ROMANCE: The Bad Boy Meeting (46 page)

My body shook as pleasure spread from my pussy to every inch of my body. My hips wiggled against him as my fingers worked furiously to rub my clit. Connor slammed into me again with a loud grunt. I gasped for breath as my body relaxed a little. My fingers slipped behind me and spread around his member, massaging the baes of his cock. He gasped falling towards me.

He caught himself before he crushed me under his weight. “Fuck.” He gasped. He pushed himself off me.

I sank down onto the bed taking a few deep breaths to restore my breathing. I pushed myself back up onto my hands and knees, wiped the slobber off my face and turned to face Connor.

He was grinning widely as he slipped the condom off and tossed it into the trash before reaching for his jeans. In slipped into them and sat down on my bed. My head fell to the left as I watched him. I glanced at the clock. It was already almost 3:00.

“Do you… want to stay the night?”

“I would love that.” He reached down and picked something up off the ground. His shirt? Had he brought it in to the room with him? He held it out to me.

I took it and slipped into it. I took a deep breath. It smelt like man. I watched as he buttoned the shirt up for me.

I flopped down against the blankets and took a deep breath. My eyes flickered shut and I didn’t try to open them again. Connor lay down beside me, his arm wrapping around my body. His lips touched my skin.

“You are beautiful.” He whispered.

“You’re pretty beautiful yourself.” I muttered; sleep already threatening to take me. The last thing I remember was Connor laughing softly, and it was the best thing I’ve fallen asleep to in ages.

That night was the best night’s sleep I’ve had in a very, very long time and for that I had Connor to thank. Even though my usual post-hunt nightmares he held me tight in his arms.

I felt a warm body next to me. Even covered in sweat I didn’t want to move away from him. No, I wanted to be beside him. Instead of pulling away I snuggled closer to him. His arms tightened around me as I turned to face him. His eyes flicked half open as a smile spread over his face. His lips buried into my neck gently. “Good morning beautiful.” He whispered against my skin. “How did you sleep?

“Amazing.” My arms wrapped around him. “How did you sleep?”

“It couldn’t have been better.” His lips touched mine again.

My lips traced over her neck careful not to touch her scar. I pulled her as close as I could get her, my hands running down her body and over her curves. My lips made their way up her neck, along her jawline and towards her lips. She pulled away from me.

“Oh you don’t want to kiss me; I’ve probably got morning breath.” I could see her trying to keep her breath away from me.

I laughed pulling her into a deep kiss. “That doesn’t matter to me.” I promised. She gave into me, letting me pull her back into my arms as close as I could get her as our kiss deepened. Her fingers tangled into my hair. Her teeth grazing my lower lip was enough to get my boner growing. I pushed my hips against her; letting her feel my arousal. She let out a soft moan, her teeth nipping my lower lip harder.

Feeling his boner against me send chills down my spine. My stomach grumbled as I rolled on top of him, my legs straddling his hips. Connor chuckled.

“Hungry?”

“No.” I lied as my stomach grumbled again. I let out a groan as he pulled away from me.

“Come on, we need to get food in you before we do anything else.”

“I’m fine!” I protested as he rolled me off him and slid out of bed.

“Lies, lies, lies.” He held his hands out to me, I took them and he pulled me to my feet. He pulled me into his arms, his eyes scanning my face.

My heart felt light as I looked at him. His hands traced over the curves of my body. My fingers tangled into his hair as neither of us said anything.
Where is this going?
I wasn’t against a one night stand but… the way he touched me, it made me want more. It made me want him more than anything. My lips touched his neck; placing feathery kisses over his skin. He let out a deep sigh.

“I want to see you again.” He confessed as if he’d been reading my mind. So, this hadn’t just been a one night stand.

“You do?”

“Yes but…” Of course there was a ‘but’ in there. There always was. “I’m… a werewolf. You
kill
werewolves. Is that going to be an issue for you?”

“I kill bad werewolves, are you a bad werewolf?” a grin flickered across his face for a fraction of a second. He opened his mouth but I didn’t give him time to say anything. “I’ve never killed someone who didn’t kill someone themselves, and by someone I mean at least two people.” I had rules for working. Just last year I’d let a female vampire go when she killed her abuser. Actually, she was a pretty good connection to have. “I… your condition does not mean anything to me.” I paused. “I’m fine with you being a werewolf, as long as you are
my
werewolf.”

Connor didn’t say anything. Instead his lips touched mine. The kiss started off as sweet, even gentle, but it wasn’t long before it grew much more passionate.

By Rachel S. William

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I cupped my cup of coffee and breathed in the sweet, bitter steam. This is what truly kept me grounded in the mornings. Especially when I had nothing but hell to look forward to as a cashier. I was comforted by the fact that I would be going on a vacation with my friends soon. I could already picture the sunshine gracefully shrouding my body as I lay on the shore of the river.

Unfortunately, I had to be brought back to the present. I have to deal with that fact that I’m going to get yelled at by angry customers because we don’t have an item in stock. Or I’ll get a ton of returns that have clearly been used. I wish that my day off would come sooner.

“Hey, what's up?” My co-worker Cindy asked. She was blonde and super tiny. She doesn’t even diet.

“Nothing, just drama from Lilly and Jake” I sighed. My two other co-workers had texted me all night whining about each other, and I was ready to scream at them.

“Oh my gosh, they were texting me too!” She exclaimed.

