Beauty and the Wolf (10 page)

Her breathing increased and she shifted
on the bed.

“Oh, you like the thought of that don’t you sweetheart? You like the thought of my dick sliding into that tight little pussy of yours.
”

“No, I don’t want this anymore.” She wanted it more than her next breath.

“Little li
a
r.”

Before she could say anything, he took one hand and ripped her t-shirt from top to bottom, exposing her heaving breasts. She didn’t we
ar a bra to bed, no matter
that som
e experts
said it helped with
sagging issues later in life.
Bras
were just too damn uncomfortable.

“Damn.”

Sophie’s eyes filled with tears. She knew she was fat and ugly. Why was he tormenting her like this?
Teasing her then rejecting her?
She bucked against him, determined to get away. “Let me up.”

Jake
realized his mistake almost immediately
; s
he thought he hated the sight of her. Nothing could be further from the truth. The si
ght of her bare breasts had floored him. They were perfect. The huge mounds of flesh sat on her chest like ripe melons, ready to be picked. The centers were dark, almost brown. Her nipples were
engorged,
turgid
points of pleasure.

“Dear God, Sophie, you are perfect.” He bent his head and took her in his mouth. He groaned as he suckled her, tasted her.

He
was
so screwed.

Sophie arched her back as Jake took her in his mouth. His tongue flicked her nipple causing it to swell even more. To swell until it hurt.
His switched to the other side, making that nipple as sore as the first one.

God, it felt so good.

He pushed her breast up, opening his mouth wider as if trying to get the whole of it inside.

“You are so damn sweet, baby,” he mumbled around a mouthful of her flesh. “God I’ve got to fuck you.”

Sophie blinked as he moved away, tearing at his clothes. Within seconds he stood before her naked, his chest heaving as if he’d run a long way. His chest was a
s
lovely as she’d remembered. His waist was thick but sleek. He was just a big man. Her eyes lowered. He was a big
, big
man. His cock hung down his left thigh, heavy and distended. She’d never seen a man that big. She was fairly certain few women ever had.

“Sit up,” he commanded.

His words broke through her trance. At once she realized she was sprawled across her bed, her shirt ripped from collar to hem, a pair of very unattractive sweats hiding the lower half of her body from his gaze.

What in the hell had she been thinking? She
’d
only had two lovers in her entire life. One in college when she was
slightly smaller and the other just a few years ago. Both experiences had been major disappointments. For her and for them. They had been very vocal in their disappointment.

She turned over
,
intent on crawling off th
e side of the bed.

“No
t
again,
my love.” She wasn’t sure how, but he stood
on
her side of the bed, blocking her escape. “
There will be no more running away from me. You wouldn’t like the end of the chase.
Up you go.”

He lifted her from
the
bed, standing her upright before him. Sophie didn
’t know whether to cry, get mad
or sink into him. He pushed the torn shirt from her shoulders
, caressing her arms as it slid
down her back. “So, so beautiful.”

Sophie grabbed his biceps. “I’m not
,
Jake. Please don’t say that. I’d be a fool not
to take what you’re offering, b
ut I want to be realistic about this. I know you’re not attracted to me.”

Jake gave a bark of laughter. He took her hand and placed it over his cock, forcing her to stroke him as
she had done at the restaurant
. “If this doesn’t say attraction, I don’t know what does, baby.”

“It says you want to fuck.”

“Oh, what a dirty little mouth you have on you. I love it.” He swooped down, taking said mouth in a kiss that could melt
the
panties off a
fifty year old virgin
.

“I want you
,
Sophie. Please let me have you.” He thrust his hands beneath the waist of her sweats, pushing them down her legs. Sophie closed her eyes and gave into the inevitable. She was about to get fucked by her boss.

Her pussy swelled and moistened even more. Oh great, just one more thing to be embarrassed about. At least he hadn’t turn on the light.

“No, but next time I w
ill.”

She hadn’t realized she’d spoken
out loud
. He
r
eyes popped open, his voice had come from below her waist. He sat on his
haunches
before her, his eyes level with
her hated
belly.
He pushed her pants off her feet one at a time. When th
ey were off, he didn’t move, just sat gazing at her.
His hands stroked back up
her legs, squeezing as he
went. When he came to the cheeks of her buttocks, his grip became tighter.

“Open for me, Sophie.” He tugged her legs apart, throwing her off balance. She grabbed his shoulders to keep from falling. Her breast
s
swayed forward and he took one in his mouth, biting the nipple.

“That’s a good girl.” He
pressed a kiss right below her belly button. “This is beautiful Sophie. Your soft belly and
thighs
. You don’t know what it does to me thinking about how you’ll feel beneath me, taking me deep inside. Knowing you can take me.
That I won’t hurt you if I’m a little rough
.
”

He placed kisses down
the outside of her leg, making his way back up the inside.  He
nipped
where her leg met her body. “Do you like it rough, baby?”

