ROMANCE: The Bad Boy Meeting (53 page)

              The next afternoon, Emily showed up at Andrew’s place. He opened the door and was surprised to find her standing there.

              “Emily, what’s going on?” he asked her.

              “I have something that might be of interest to you,” she said as she held up the phone.

              “How did you get that?” he asked her in an astonished tone. He looked around to make sure no one was there; and pulled her inside.

              “I followed her to the woods; and transformed before she could,” Emily said. Andrew hug her and gave her a kiss.

              “I can’t believe it- Emily you are amazing. How can I repay you?” he said. Emily cocked an eyebrow at him suggestively; but he was already thinking the same thing she was. He got down on his knees, pulled her skirt and panties off of her and went down on her. He worked his tongue up and down on her wet clit while her eyes rolled back in her head. He worked her pussy with his mouth furiously until she couldn’t help but reach climax.

              “Take me!” she said as she went and got on his bed. She pulled her shirt up over her large breasts for him to see and spread her legs wide for him. He pulled his clothes off as quickly as he could and dove right into her. He didn’t waste time going slowly; but began fucking her deeply and quickly wile she moaned for more.

              “Yes, fuck me Andrew. Fuck me HARDER!” she yelled.

              He was about to lose control when she suddenly sat up.

              “I’m not ready for you to come yet,” she said. “Cowgirl wants a ride,” she said.

              She pushed him down on the bed and began to slide up and down on his cock slowly at first; and then gradually she began to pick up speed. He put his finger in her mouth for her to suck on while she rode his stiff rod.

              “Oh my god!” she said as she felt herself coming again. Andrew looked at her pupils, which were huge with pleasure and then down to her amazing, large breasts.

              “I know what you want to do, naughty boy,” she said as she climbed off of his lap.

              “Who me?” Andrew said jokingly.

              “Come and get it, baby. Fuck those titties,” she said as she pushed her breasts together and pushed Andrew back down on the bed. She crawled up on him until her breasts were positioned over his crotch. She took his cock, which was now standing at full attention and pushed it slowly in between her tits. She began to move slowly up and down on his cock as she squeezed her tits around it.

              “Oh god!” he said as he gazed at her bright blue eyes. She only moved up and down on him a few times before he felt himself lose control. He soon came all over her breasts as she cooed approvingly. The couple collapsed on the bed together in each other’s arms.

              The next morning, Andrew woke up and looked at Emily. He thought about how beautiful she looked lying there with her gorgeous strawberry blonde hair draping her shoulders. She woke up and looked at him.

              “Are you watching me?” she said as she smiled.

              “You look beautiful while you’re sleeping; not just when you’re sleeping,” he said as she laughed. Then he realized what time it was.

              “Oh man, I’ve got to get to the office. I have so many appointments to keep today. Can I see you later?” he asked.

              “Do you really think you have to ask that question?” she said.

              After work, Andrew called Emily.

              “Hi gorgeous. I’ve been unable to think about anything but you since I left you this morning,” he said.

              “Same here, handsome,” she said.

              “It’s like the whole situation with Vanessa was a horrible nightmare that ended with me waking up next to you,” he said.

              “I’m so glad to hear that,” she said. “Listen, my parents would like to have dinner with you again. Daddy will be calling you a little later on. They didn’t know about us yet; but I thought we could tell them at dinner. Are you ok with that?” she said.

              “I want to tell the whole world about you right now,” he said.

              That night at dinner, Emily and Andrew acted casually until Emily finally said something once the waiter brought their desserts out to them.

              “Mom, dad, Andrew and I have something that we want to tell you both,” Emily said as she shifted a glance in Andrew’s direction. He smiled.

              “Oh?” her mother said, looking at her and then her husband.

              “Andrew and I have begun seeing each other recently,” she said.

              “What? That’s fabulous news. I always knew that you’d make a good couple,” her mother said.

              “What happened to the girlfriend that was in the picture?” her father asked skeptically.

              “We are no longer together. It hasn’t been working for quite some time. It’s really a long story,” Andrew said.

              “Wonderful news,” he said echoing his wife’s sentiments. “I’ll order some champagne, shall I?” This had been the Johnsons hope all along; so it seemed that everyone was getting what they wanted.

              As the weeks wore on, Andrew decided to ask Emily to move in with him; which she quickly agreed to do. All seemed perfect until one day when Emily came home.

              “Andrew, I have something that my boss has asked me to do. I don’t want to do it; but he says it’s too important for me to say no to. He wants me to accompany him on a weekend trip to Austin for the south by southwest music festival,” she said.

              Andrew didn’t like the idea one single bit. Emily’s boss had said a thing or two in the past that could be construed as flirtatious; and he seemed to really have an attraction for her.

