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She stroked him continuously, only varying her speed and the strength of her grip. She gripped his shoulders and scooted forward until she was rubbing her bare, soaking wet slit against his bare erection. They both moaned loudly and she instantly felt like it was no longer her skin that was on fire but rather her very insides were. While earlier she had been okay to take her time and wait, now she felt like that was simply impossible.
“Now,” she whined, face flush.
“Now?” He kissed her cheek and pushed his hips up slightly for more friction. He grunted. She whimpered. They both craved more.
“Now,” she practically mewled in his ear.
He took hold of her hips and shifted his body slightly. They’d made it to the bedroom, sure, but that was about it. Maybe him taking her on the floor, still half clothed, and bare was not exactly how she’d imagined it happening but it did not matter. Nothing about being with Michael had been predictable or ordinary. Heck, not even the fact she was with him at all was either of those things. It didn’t matter; the only thing that mattered was how badly they wanted each other.
He moved his hands up to hold onto her waist. He breathed heavily against her neck and then let out a loud grunt when he pushed his erection in past her slip until he plunged it entirely inside her. Jenna cried out in ecstasy and dug her fingers into the flesh of his arms, which were flexed and only served to turn her on more. Still inside her, he thrust his hips up even more to be deeper in her and she moaned loudly before whimpering when he pulled his erection almost all the way out. He ran his hand up her back and she felt him tug at her zipper until he’d opened it all the way so he could pull down the top of her dress to free her large breasts.
He quickly took one of her nipples in his mouth and grunted against the flesh as he started to thrust in and out of her at a moderate pace, going in deep each and every time. It was not long before she was bouncing on his lap, moaning loudly. She was enjoying every inch of his long, thick erection moving in and out of her while his mouth kissed her chest and suckled at her nipples. One hand was ever-present on her waist while the other roamed over the expanse of her back or joined his mouth in playing with her breasts.
She’d shut her eyes and gotten completely lost in the moment when he pushed her onto her back and positioned himself between her legs; he started thrusting faster, hand moving down to rub his thumb over her clit. They both quickly lost control in a flurry of pounding and grunting and touching and moaning until finally reaching orgasm together.
Chapter Thirteen
Michael had spent the night. The only reason Jenna was glad to see him go now was that she was able to call Kelly and spill everything; now she was sure about her feelings and desire to pursue things with the man she’d once detested. After a bit of teasing and even gloating on Kelly’s part, her best friend congratulated her.
“I know you were single by choice and all but I’m glad you found someone you’re actually interested in,” she said.
“And he’s certainly different from anyone I’ve ever dated,” Jenna admitted. What Kelly didn’t know was just how different he was from anyone they even knew; but that was Michael’s secret to keep and not hers to share.
He’d spent many more nights after the first one until one evening he’d finally taken her to his house for dinner and subsequent sleepover. It was a large, gated house off in the hills near the park where he’d taken her on their first date. Short as it had been, they both considered it their first date. They also considered it the night they got together. The following day had been spent together at her place, having meals together with trashy movies on the television and sex a couple times in between.
On the Monday afterward they’d invited Harrison and Tara out to dinner only to announce it was a surprise double date; and surprised they had definitely been. During the two weeks following they’d gone on five dates, each one ending with Michael at Jenna’s place. Each one ended the same– a passionate, sweaty night of pure bliss followed by peaceful sleep in her bed. His shifting came up only in passing as a comment from Jenna, telling how she liked the wild in him or how wonderfully intense his tiger-like hazel eyes were. Other than that, neither of them felt much need to touch on the topic.
That was until the night he finally took her to his place. It was vulnerable for Michael to invite someone in, even more so to give her unlimited access to any part of his property with complete honesty. He had a huge, landscaped yard that was perfect for him to roam in when he shifted to animal form. That night she learned he mostly shifted at will now but if he went too long without doing so he’d face problems with his mental and even physical well-being.
“Will I ever get see?”
It was a question she’d only discovered a couple of nights’ prior she wanted to ask. Michael looked at her hesitantly. She ran her ringer over the thin, white scar on his arm and asked another she’d been holding back for long.
“So what really happened here?”
“Fight,” he responded simply but he knew right away that would not cut it. He chuckled and gave her a peck on the cheek before continuing. “I went on a trip to see family I only recently discovered I had. They’re shifters too but one of them has a temper and a problem. Things got nasty pretty quickly. We were in animal form and he made to attack me but this was as far as he got.”
She wanted to know why things got nasty and how they ended. She wanted to know if he’d ever see that family member again. But she didn’t ask because she didn’t want the answer to those questions even half as badly as the answer to the first one she’d asked.
She cupped his chin with her hand and asked again. “Will I ever get to see?”
“Why do you want to see?”
“Because I want to know you. I want to know every part of you. And I’m not afraid.”
Michael stood up and took her by the hand. He led her to an art room where there was located a hidden door. Behind the door was a landing and a large staircase. He held her hand tightly and they descended the staircase to a large glass. It was the kind of glass used at zoos for observation but it was so well hidden from outside view she’d missed it when she’d looked around his huge, landscaped yard earlier.
“Promise me you won’t leave this room,” he implored.
“Am I not safe outside with you?”
“Promise me,” he repeated.
“I promise,” she said, suddenly feeling afraid. She’d never stopped to think about his mind when he was shifted. Did he lose a part of himself and did that make him a danger?
He kissed her on the lips and ran back up the stairs. She pressed her hands to the glass and stared out, soon seeing a gorgeous tiger running past her. She watched Michael the tiger running about, rolling on the grass, and leaping over small rocks until he finally ran directly at the glass. He stopped and looked up at the sky, roaring. And that was when two white tigers ran out from behind trees near the back of the yard. One ran freely and the other roamed about, simply enjoying the open space. Jenna gasped and covered her mouth. She knew they were just tigers but she hadn’t expected it.
“They don’t sense you’re different?”
