SCOTTISH ROMANCE: My Sinful Surrender to a Highlander Werewolf (Scottish Werewolf Pregnancy Romance) (Historical Medieval Shape Shifter Paranormal Science Fiction Short Stories) (60 page)

The hustle and bustle of the city was now in the rearview mirror. He was actually closing his eyes and breathing in the fresh air of country living. I had a glance towards his crotch and I noticed that he was not exactly soft in that department.

We arrived at the spot and it was going to take a bit of a trek to get there. Most people would give up after the first half an hour, thinking that it wasn’t worth the effort, but it was to me.

“I have to tell you, Natalie that I’m not much for the great outdoors. I was born and bred in city living and I guess you really can’t take the city out of the boy.” I had no intention of taking anything away from him and I just wanted to add a new dynamic.” I knew that he was staring at me and most likely undressing me with his eyes. I changed before going to the police station and I had on a pair of blue jeans that were cut to my frame like they were made for my body. I had on a red and black plaid shirt that was tied at the waist giving a healthy amount of my mid drift.

I heard the rushing water and then we walked out into what can only be described as heaven. The sun was beaming down through the trees and you could see the birds circling the area.

“I think that you can agree that this is a place that should be left out of the hands of developers. It should be untouched and should be appreciated for what it is.” He was behind me and then his arms circled me and I felt this heat coming from my chest. I didn’t try to stop him, as he massaged my shoulders. He got a little bit more brazen by cupping my breasts.

“I see what you mean, Natalie. That being said, I have to say that the view standing right in front of me is a whole lot better than anything else.” He was a sweet talker and the fact that his chest was huge and pressed up against me was not lost on me. “It’s a wonder that the police didn’t hold me longer, especially with my affiliation with the gang in the past. They don’t usually let sleeping dogs lie.” He was a rubbing in a circle and my nipples were now hard enough to cut through glass.

“Um… I really don’t know…how I’m supposed to say anything with what you’re doing to me.” I didn’t say that to make him stop and apparently he didn’t take it that way. He reached down and untied that spot underneath my breasts. My shirt came undone and he expertly undid the buttons, until I was exposed to the elements. I could feel the breeze across my skin and then the hot breath of his mouth on the back of my neck. I fell into it and let him manhandle me.

“You have no idea what you’re doing to me, Jerome. The excitement of wondering what you were wearing underneath those pants and the way that you forced yourself to act against overwhelming odds was enough to make my panties melt. I saw your courage, as something that a lot of people don’t have. Where others would stand by and watch, you act without thinking. I was afraid for you, but I was also fascinated by how easily you were able to jump right back into the thick of things.”

“Being in a gang taught me a long time ago that it was useless to walk away from trouble. It would always find a way to come back and the best way to deal with it was head on.” He was kissing my neck and now squeezing my naked nipples. His right hand slipped into the waistband of my jeans, grazing the surface of my panties.

“Jerome, you are driving me completely crazy and I think you know it.” I was breathing heavy and I was almost begging him with my mind to take it a step further. I think that he was reading my thoughts, because the buttons on my jeans suddenly became loose and I could hear the zipper, as it was pulled down. He now had access to my black panties. He easily insinuated his hand into the waistband, until he was tracing a line from my clit all the way down my wet slit.

“I can feel from your body that this is not a common occurrence. You obviously have issues with men. I think that you just haven’t found the right one.” I wasn’t sure if he was telling me that he was the right one, or if I was just a momentary distraction from day to day living. “If you haven’t guessed it, I think that you are remarkable and I would like to get to know you even better.” If he got to know me any better, he would be already inside me. He walked away and left me wanting more, completely spellbound and unable to speak for a few moments.

He stripped off his shirt, pulling it over his head and letting me see the scars on his back. He followed that up by pulling down his pants and his underwear in one smooth motion. Those cheeks were good enough to eat and then he glanced over his shoulder with a smirk, before diving into the water below.

I took a few steps forward, while at the same time taking off my pants and underwear. I laid them carefully on the rocks and I took a deep breath before allowing my body to follow his into the serene and calm waters below. It was a good thing that I was a good swimmer and I came back up with my hands pulling back my sodden locks.

“I needed that, but I need this even more.” He grabbed me and pulled me towards him. Our feet were touching the bottom and we were neck deep in the water. This was my way to recharge and I would come up here practically every weekend, until it was too cold to do so. “You are a firecracker, Natalie. I feel lucky that you came into my shop and introduced yourself. I didn’t even mind giving you 10% off and maybe next time I will give you a better rate than that.” His hands were around my waist and then he took a deep breath and dove under the water. I could see him, as clear as day and then felt his hands on my thighs, as he pushed them apart.

I knew exactly what he was doing and I allowed it to happen, despite my misgivings. “Jesus, you really are a man of considerable talents. It’s too bad that I couldn’t use you in my clientele. I just don’t think that I would have a position…for you.” I could think of several positions that a few of my friends would love to find themselves in with this man. I had no interest in pimping him out, especially when he was all mine. I wasn’t going to let him go for anything in this world.

Chapter four

I had no idea how long he was down there, but I think he really had a road map of my anatomy that most guys didn’t even bother to look at. “I know that you’re doing that on purpose.” Each time that he came up for more air, he would smile and then do it all over again. “If you want me to cum that badly…thing you can fucking have it.” I came and I was slapping the water with my hands, letting this man’s tongue take me to a place that I had not been to in some time.

It was amazing that I was actually able to continue standing after such a momentous experience. It actually was something that I would remember for quite some time to come. If I could duplicate that over and over again, I would be a very happy woman.

