SCOTTISH ROMANCE: My Sinful Surrender to a Highlander Werewolf (Scottish Werewolf Pregnancy Romance) (Historical Medieval Shape Shifter Paranormal Science Fiction Short Stories) (143 page)

There was this heavy metal tones that was playing in the background and he was standing there in his shorts. He had on a pair of black gloves and he was striking repeatedly against the heavy bag. I must’ve sighed with disappointment, because he turned and gave me this steel cold look that told me that he wasn’t very happy with me walking in. There was a sheen of sweat on his body and it didn’t take me long to trace the muscles.

“Has anybody ever told you that you should knock before entering? I’m kind of busy in here and I really don’t want my father to know what I’m doing. He thinks that I quit and that couldn’t be further from the truth.” I closed the door and found a sliding lock that had just been installed. I put it across and sat on the edge of the bed watching him go through his routine.

“If you don’t mind me asking, what exactly are you doing? At first, I thought that maybe you were just training, but now I think that there’s something more to it than that.” It was in the way that he was concentrating, almost like he was picturing a certain individual across from him and imagining that his face was on the heavy bag.

I really don’t know you well enough to trust you. What’s going to stop you from taking this information down to my father to make my life a living hell?” He did make a valid argument, but it didn’t stop me from needling him to get the information that I was looking for. “I’m not going to tell you, so you may as well stop hounding me like a dog in heat.” I was in heat and the panties that I was wearing were already soaked through to the very fabric.

What I wanted to do most of all was go over there and pull down his shorts and see if his glutes really didn’t look that good. It wasn’t lost on me that his cock was unfurling and it probably had something to do with the fact that he was performing for an audience of the female variety. I’m not sure that he noticed, but I was biting my tongue and crossing my legs to give myself a necessary rub of relief. That only scratched the surface and I was now feeling a little like my skin was crawling. I had this need to put out the fire down below.

“I’ll tell you what I’m going to do, Stephen. I’ll show you my breasts and if that doesn’t make you trust me, then I have no idea what will.” This stopped him in mid strike and he turned with an impish little smile on his face. “I was thinking that might get your attention.” I was still wearing the plaid black and blue shirt and I slowly untied it, with his eyes glued to my fingers the entire time that I was disrobing for him.

“I’m not going to say that I haven’t noticed you in more than a platonic way. I think that you have a rocking body and that you should always wear, as little as possible.” I could say the same thing to him and he had sculpted legs and muscles that would rival those that I had seen in the gym putting on a show for the girls. I may have been a dental hygienist, but I also did part time work on the weekends at a local gym.

“I would say that was the one thing that we have in common, Stephen. Your body is pretty damn fine and I think that most of the girls that have been with you would say the same thing.” I had it untied and was unbuttoning it. I did it one button at a time, to stretch this out for as long as possible. “We may have to live underneath the same roof, but that doesn’t mean that we can’t get along. I’m not exactly shy about my body and I don’t think that you have much of a problem in that area either.” To prove my point, he moved his fingertips along the edges of his shorts.

I was willing them to come down over his ass and he moved it down just enough, so that I could see the slight crack. Those globes were work of arts and I would gladly place my own moniker on each one of them with my teeth digging into the skin.

When I had the shirt all the way opened, I kept it closed with my two hands holding onto the edges. I then peeled that back quickly, showing them in the right light and then closing them with his mouth open and his eyes staring at me like he couldn’t believe that I had actually gone through with it.

In that moment of pure shock, I took that, as an opening and I walked over to him and pulled his shorts down, until they were at his knees. The baton was a good 8 inches and he was already showing his excitement with a small stream that had now slipped down over the head and over the shaft.

I stood in front of him, placing my hand on his package and swirling my tongue around the head to get him to jerk against me uncontrollably. “I don’t think anybody has to know about any of this. I do believe that you owe me a secret.” I had him by the balls and I could tell that he was storing it up for winter. “I’m sure that I can make you feel a whole lot better, but only if you tell me what exactly your secret is.” I’d learned a long time ago that a female’s weapon of choice was sultry words and her body.

“I started training for the MMA a couple of years ago and I got hurt pretty damn badly my first time out. I was naïve and cocky and I thought that I was the next best thing. The first fight proved to me that I needed to make some improvements. Unfortunately, my father thought that I should hang up the entire thing and made me promise that I would never try something like that again.” I was stroking him slowly, delicately moving my fingers up and down the length of him.

I think that he had stopped breathing and his hips were moving on their own through my fingers and then threw my fist. He was literally fucking my hand and leaving behind a product of his arousal to indicate that his excitement was at an all time high.

“I could take you all the way, but that would serve no purpose. Keeping you on the cusp of your orgasm is going to make it a whole lot easier to seduce you into my bed. Then again, maybe I’m just playing you for a fool. You could come find me later on to find out, but I don’t think that your man enough to put your money where your mouth is.” I could feel the head swelling and the vein pulsing with a life of its own.

“Normally, I would be more than happy to take you up on your dare. Unfortunately, I have a fight to get to and this is going to have to take a back burner for the time being. I recently joined a new organization that is just getting off the ground. They are trying to make a name for themselves and they need fresh talent to push them to the next level. I’ve been undefeated for the last three fights, but I just know that they are gearing up for something a lot more spectacular. It’s in the eyes of the promoter and you can tell that he’s working something behind everybody’s back.” I saw the bruises on his stomach.

It was the reason why he had decided to wear a shirt, even on a day that felt like you would melt it right off your body.

I walked past him, leaving him in a state of perpetual hardness. That thing could have cut glass and I had to admit that I was this close to throwing caution to the wind. I would have gladly bent over right there by his bed, spread my cheeks and let him have his way with me. I didn’t do that and I was regretting it, although I had a feeling that there was going to be another time in the near future that I would have another opportunity to seal the deal.

