start with a slow and deep rhythm to get Riley used to taking my dick in this way. She’s a natural, or maybe she’s done this before with her stupid ex or another guy. But regardless, I feel comfortable enough to start picking up my pace since she hasn’t given any signs she wants to tap out.

“That’s it, baby.” Jace pulls my hair. “Feed your dick to her sweet mouth, get yourself off. I want you to come down her throat while I come down yours.”

My cock pulses as my balls hit Riley’s chin amid wet sucking noises. Fuck, she took me all the way down. I knew she could fucking do it. She was made for me in every way possible. I wish I could move my head to see her take me, but Jace would punish the fuck out of me. Which on another day I’d love, but I’m anxious to hear Riley’s cries while we screw her brains out.

Jace curls his nails into my scalp at the same time Riley digs hers into my ass even harder that I think I might bleed. My eyes water from the strength of Jace’s grip as he pushes me down so my nose is pressed into his pubic bone, and I struggle for air. My hips punch forward and Riley squeezes me harder, sucking me like a champ. Jace moves one of his hands to grip my jaw, pressing my cheeks against his dick and smirking at me like an asshole.

“Make him come, beautiful,” he commands Riley. He lets me up off his cock and I suck in a breath through my nose. Drool drips from the side of my lips, then he goes back to furiously fucking my face like I’m just a toy. My watery eyes stay on his handsome face as he smiles adoringly at me.

“Such a good boy,” he purrs. “You love my cock, don’t you?” Since my mouth is full, I simply nod and make a noise of agreement. I press the pads of my fingers into Jace’s thighs as my orgasm rolls closer and my hips move quicker. Riley moans around my cock, and then one of her fingers rim my ass. My orgasm explodes before I can stop it or warn the amazing woman who has my cock stuffed down her throat.

I jerk and come hard, Jace holds my face on his cock as Riley swallows my release, the back of her throat working against my sensitive head. Swear words try to leave my mouth but Jace doesn’t let up, he fucks me with wild abandon and I take it because I love it just as much as him.

His body tightens and a throaty moan bubbles from his lips. I hollow my cheeks and push my hands up his thick quads till I’m touching the sensitive flesh of his hips. Within a few seconds he’s letting go, his salty come coating the back of my throat as I work it down. I can feel his cock pulsing as he continues to empty himself, his orgasm dragging out as I milk him dry.

When he’s finished, Jace lets go of my head and I slowly let his softening length slip from my lips. Not forgetting about Riley, I bring my hips up so I can peak down at her. Her semi-dry strawberry locks are mussed and her cheeks are red from the fucking she just went through. She’s also got some mascara that she put on before dinner smudged around her eyes from the tears that welled up. She looks like a sexy vixen, but I can tell she’s a lot wound up and a little in shock at what just happened. I make eye contact with Jace, and a silent conversation is had between us.

Jace helps me get off the lounge and I massage my tender jaw before grinning down at Riley. I allow myself a moment to admire her naked form splayed out for us like a sacrifice.

“You okay, Shortcake?” I ask her.

She nods, still in a daze. I remember the feeling of doing an act so dirty you’re wondering if maybe something is wrong with you, or if maybe the angels will smite you.

“Pull her up, J,” I say.

Jace does what I ask, leaning down to loop his arms under Riley’s armpits until he can pull her up like she weighs nothing. Riley squeals as he does it, a sexy noise escaping her lips when she feels his flaccid dick settle between the round globes of her ass, her back now plastered to his chest.

Jace’s shining eyes find mine and he dips his head at me in almost a submissive way. I’ve lost control, and now I’m ready to get lost in the moment. No ‘Daddy’s or ‘Sir’s.’ I want Riley wild and wanting as I get a taste of that sweet pussy again. If Jace is lucky, I’ll even share.

Riley watches me curiously beneath hooded eyes, the multi-colored holiday lights casting a glow on her pale skin. It gives me a devious idea.

“Get Riley all riled up again, would you J?”

He chuffs. “She’s already riled up.” He brushes a rough hand down her cheek. “Aren’t you, beautiful?” He clicks the power on her butt plug again, and the poor thing nearly jumps off the couch.

She whines. “Are you trying to kill me?”

“La petite mort, as the French like to say. So yes?” he teases, sliding his hand from her jaw to her neck. His large palm engulfs the column, squeezing just hard enough to make her moan.

“Fuckkkk…” She pushes her ass back onto his cock and writhes around as if she’s on fire.

I know she needs to come, and she will. But I want to get her nice and primed for the stuffing she’ll soon be getting. I make my way toward the fireplace mantel and see the item I want. When I first saw this specific piece of decor, I told Jace that they looked like dildos or butt plugs. He laughed at the time, but this idea has been rolling around in my head like the dirty perv that I am. But instead of Jace being my plaything, Riley gets the honor.

After I take my time selecting the one I want, I turn back to the sexy lovebirds on my couch. Jace has removed all of his clothing like some ninja, revealing all of his softness and intricate body art on his brown skin. The picture they make together is erotic. Like “Paint me like one of your French girls, Jack” erotic.

