The Beast in Him
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Finding Jessie gone had annoyed him more than if hed found her wrapped around him like a blanket.
He wouldnt think about that, though. He definitely wouldnt worry about it. He had her right where he wanted her. In his lap, on his cock, feeding him chicken. A man, any man, couldnt ask for much more.
They finished most of the chicken and chips, leaving only the cobbler.
Jessie examined the table. You forgot plates and forks.
She had yet to realize he never forgot anything. Not with his training.
Smitty used two fingers to dig into the cobbler, raising them to Jessies lips. She stared at his hand in surprise, the most adorable little smile on her lips.
Open, he growled.
A soft almost-laugh, almost-moan slid from the back of her throat as she slowly licked her lips before opening her mouth. He placed his fingers inside and she closed her mouth around them. First her tongue cleaned off the pieces of cherry and cobbler crust; then she sucked hard to rid his fingers of the filling.
He didnt know what got to him more: the suction with which she sucked his fingers, the little sounds she made while she did it, or the way her eyes closed and her entire body rocked against him. Probably the last because it showed him how much this was turning her on.
Her pussy pulsed around his cock, making it harder than Smitty could ever remember it being.
She finished cleaning off his fingers and leaned back a bit. Holding his gaze, she licked her lips and said, Yum. Then she smiled. That big, goofy Jessie Ann smile. It was silly and ridiculous and innocently sweet.
And made him want to fuck her so bad, he couldnt even see straight.
One second shed been sitting on his lap, jokingly debating with herself whether she should go into porn with her fabulous new techniques. The next she was slammed to the floor with a growling Smitty on top of her.
Wow, she briefly thought as Smitty powered into her again and again, I am good. Then she stopped thinking altogether when Smitty kissed her, his forceful thrusts never stopping, the merciless rhythm never changing.
He felt so good inside her, filling her completely. Maybe even a tad too much. But she didnt care. She simply wrapped one arm around his neck, the other around his back, and held him tight against her as he fucked her. She groaned into his mouth during that first orgasm. Screamed into it during that second. And blacked out for a few seconds during that third one.
When she snapped back into the moment, Smitty was groaning into her hair, his body shaking and shuddering until he collapsed into her arms.
They stayed like that for a long while until Smitty slowly got to his feet, Jess tight against him. He stumbled across the room and back to bed. Together, they dropped onto the mattress and Jess fell right back to sleep, enjoying the scent of the wild wolf lying next toher.
Chapter 13
When the alarm blared to life at five, Smitty quickly shut it off and stumbled out of bed. No matter how many years he spent in the service, he never seemed to be able to grasp the whole early to bed, early to rise logic. He glanced back at Jessie Ann. She was still out cold, her head buried into his pillow, her naked ass peeking out from under the sheets shed tried to kick off in the night.
One eyebrow raised, he debated about going back to bed and getting some more of that ass. Then he realized he couldnt do a damn thing without his coffee. So, he made his way into the kitchen, ground up his beans, and started the machine. Stopped by his bathroom and took care of some necessary functions and then went back out to the coffee machine to watch and wait.
Hed just poured himself a hot cup of coffee, his mouth already watering as he brought the mug to his lips.
Oh, thanks, sweetie. And like that, the cup was gone.
He glared down at the female who dared take his coffee. The life-giving elixir was his! Then he noticed she was fully dressed.
Youre leaving? Damn. And he really did have plans for that adorable little ass.
Oh, yeah. She sipped the coffee and grimaced. Geez. Battery acid. It suddenly occurred to him... She was perky. Who was perky at five-thirty in the morning?
Good Lord! Morning people were perky at five-thirty in the morning!
Ive got meetings all morning. I need to get to the office.
Now?
Yup. In fact, Ive gotta go. She gave him the half-full mug and shrugged into her coat, then hauled that nightmarish backpack onto her shoulders. I had a great time. I have to say all those slutty She-wolves were right. Youre amazing. She stood on tiptoe and kissed his cheek. And I really needed that. Thank you.
My pleasure, he murmured with all honesty.
Okay. Well... bye! She turned and walked out of his apartment.
Wait. That was it? No passionate kiss? No promises of calling him later? Or making him promise to call her later? What the hell?
Confused and barely awake, Smitty stood staring at the closed door for at least a minute before he slammed the mug of coffee down on the counter and went after her. She stood patiently waiting for the elevator, her eyes bright and alert as she stared at the murals on the ceiling painted by the previous owner of his apartment. Smitty worked hard to ignore the fact that she was muttering to herself.
So when will I see you again? he heard himself asking.
She looked at him calmly. Got me. Ive got a hell of a schedule right now.
Yeah, but
But you can always text me.