              “What? Why does it have to be you?” Andrew said.

              “I’m now the head of talent recruiting and this is one of the biggest festivals in the country. I have to go,” she said.

              “Will you have separate rooms?” he asked.

              “Of course,” she said.

              “I still don’t like it,” he said as he turned away fro her.

              “Andrew, do you not trust me? The past several months that we have been together, have I ever given you any reason to suspect I would do anything to jeopardize our relationship?” she said.

              Andrew went silent and looked out of the window.

              “Andrew, answer me!” she said.

              “Fine go with him. Do what you have to do,” he said as he walked past her and left the house in a huff. He went to a bar around the corner and ordered a beer. He thought long and hard about the situation; and realized that he overreacted. Emily was right- she had never given him any reason to think that she would cheat on him. He was obviously carrying around the baggage from his last relationship. After he finished his beer, he went back home; but she wasn’t there. He called her cell phone and got her voicemail.

              “Emily, I’m a fool. Please call me back and forgive me for how I reacted,” he said. She didn’t call him back. She was still angry at him for his reaction. It was late that night when she finally came home. Andrew sat up in bed waiting for her to come home so that he could talk to her.

              “Emily, I am so sorry,” he said as she walked in and gave him a stern glance. She sat on the bed and took off her earrings. She still didn’t look at him.

              “You have every right to be pissed at me for the way I reacted. You were right- you have never given me any reason to doubt you or think that you would be unfaithful to me,” he said. She finally turned to him and smiled.             

              “It’s ok, baby, I understand,” she said.

              “I need to realize that you aren’t Vanessa. You are giving, selfless, and sweet- all things that she was not. Please be patient with me while I learn to trust again. It’s just been difficult after what happened between Vanessa and myself. It has nothing whatsoever to do with you,” he explained.

              “I know. It’s understandable that you would have some trust issues after what you’ve been through. That Vanessa was some piece of work,” she said as she took his hand in hers.

              “Tell me about it,” he said. “Just be patient with me, baby. You go on your trip and do what you have to do. I won’t ever question your loyalty again. No one has ever done anything for me quite like what you did when you got that cell phone,” he said.

              “Your damn right,” she said as Andrew laughed. They exchanged a long, slow and passionate kiss.

              When Emily left for her trip to Austin, Andrew grappled with feelings of jealousy and anxiousness. Whenever he felt these emotions, he would take a deep breath and remember the conversation that he had had with Emily shortly before she left. After the first day that she was gone, he was relieved when he saw her name come up on his phone.

              “Hi baby, everything ok, there?” she asked him.

              “Everything’s ok now that I’m hearing your sexy voice,” he said as his doubts subsided.

              “Aww, same here. I can’t wait to get back to my sexy wolfy. Grrrr,” she said.

              “Same here,” he said.

              Finally, the week ended and Emily returned form her trip. Andrew could tell by the look on her face that he had been a fool to ever doubt her. She was obviously overjoyed to see him.

              “Time to make up for lost time,” she said as they begun to kiss like two starved lovers. They practically tore each other’s clothes off as they got into bed with one another. Emily turned around and shook her ass at Andrew seductively.

              “Kitty wants a little attention,” she said as she shook her ass at him seductively. He came over to her and began to pleasure her while she moaned with approval. His tongue worked madly as he sucked and licked her wet pussy until she could stand no more. As soon as he stopped working her with his mouth, he dove into her with his hard, ripe cock. He worked her slowly at first, reaching up and grabbing her breasts as they rocked back and forth with each stroke.

              “That’s it, pound that pussy- don’t go easy on it!” she practically yelled. He did as he was told, thrusting into her with everything he could muster. He could feel himself about to come; but she backed away before he could.

              “I want you in my ass!” she said with a sultry whisper. He nodded and anxiously thrust himself into her gaping ass. He worked his head in and out at first; but then slowly worked his whole cock into her. Before long he was pounding her ass with almost as much fervor as he had given to her pussy.

              “I can’t hold it any longer. Oh Jesus, here it comes!” he said as he unloaded inside of her.

              “Oh yeah baby, fill me up!” she said.

              He pulled out and collapsed on the bed.

              “That’s the best one yet,” she whispered in his ear. He turned to her and smiled as they exchanged another long, kiss and looked into each other’s eyes, completely enraptured. After a few minutes, she looked over at him and said.

              “Are you up for a little romp in the woods- it’s been too long since I went hunting with my sexy wolf,” she said.

“You bet I am,” he said as he got up and got dressed. Emily made him feel refreshed and invigorated; and he longed to roam freely in the woods with his mate by his side again. He hoped that she would be his mate for the rest of their lives.

