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Leaving those thoughts behind me, where they belong, I throw back the rest of the whiskey and focus on my laptop again. She has set her book to the side and is scrolling through her phone now, so I head to the kitchen to get more because the only thing that is going to help numb this pain is whiskey. Lots of fucking whiskey.
On my way back, I peel off my shirt and throw it into the laundry room. Planning to have my jeans follow, I only make it so far as to unzip them when I hear a noise coming from my laptop. I round the coffee table where it is set up and stop short. The growl that reverberates from deep within reminds me just how much both my wolf and I want her and need her. I shove him back down and focus.
She is spread out on the bed, still completely naked, with one hand down between her legs and the other playing with one of her nipple piercings. Setting my whiskey down on the table, I take a seat and lean in for a better look. Sure as shit she is fucking herself with some hot pink toy and is whimpering and moaning so loudly I’ll be surprised if no one hears her. She's got her phone propped up next to her, and her head is thrown back in sheer ecstasy.
I did not plan to jack off tonight but the sight of her coming from her own hand is enough to make me pull my cock out of my boxers and start stroking myself. I swipe my thumb over my tip to collect the pre-cum that has already leaked out and use it as lubrication.
This is pure torture. I should be the one making her look like that. I should be the one to bring her orgasm after orgasm. But instead, I sit here and watch her do it herself.
I continue to run my hand up and down my shaft aggressively, wishing that it was her warm mouth instead. Just the thought of slamming my cock into the back of her throat while I unload and seeing her pleasuring herself is enough to have me spilling into my hand.
Just as I stop shuddering and start to relax again, her body locks up and a scream leaves her mouth. She melts into the mattress beneath her with a look of partial satisfaction on her face and part annoyance. I probably look, and most definitely do feel, the same. Slowly, I lick my release from my fingers as she switches off her toy, withdrawing it inch-by-inch from her dripping wet pussy, and tossing it and her phone onto a little table. Before she has even drawn up the duvet over her perfect body, my cock is as hard as a rock again and there is no relief in sight.
After she has fallen asleep, I turn on the motion-activated alarms before heading to take a shower. Walking with a raging hard-on can be uncomfortable. Especially when it continues to scrape against the open zipper of my jeans, but maybe it'll be enough to soften up a bit. I just need it to go down long enough to get some damn sleep tonight. I've been up for about forty-eight hours and tomorrow I need to prepare for Friday.
Halloween and a full moon on the same night.
Shit is going to get wild.
Chapter eight
Andrea
Todayhasbeenalong one already. First thing this morning, I found a bouquet of my favorite flowers on the windshield of my van with a note that read,
For My Little Pup.
Don't forget to be a good girl because bad girls get punished.
Love, D
So the guy following me has to be D. I never got a name from him the other night when he caught me at the gym or even before that. The damn flowers aren’t going to ruin my day though, so I toss them into the front seat of my van before slamming the door and leaving for the day.
I have shit to do and I cannot be worried about this fucker all the time. I have a life to live, which will not revolve around someone with some sick infatuation with me.
This morning’s bullshit has left me tired, so I decide to stop in at a little coffee shop for some much-needed caffeine to help me finish off today with an energy boost. It is much needed after spending hours shopping today, spending the majority of my savings. I just can’t help treating myself in the little boutiques I find in the town. It's not very often I can splurge on the finer things in life, considering my usual line of work. Being a bartender is super fun and the tips are great, but the style of clothing that gets you those tips is not the expensive type. They are flashy, sexy, and barely there. Let's just say that I am glad that I am in love with my body because if I wasn't, I would be so screwed.
I even found the perfect outfit for tomorrow's Halloween party. It is the perfect amount of sexy and I cannot wait to see everyone’s reactions when I show up in it. But I’m looking forward to the tips that I'll rake in while wearing it even more.
I decide to go with a slutty version of a Little Red Riding Hood costume. Honestly, I'm not even sure that I would consider it a costume. It's lingerie that covers a little bit more and a cute little red cape. I also managed to find some thigh-high fishnets and red heels to go with them.
Fuck, I’m going to look sexy!
Walking to the counter at the coffee shop, I order a white chocolate caramel cappuccino blended, my favorite coffee. It is seriously amazing and I always recommend it to my friends when they don't know what to order. I also order a blueberry scone to munch on and tide me over until lunch. While waiting for the lady behind the counter to make my drink and grab my scone, I find a seat near the front window so that I can people-watch while I enjoy my snack and catch up on my social media.
While waiting, I start to daydream a bit. I can't help but hope that one day I will find everything I have ever wanted in this life and find a nice little town to settle down in. Don't get me wrong, Denver is great, but it's a big city and there are too many people and too much going on that it can be hard to just enjoy the little things. I love the little things. Like getting to know the people in town around you, making real connections. The fact that you can slow down in life and just live.
Maybe I will just have to make my move sooner than anticipated. I really would like to slow down for a while.
Sometime in the middle of my daydream, the barista calls my name. Apparently, I don’t hear her call , so she brings my order over to my table and gives it to me.
“Hey. I know I don't know you, but I just wanted to let you know that whatever is going through your head is what you need to do. Hopefully, it's not going to cause anyone else a tough time, but you’re clearly thinking hard.” she says nonchalantly.
“I'm so sorry,” I say, “I was just thinking about how I very much need a change in my life. Even if it is just a change of scenery.”
“Well, looks like I got the right vibes off that dreamy look you had on your face then,” she replies as she giggles slightly.
“Hell, girl, sometimes it's the daydreams that keep us going when nothing else seems to be going the way we want,” I reply before picking up my drink.
