Beautiful women were in abundance
at these events. But this one was striking.
Chin length sable hair, wide emerald-green eyes, and a curvy
body that had his cock twitching to life like a divining rod
searching for water in the desert. She looked familiar, too.
Maybe he'd seen her with the pack before, but just hadn't noticed.
Although how he could miss someone so stunning was incomprehensible.
He'd have to remember to thank Brandon.
Later.
"You're not supposed to be here," one
of the guards said in a low warning voice.
"It's okay," Jason interrupted. "I
was expecting her. She's with me."
Her eyes widened in surprise, but she didn't say anything.
"Come on in." He slipped the
key in the lock and pushed the door open, then dismissed
the guards, shutting the
door behind them.
His eyes immediately adjusted to the
lack of light, focusing on the woman's silhouette. Her fragrance
permeated his senses
- not perfume, but she must use some kind of strawberry-flavored
body wash. That sweet smell coupled with her natural, musky
scent took his cock from semi-rigid to "get me the fuck
out of these pants now!" in an instant.
"Um, Senator, are you going to turn the lights on?" she
asked, her voice low and gravelly. His balls tightened.
"In a minute. Call me Jason."
There was something different about this woman. Her scent,
the way she stood rigid in front of him. The she-wolves of
the pack were always primed and ready for fucking, especially
by the alpha. Normally he wouldn't get the door shut before
one would be unzipping his pants and wrapping her lips around
his shaft. So far, this one hadn't moved. Maybe she was new
to the pack and uncertain about his expectations.
"If you're afraid, don't be. I don't
have any rules. However this goes is up to you and me."
"I don't think you - "
"Shhhh," he whispered, stroking
her bare shoulders and trailing his fingers down her arms.
She shuddered, and
the wolf in him wanted to howl at her response. He scented
the beginnings of her arousal. Though she wasn't aggressive
as the she-wolves he was used to fucking, her innocence and
hesitance enticed him more than if she'd done a striptease
and given him a blowjob in the hallway. Although he really
liked the visual that thought conjured up.
"No, really, Senator, what I'm trying
to say is - "
He turned her around and slid his fingers
into her silken hair. "I don't want to talk any more.
I want to kiss you, lick you, taste you all over. Then I
want to spend the rest
of the night with my cock so deep inside you that we don't
know where I end and you begin. And I want that now."
To prove his point, he covered her mouth with his, silencing
the words that she was about to say.