He emerged from the water with his hand moving across his own bald head. He was at least a foot taller than me and I felt totally encompassed within his gravity. I thought it might be a good idea that I show him what I could do, but I wasn’t sure if I was up to the task of holding my breath for long periods of time.

He took my two hands and walked towards the shore, as the water continued to rise, until his member had emerged with drippings of water now showing me the way. I grabbed him tightly, as he bit his bottom lip. I slowly moved my tongue down between his pectorals and moved steadily closer towards the object of my desire.

I found myself on my knees, the rocks digging into my skin and nothing short of a gun to my head was going to stop me from consuming the gift in front of me. He already unwrapped it for me and I was now holding it precariously, wondering if just touching it with my tongue would send him off.

“I certainly didn’t think this was going to happen, Natalie. It was never my intention to have you in the Biblical sense. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve thought about it from the moment that you entered my shop, but I thought that you were way out of my league.” The strength of his pillar of manhood was evident by the way that it was saluting the sky. I bent it slightly, so that I could get my mouth over top of it. Once that was accomplished, I moved in for the kill, until I was kissing his midsection.

I loved the sound of moans coming from his lips and the way that his cock was now flexing against my tongue and the back of my mouth. It managed to find its way into my throat. I was using the squeezing sensation of those muscles that I’ve come to learn to use so well.

“I had no idea that you could…do that.” I could feel him bulging and swelling to the touch and I knew that it was just a matter of time before he found his. I wasn’t going to let him, but the slight stream that was sliding across my tongue was more than enough to whet my appetite for even more. “If you don’t stop, then I’m afraid of what I’m going to do.” He had no reason to be afraid, because I was the one that was pulling his strings. He was my sexual puppet and I had him ready to blow from the moment that I put him near my lips.

I was able to keep him from finding his own pleasure, but it was only temporary and for my own amusement. I was soon bobbing my head and squeezing with my lips at the same times. I loved the feel of him and the way that the vein along the back side was now throbbing with insistence. There was no denying that he would never be able to hold out for much longer. I felt it coming, as his balls had risen to tell me what I already knew.

“I can’t take it anymore… AHHHHHHH.” His member exploded with such force that it almost came loose from my oral grip. I was able to keep it where it was, working my fingers along the length of him to get every single drop that he had inside him. There was not going to be anything left and I was going to leave him dry, as the Sahara desert. Even after he was finished, I purposely licked around the crown to elicit that jerking motion that came from a man that was oversensitive at the time.

I don’t think that he was going to complain too much, but for me this was just a prelude to better things to come. It took a moment for me to compose myself and get back on my feet. My knees were hurting something fierce, but I wasn’t going to allow that kind of pain to ruin what we had together. There was no way that I was going to let him walk away without feeling what it was like to truly be with him.

“I hope that I was better than most. I pride myself on my expertise. I like it and it shows with my enthusiasm. I’ve learned several techniques and I think I used almost all of them on you. Your cock is delicious. It really does melt in my mouth and not in my hand.” This brought forth a roaring laughter that echoed in the sky. “I do hope that you can get it up again. I know how most guys need a breather to give them that incentive to go on.” I was giving him that incentive by grabbing him and squeezing him rhythmically with my hands enclosed over him.

I was already hot to trot and I could tell from the way that he was growing in my hand that he wasn’t near done.

“You really have created a monster, Natalie. Just looking at you makes me want to fuck you in the worst way possible. I want to pound that little pussy, until you can’t stand it anymore and want to crawl away on your hands and knees. I will follow you, driving you deep and hard and letting you feel every single inch with each stroke in and out of your body.” He had no reason to talk dirty, because I was already ready. Maybe he was doing it for his own benefit, because his cock was now ram hard stiff and ready to storm the castle.

This time, I was the one that was going to take control. I grabbed him by his cock and led him out of the water and onto the sand. I lie there with his body over top of mine. His knees were now pushing mine aside and splitting me down the middle. My wet pussy was juicy and waiting for him. He placed his knob at the entrance and waited for me to give him some kind of sign.

“Jesus Christ.” It came in the form of me lifting my body and taking half of him before he even realized what I was doing. His eyes were alive with a fire that couldn’t be contained. I loved the way that he was looking at me and it made me feel like he couldn’t live without me. He was only halfway in, but already my insides were taking the initiative and pulling him in the rest of the way.

“I wasn’t expecting that. I do admit that most of the women that I’ve been with have been cold fish. I had to make the first move. It’s nice to see that somebody else can do some of the work.” I was pushing myself up against him and before long his cock had disappeared. The only thing that was remaining was his balls and if I had my way, I would’ve stuffed them up inside me with the rest of him.

He moved against me and I could feel his hard on striking up against a part of my body that had not seen action in a very long time. 8 inches was not, as easy to come by as you might think. I suppose, I could resort to going to clubs and feeling up every man to see if they measured up, but I just wasn’t that kind of girl. It’s not to say that I haven’t fantasized about doing that and I’m sure that there were plenty of nights that I used my hands and brought those images into my mind more clearly.

“I think that you’ll find that I’m full of surprises.” Once again, I proved that adage by reaching up and tweaking at his nipples. He moaned incoherently and I could feel his cock jerking like a fish out of water. I twisted them from side to side, seeing in his eyes that this was not something that had happened to him.

“I was just getting used to shaving down there. When I came out, it became quite known that this was what was the norm.” I could feel his smooth midsection rubbing up against me and the shaft of his cock was now giving me a little bit of pleasure by touching briefly on my clit.

“I see that I have myself a handful.” He was smiling and he was now fucking me a little deeper and a little harder than before. I wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction of taking this all the way to the finish line.