THE BAD BOY MEETING

By Amanda Kevin

Chapter One

              Rebecca had always been accused of being a little…Predictable. She was an anxious person who relied heavily on schedules and planning. Some even accused her of having a mental illness of some sort. Maybe they were right, but Rebecca didn’t see the point in getting it treated. It didn’t bother her much and it allowed her to have a very successful career. She was one of New Orleans top event planners, and in a city like New Orleans, the event business was a big one.

              She’d spent her entire life in The Big Easy and wouldn’t have it any other way. It was a city full of rich, cultural heritage and beautiful architecture. She grew up just outside the city but went to school in the heart of it. She studied dance for many years and even intended to go to college for it, but when her mother passed away she lost most of her passion for dancing. He mother was the one who always encouraged the dream, while her father never saw it being a worthwhile career. He didn’t want his daughter to go to college and end up working as a barista for the rest of her life.

              Her father thought that Rebecca wasn’t going to make it anywhere with dance, but Rebecca was solely focused on her art. She’d perfected her technique and colleges were looking at her as soon as she entered high school. Rebecca thought that if she could prove to her father that she wanted this more than anything he’d support her.

              This was reason she’d never had a boyfriend. She was a beautiful woman with a tall frame, long dancer’s legs and toned muscles. Her eyes were startlingly blue and her hair was long and black, curling in cascading waves that went well past her shoulders. She was a beautiful girls and boys tripped over themselves to get close to her, but she wasn’t interested. All she wanted to do was prove to her father that she was dedicated to her dance and that she could make a career out of it.

              In the blink of an eye, Rebecca’s entire world flipped upside down. Her mother worked downtown and was simply crossing the street on her way back to work and a speeding car ran right through the red light and right through Rebecca’s mother.

              She was never the same again. Before her mother died she wasn’t an anxious mess. No. All of that began the day her mother was snatched from her. After that, Rebecca had the urge to control everything around her. She never wanted anything to be out of her control again. She wasn’t disillusioned and knew that she couldn’t control everything that happened in the world but it would be enough if she could just reign in the things she did have control over, and so naturally she chose a career that was all about details and control.

              At first, her father was opposed to the idea and wanted her to take over his accounting firm. He became far less vocal about it after Rebecca’s mother died. He sank into a deep, dark depression that ended with him nearly drinking himself to death. He’d had to go into a nursing home at a very young age and eventually died of liver failure from the years he spent drowning himself in liquor.              

              Her father’s death was a hard blow, though she expected it. The doctors had been warning him for years that if he continued to drink the way he did, the alcoholism would eventually kill him. Rebecca suspected it was a slow suicide and he honestly didn’t care if he died or not and it made her angry that he was selfish enough to leave her alone in the world. After he died she didn’t stop to mourn, though it wasn’t out of anger. It was her way of dealing with the loss. She buried herself in work to the point that she was too busy to feel.

              About a year after her father died she was lucky enough to meet a man named Jimmy Kilmer. Anyone could see that those two were a match made in hell. Jimmy was an insurance agent who had no rhyme or reason for anything he did. Rebecca swooped in and tried to put some order in his life but it was impossible, and for that reason she loved him. He was a perfect, never-ending project. Just when she thought she’d whipped him into shape, something else would need fixing.

              They got married in a small ceremony at the courthouse and despite her friend’s doubts, Rebecca seemed happy…For a while, at least. She was the perfect housewife. She went to work, earned the lion’s share of the income, came home and cleaned the house meticulously and had dinner on the table every night. She was constantly going. There was no down time for Rebecca. Her philosophy was that she’d stop when she was dead.

              The stress of constantly keeping their lives together would eventually take a toll on the beautiful girl, however. The stress caused a streak in her hair to go almost stark white and she always seemed to be shaking. Her anxiety levels shot through the roof and all she and Jimmy  seemed to do was fight. He was tired of her neurotic tendencies and didn’t take to the time to understand that Rebecca was most likely sick and needed to see a therapist. He had no patience for her and began leaving home for days at a time.

              Rebecca had no idea where he was going when he left but would find out soon enough when he showed up to their house with divorce papers and a pretty blonde on his hip. He was leaving her for the young woman whose name was Ashlee. She was barely eighteen and didn’t have a care or worry in the world. The girl that stood before Rebecca was the exact opposite of her in every way. She’d tried to get Jimmy  to reconsider but he just shoved the papers in her face and Rebecca had no choice but to sign them.

              He left Rebecca on the doorstep of the home they bought together, shattered and unsure of what to do now. Their relationship hadn’t been perfect but Rebecca had truly loved Jimmy  and now that he was gone she felt like the world was slowly slipping through her fingers.