“They should just break up and then stay that way” I mumbled. The couple would break up every week. Cindy laughed, and I started getting everything ready for the store. I was dreading having to open and was annoyed to see that people were already waiting in their cars outside.

"Why can't people just stay home and not come over so early in the morning. It's so annoying" Cindy grumbled. I nodded, too tired to voice my own annoyance. At least it would be somewhat quiet. I would actually prefer morning customers, they know what they want and are usually in and out quickly.

My boss decided that we wouldn't have a morning huddle and instead greeted one of the more annoying customers who decided to stand by the sliding doors. They were eagerly waiting to be let in. We all put on our fake smiles and cheered good mornings even though we were all in horrible moods.

The day commenced and luckily I didn't have to cashier today. That was the one of the worst parts of my job because you had to deal with irritated people. They didn't seem to understand that I didn't have much control over anything that goes on in the store.

The only mishap I had was getting grouched at by a customer after I took too long to grab a box from the top shelf. Overall, if that's all that I had to deal with, then I was getting off easy. When it came time for me to leave, I quickly took off my name tag, so that I wouldn't get stopped on my way to time out. Cindy walked me to my car and proceeded to chat my ear off about the drama that everyone at work was experiencing. She was also whining about how she had gained a pound on her skinny little waist. I was a bit confused on how you could be worried about something that wasn't a big deal. I wasn't upset about my own weight, but I had more to worry about. There was a lot of shaming that I felt like Cindy just did not understand.

I drove home, feeling a distinguished lack of energy in my body and chanted to myself that I only had three more days to deal with all of this exhaustion.

I was pretty happy. Today I was finally free and would be heading out to go and take a short camping trip. I would be relaxing and fishing in no time. I smiled in the mirror and decided to go light on my makeup (I would be in the woods anyway). The same line of thinking left me with the urge just to throw my hair up in a ponytail. However, I have always prided myself in being neat and clean.

I had packed the night before. So all that I would have to do is eat breakfast and start driving. All of the excitement and the idea of being in a forest made me decide that I would pass over fast food. I ate some eggs and a salad instead, feeling accomplished.

However, this is around the time that I received a phone call.

"Hey Sammi, sorry but we won't be able to go on the trip. My work called, and I have to go in. I'm sorry" My friend Ashley told me, she sounded sad, and I could hear her younger brother yelling sorry in the background. I sighed, I understood. I had been called into work plenty of times on my days off. I just decided to wish her well.

Now I had the decision to make on whether or not I should go camping still. I had been to the area plenty of times, so it wasn't like I was going on some mysterious adventure. But it would be a lot more fun to have a friend go with me. I decided to call and text a couple other friends to see if they could go (it's so short notice!). I wasn't able to find anyone though. What a bummer. I wasn't about to let my rare days of the rest go to waste.

Before I knew it, I was on a five-hour drive to go chill out in the woods.

I’m surprised I didn’t collapse to the ground. My butt was super numb after the long car ride, but I was finally to the campsite that made me want to kiss the ground in joy. No work for a whole week! Just me and this fresh, crisp air.

I set up my tent, and camp stuff right before sunset and eagerly cuddled up for a cool summer night. Looking forward to the dawn.

The morning didn’t disappoint me in the least. It was crisp and cool. Completely refreshing. I looked forward to doing some paddling in the river. What a relief to be out of the city. I was so sick of work and all of the drama between co-workers and friends. The only thing that would make this trip better is if I had some coffee to get a nice caffeine buzz going.

I reached up and unstrapped my kayak and was amazed that I was able to get it off of my car by myself without scratching everything up. Today was going to be a good day.

Out in the water, I was annoyed by my life vest and decided that I should leave it at shore. The water in this area is still anyway. I paddled back to the shallow area and tossed it to the dirt. Then happily paddled to the middle of the river. This area’s body of water was really great because it was so vast. I was completely excited. I kind of wished that my friends were with me, but I got over it.

I started exploring around a bit and got excited when I saw a fish bob to the surface, I presume so that it could eat a bug or something like that. I wish that I could just reach of and scoop it up, that would be great. I was so distracted that I didn’t even notice that my kayak started to drift into a current. Annoyed, I started to try to paddle out of it, but my kayak hit a rock that was under water. I was caught off guard and tipped into the water.

My lungs burned as I accidentally inhaled water from the surprise. Instead of flipping my kayak back up, I slipped out of it and was dragged under the murky cold water. Oh shit!

I tried not to panic but it was hard not too. I ended up swinging my arms and hoping I would float back to the surface. It seemed like forever I was under the water, but in reality it was probably only a few seconds. My lungs ached and I coughed trying to get some oxygen. I almost went back under when I started flailing and realized I was getting dragged along the current. Oxygen was my main concern though.

I managed to cough out the last bit of water in time to take a giant gasp before being dragged under the water. The current was getting stronger. I had always thought I was a strong swimmer since my parents gave me lessons when I was younger. Unfortunately I was getting proved wrong!

I closed my eyes from the sting and ended floating back to the surface. Panic ran through my body as I realized I was getting dragged into the rapids. I tried to swim, but my movements were sluggish. I decided my best bet would be to save my energy to keep myself afloat and wait for the chance to break free from the current. This sucked, there goes my relaxing weekend. I didn’t expect that I would have to fight for my life this week!

I was snapped out of my thoughts by blinding pain hitting my leg. I guess I had just hit a rock and loudly cried out my dissatisfaction. Would this be the end of my life?