“It’s too bad, because I’m really horny and I think I’m going to go to my room and masturbate. I’ll be sticking my fingers in where your cock is supposed to go. I guess you’re just going to have to miss out on a sure thing. You just finished telling me that I had a rocking body and you don’t know the half of it. I can pick up a quarter with my ass cheeks. That’s right up there with some of the talent of those local strippers that you probably see from time to time.” It was only a guess on my part, but he was still a man. If he didn’t have a need to see girls naked, then he just wasn’t the same type of man that I had had the misfortune of meeting.

“You are a bit of a tease, Nicole. If I had a good mind, I would come over there and take you right against that door. I would fuck you, so hard that you would have trouble trying to keep yourself from screaming my name over and over again. You think that you hold all the cards, but I can assure you that I’ve got a few that I can play that you don’t even know that’s coming.” He had his hand over top of me leaning against the door. I could feel my legs shaking and my knees about to buckle under the feel of his manhood touching me through my jean shorts.

“I can handle my business on my own, but I’m not sure that you can say the same thing. I’m able to satisfy those urges, or I can just stop. We should make a bet and see who can hold out the longest.” He was smiling. “I wouldn’t be smiling if I were you, Stephen. Girls can out last longer than guys and that’s a known fact. We’re just going to have to go on the honor system. Neither one of us can touch ourselves, until such time that the other one finally breaks down and admits that he is or she is the weaker person.” I thought that he might back down after a comment that was made like that.

“The one thing that you need to know about me, Nicole is that I’m a man of my word. If I say that I’m going to do something or not do something, then you can take that to the bank. That’s gospel according to Stephen. I’m more than happy to take you up on your bet and believe me, I am looking forward to the day that you come crawling on your hands and knees for a chance to satisfy something that only I can do for you.” I slipped out from underneath his arm and went out into the hall.

Chapter three

It was after midnight, when I heard the slight noise outside my bedroom window. I jumped out of bed, still completely dressed and I had been a woman of my word. I did not touch myself, even though images of his stick were now swirling around in my mind.

I looked out the window and I could see him scaling the trellis and then landing near the back of the house. I opened my window and waited, until he was out of sight, before doing the exact same thing that he did. I landed and I followed the exact same path that he was making. A white panel van slowed to a crawl and then the back doors opened. He ran to catch up to it, grabbing onto the doors and heaving himself into the inside.

I had one of these old style scooters that actually was a bicycle, but also had an engine for those times that you didn’t want to exert yourself. I had a friend do some modifications. It was only street legal, because it could only go so fast. That is, until Jimmy got a hold of it and made it, so that it was able to go up to 100 kilometers an hour. On the streets that was more than enough to catch up to the white panel van. It was moving pretty quickly, but it wasn’t like they could hide. They eventually came to this chain link fence and the door was swung open and they drove through down to an old factory that used to be in the fisheries.

I hid my cycle behind a tree and I took a deep breath and touched the fence to make sure that it wasn’t electrified. I breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that I had found the perfect way to enter into his life without him even knowing about it. I scaled the fence and came down on the other side with my jacket hanging over the barbed wire to make sure that I didn’t cut myself in the process.

I scurried down through the foliage, until I came to a window that was covered in dust. It was cracked open enough that I could hear everything that was going on in the inside.

“You know that I wouldn’t normally do this, Stephen, but it’s necessary to make our mark. Jackson may be something out of your league, but I think that you’re going to put on a show worthy of the price of admission. If you can go three rounds with him and still stay standing, then you’re going to get a purse that is worth $10,000. That’s 10 grand in your pocket that you didn’t have before. If you can do the impossible and go the entire six rounds, then you will net yourself 25 grand. I’m sure that that’s more than enough incentive to make you see reason.” This guy was deceptive and I could tell that he was just doing it to line his pockets.

“Timmons, you have yourself a deal. I knew that you couldn’t be trusted, but I guess every promoter has a devious side. I’ll have you know that I have been training off books, doing things that are unconventional to get myself into the best shape of my life. You’re going to see a performance that is going to knock your socks off. I just hope that there are some legitimate agents out there.” When Timmons left, Stephen took off his shorts and I had the slap my hand against my mouth at seeing his member.

When he turned and went towards the showers to get ready for his fight, I stared at his ass and began to imagine him pumping up and down over top of me.

I reached up and put a lot of pressure against that window. It wouldn’t give for a moment and I could see the reason why. It was painted shut and it was a wonder that somebody was even able to open it up this far. In a last ditch effort, I looked around for something to pry it open and I saw the metal bar. It was left over from the previous owners and I used it to place underneath the lip of the window. I lifted my weight, until I was suspended in midair.

The wood began to crack and I could feel it about to give. It finally opened and I was able to slip through to the other side. I could smell the odor of man wafting in the air. It was very pungent, but not exactly something that would hinder my progress in going towards the shower. I just had to be careful about being discovered. It would appear that Stephen was the only one in here at the time and I heard the water and I could envision what he would look like with droplets dancing on his skin.

I stood there admiring his frame, seeing that the water was now enhancing those muscles that I had seen earlier in his bedroom. I undressed, thinking that it was risky, but not really caring. I had a feeling that I was going to lose this bet and it was $20.00 that was worth spending out for a moment of complete satisfaction.

I could see that he was bending down to pick up the soap and I could not resist the temptation to squeeze both of his cheeks at the same time. His elbow came back and with lightning speed reflexes, I was able to avoid the contact. It was only by a fraction of an inch, but more than enough to prevent me from having serious injury.