Sophie couldn’t help the little shiver that raced through her. Lord only knew her experience was limited. She hadn’t had a chance to figure out what she liked and what she didn’t. Instinctively she knew anything Jake liked, she’d like too.

“But first, I need to make you come.
I need you so wet and slick you take me
with the first thrust.
”

Without warning he lifted her legs and threw her back on the bed. Someho
w he managed to break her fall and
supp
ort
her head while still keeping her legs apart.

Jake growled when he saw his woman spread out before him. Her mousy brown hair was alive with color, her breast
s
heaved with excitement and her pussy.
Well, poets could
n’t
describe her pussy, much less a wolf like himself.
The hair was a darker brown
than that on her head,
but even
lovelier
. It was wet with her juices. Juices he couldn’t wait to
taste. He sank to his knees, spreading her legs further apart.

“Jake.” Her hands came down to cover herself.

He snapped at her knuckles. “You don’t get to say my name again until your coming, Sophie. Which should be in about two minutes. Now move your hands.”

When she didn’t he took them and placed them on either side of her. “Now stay.”

He leaned down, inhaling her wonderful scent. He knew a lot of men, stupid human bastards, didn’t like to go down on a woman, but it was one of his most favorite things to do in bed. There was nothing like tasting the essence of a woman you had aroused
. He nuzzled her thigh
, drawing out the moment when he would taste his mate.

He placed his hands under her hips and lifted her to his mouth. It was heaven. She tasted of desire and lust and love. The tangy flavor of life. He stroked his tongue down her slit,
a
l
ong slow caress. She jerked at the first touch trying to close h
er legs. He growled, the wolf r
ising to the surf
ace.

“Don’t,” he warned.

She stilled, but didn’t relax.

There was only one way to deal with a stubborn woman, wear down her will. He applied more pressure
as he stroked
, forcing her to feel the rough ridges of his tongue. He would tease her later
,
right now he needed to make her come just a fast as he could. He licked upward,
finding her clit.

Oh yeah, he thought as she jerked, right there. He reached up with one hand to squeeze her breast. Again and again he tongued her. In seconds her juices flowed
steadily
. He tasted them with every str
oke. He grinned against
the lips of her cunt
when her hands came
down
to grip his head.

He stroked faster.
Sensing she was nearing her climax
, he took her nipple between his thumb
and
index finger and squeezed. He new the nub was
turning
white from the pressure he
was applying. Wolf that he was,
he wanted her to remember her first
orgasm
with her mate as a thing of
dominance
and control. He wanted her to remember that he, and only he, would be the one to give her pleasure for the rest of her life.

His efforts were rewarded when she screamed his name.

* * * * *

Sophie struggled to breath. Her body shook and her mind swirled with colors. If she didn’t know better, she would have sworn someone had drugged her. She felt that good.

“Open your eyes, Sophie.”

She did, looking down her body.
She couldn’t believe she’d just allowed him to perform oral sex on her. Without protesting. How much more revealing could it get than that?

She didn’t see much over the swell of her breasts until a dark head rose from between her thighs.
His hair was disheveled, his eyes were glowing and his skin was stretched taunt across his check bones.

Whoa, back up the train, girl. His eyes were glowing?

She looked back quickly. Yep, his eyes were glowing. There was no mistaking it this time.

He bowed his head and continued to move up her body, placing kisses on the top of her thigh, the swell of her belly, the underside of her breast.

“Uh, Jake.”

“Yes, sweetheart?” His voice was muffled. He was sucking her nipple. Again.

“Your, ah, your eyes are glowing?”
It came out as a question.

“I know.” He continued to lick and suck.

“You know?”

“Yep.”

Sophie frowned. So what did that mean?

“Oww!” She yelped when he bit down hard on her nipple.

“You’re not paying attention to me,”
Jake
growled, looking at her. His eyes were once again the dark rich
color
she had come to love, but there was a look in them she had never seen before. The look of a predator hunting its prey.

Now why had that thought popped into her head?

All of the sudden she was just a
tad frightened
,
much as she’d been in his office just a few short days ago.
Jake Anders
on was a very dominate man
.
The way he had manipulated her
just
now
, well she had to be honest here, seduced her, was proof he was a man who went after what he wanted. He appeared to want her. According to Mary Ann, if you found a man who gave good head you should hang on to him. Jake Anderson gave good head.
But what was with the glowing eyes?

She weighed her options. She could stop this now, wallow in her self-
deprecating
doubts and die an old maid. Or, she could reach
out
and grab life
with both hands. Having felt
the thrust of his cock
on her backside
she knew it would definitely take both hands to hold Jake Anderson.

Jake
eventually
worked his way up her body. He
rested
his elbows
on either side of here body, caging her in. He kept
his weight from crushing her.
“Are you afraid of me, Sophie?”

“No,” she answered truthfully.

“Good. I don’t want you to be afraid of me ever. No matter what.”