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I was a sick fuck, but I couldn't stop. She bent over slightly to rub lotion onto her legs, giving me a perfect view of her ass. I wanted to be balls deep inside of her. I groaned, my hand moving faster on my cock. I clenched my fingers tightly around my cock, imagining the silky feel of her skin against my own. Each stroke sent shivers down my spine. I needed to touch her. I could almost feel her skin against mine, and my longing grew fiercer with every stroke. I imagined the way she would moan as I tasted her. Her body writhing under mine. Her tight pussy gripping my cock.
I came hard, with a strangled groan. I tucked my cock back into my pants and watched as she pulled on a t-shirt and wrapped her hair in a scarf before she crawled under the blankets, turning off the lights. What the fuck was I doing? This was not the plan. I couldn't think straight. She was driving me crazy, and I wasn't even close to her … yet.
Jasmine
I woke up with a smile on my face. I'd made enough in tips to pay rent and then some. The thought was a relief. I didn't want to have to ask Angel for help, or worse, make a deal with Mr. Jackson. I was going to be happy to pay that old perv and get him off my back.
I decided to treat myself to a fancy coffee at the new cafe that opened up a few blocks away. I deserved a treat. As I dressed and did my makeup, I thought about last night, about Wolf. I couldn’t stop thinking about him. He has fine as fuck. His dark, almost black hair fell perfectly in front of his piercing grey eyes. His cut jawline was covered with a short dark beard, but it was more than that. When Wolf looked at me, I felt like I was the only girl in the world, even though he was surrounded by all the beautiful dancers at Eclipse. Then there was the way he had stepped up to that asshole at the bar. There was no hesitation, only power and intensity. I'd never had anyone stand up for me. It felt good. I pulled on my boots and grabbed my keys.
I was halfway through my mocha latte when I looked up from my phone and saw him. Wolf was walking toward me, and my stomach flipped. He was dressed casually. His fitted leather jacket showed off his wide shoulders, and his perfectly worn dark jeans hugged his muscular thighs.
I looked up at him as he reached my table. "Are you stalking me?" I smiled.
He laughed, "Just happened to be in the neighborhood. Do I look like a stalker?"
"Well, it would be wolfish."
"Would it?" He sat down across from me.
"Don't wolves stalk their prey?"
"Are you my prey, Jasmine?"
The way he said my name sent a shiver down my spine. His gray eyes seemed to look right through me. I shifted in my seat, feeling my cheeks get hot.
"So, what are you doing here? You live nearby?" I asked.
"Just in the area. I'm a bit of a wanderer." His deep baritone was smooth and dark like the coffee he was drinking..
"Thanks again for stepping in with that guy last night?"
"No, thanks needed. I'm sure he won't bother you again." Wolf took a sip of his coffee.
I noticed the veins in his hands as he gripped the cup. "Is that so?" I raised an eyebrow.
He nodded. "Trust me."
It was a command, and everything in me wanted to obey. I’d never had anyone. "I just met you."
"You're cautious." He smiled gently and placed his hand over mine.
"I look out for myself. I always have."
He nodded. "I can understand that."
"Do you always go around saving strangers?"
"Only when they’re as beautiful as you."
I swallowed. "So, what do you do? It's eleven in the morning. Shouldn't you be at work?"
"I work for myself. What about you? What do you do when you're not at the club?"
"Actually, yesterday was my first night. I'm not used to having my days free. I was thinking about going to the museum."
"You like art?" He sounded intrigued.
"Yeah, it's something you can enjoy alone. Museums and libraries are my favorite places."