Jace has her pinned to him, his legs wrapped around hers to keep her from squirming. It also forces her into a spread-eagle position so her glistening sex is on display. He has his hand back on her throat, gripping softly while his other hand trails in a feather-like movement down her collar bone, through the valley of her breasts and then eventually over each pert nipple. Just as Riley relaxes into him, he brings his hand down to smack one breast, then the other. Our dirty girl releases a string of expletives, but Jace’s grip is strong enough that she can’t move much.

I grin. “Looks like you got her riled up.”

“Are you going to join us or just watch?” He muses.

I growl, removing my shirt and striding over so I can position myself right between their open legs. “No watching for me. Now I get to play.” I hold up the smooth, solid glass Christmas tree ornament so they both can see what I have. Riley’s head shoots up with Jace’s hand still around her neck.

“What are you going to do with that?” she asks, her doe eyes wide.

With an innocent smile I run the rounded tip of the cool glass on her inner thigh, causing her to shiver.

“I’m going to make you feel good, Shortcake.”

“But it’s for decoration.”

“Then you’re my tree,” I retort.

Jace’s warm laugh rumbles through the room, and I’m positive Riley’s eyes are trying to escape her skull.

“Just relax, Riley,” Jace soothes.

“That’s not meant to be inside people. Haven’t you ever watched those shows where the ER doctors remove weird items from people’s butts?”

We can’t help it; both Jace and I start rolling with laughter. Riley stills as we unravel, our cackles coming in waves until we’re finally able to catch our breath. She glares at us but in a playful way.

“This isn’t going up your ass, Riley. And I promise, it’s solid. It’s not going to break.” I take a few seconds to kiss up her calf until I reach the inside of her knee. Then I trace the glass on her belly, pressing a bit more firmly so she can see it’s not flimsy nor sharp in any way.

“I’ll take good care of you,” I swear.

“We both will,” Jace adds.

Her gaze penetrates me, as if she’s searching for a lie. But finally, she nods her acquiescence.

“Good.” I land an open-mouthed kiss on her thigh. “Now relax, because we’re gonna make our good girl come. Aren’t we, J?”

He hums in response, his lips landing on the skin of her shoulder as he cups both of her breasts, rolling them in his palms.

“Should I not call you Daddy?” she pants.

“Only if you both want,” Jace answers, landing more kisses on her bare skin.

Riley watches me through hooded eyes, my cock aching when I truly take in the view of her spread out by Jace from this angle.

“I want you to scream our names this time, Riley,” I say. Then I bury my mouth in her pussy and suck deeply on her clit while Jace pinches both of her nipples.

“Oh my god!” she keens, back bowing. I think someone is still sensitive from earlier.

With a smile on my face, I suck again, using my tongue to lap at her folds. The flavor of her coats my taste buds, and once again, I’m in pussy heaven. With the feeling of the plug buzzing in her ass, I can’t help but imagine how that hole will feel all warmed up around Jace’s cock. He’s going to never want to leave it. Fuck. My hips thrust against the couch like some horny teenager as I try to relieve the growing ache in my cock.

“Do you like his face in your cunt, Riley?” Jace asks.

“Yes. God yes,” she moans.

“He sucks so good, doesn’t he, beautiful?”

“Yes! He’s so good at eating my pussy.”

I suction her clit harder at the praise, slipping my fingers inside her tight, wet hole. I curl my fingers once I’m all the way in, stroking the delicious G-spot that has her panting. She squirms against Jace’s hold, as if the sensation is too much, but his strong body keeps her in place.

I lift my gaze to his while keeping my mouth on Riley. His eyes are lit with a fire I can only describe as utter need. I know what he wants, and since I’m in a sharing mood, I pull my fingers from her wetness and prop myself up enough so that I can bring my fingers to Jace’s mouth. Riley observes with interest as he leans his head forward and wraps his lips around my fingers. He pulls them in so his lips hit my knuckles then sucks on them like they’re her pussy. Once he’s cleaned up every drop, he pulls back and smacks his lips.

“Tastes like shortcake.”

Riley whimpers, and the guttural sound that comes out of me almost doesn’t sound human. Ravenous, I settle back between her thighs, this time with the ornament at the ready. They watch as I bring the rounded tip to her sex, tracing the cold glass over her heated folds. Riley’s body shutters, her head falling back against Jace’s chest. He strokes her shoulders and her breasts in soothing manner, whispering something to her I can’t hear. Whatever it is relaxes her, and I take the moment to glide the tip of ornament inside her.

She gasps at the feeling. While the object isn’t nearly the size of my cock, or Jace’s, she’s so goddamn tight and responsive that she arches off the cushion. I push the decorative glass tree in, watching as it disappears further inside her body. The sound of her sexy moans cut off as Jace seals his pouty lips over hers, his mouth devouring her. I can almost feel what it’s like to have his beard tickling my skin as he kisses me. The sensory memory has me lapping at her cunt again, pushing the thickest part of the ornament in so all that’s left is the square base I’m holding on to.

My lips wrap around her clit and I don’t hold back as I start to fuck her with the object, enjoying the wet noises it makes and Riley’s mewls against Jace’s lips. Fuck. I really do come up with the craziest ideas. But this is by far one of my best.