Her Home Run Desires

by Jenna Payne

  When the light blinked, he kissed her neck with much pressure, pushing the door open. They tumbled toward the inside of the dark room and somehow got to the edge of the king-sized bed in the center.

  What are you doing, Jen? The unwelcome thought in her head came in the midst of their foreplay. She ignored it and started unzipping his pants and tugging them downward. She let him push her down on the bed, which encouraged her to continue and pull him closer for a blow job.

  I hate you, Brian, she said silently with indignation, and then placed Jack’s cock inside her mouth. Her tongue kneaded the length of his shaft as she moved her head front and back, making him moan with pleasure. She smiled inwardly as she consumed him deeper and faster, determined to give him a night he would never forget.

  Before she could make him come, he stopped her and knelt in front of her. Brusquely he took off her panties and opened her legs apart. She watched him lift her skirt and start sucking on her swollen, slippery outer lips. She gasped as the erotic sensations made her legs tremble. He slid his tongue inside her slit then and began moving it in and out, up and down. It was so pleasurable that she couldn’t help rolling her eyes upward and letting out a scream.

  She could feel his tongue pushing deeper into her, moving in circles, teasing, and massaging. With her hands on his head, she closed her eyes and let herself feel the intensifying delight and satisfaction.

  Soon he stood up and moved her onto the middle of the bed. He took both of her legs and placed them on either side of his body. With her butt lifted off the surface of the bed, he pushed into her entrance forcefully. Again and again he pushed, going deeper each time. She let out a series of groans as the powerful heat and pain enfolded her, combined with extreme pleasure.

  They both panted heavily as their bodies moved in unison, both of them lost in passion. Together they climbed higher and higher. Jen felt an orgasm building up.

  Very soon, she felt herself explode in unfathomable bliss, just as she felt the sticky fluid burst out of him and into her.

  They were both so spent afterward that they soon fell asleep beside each other.

  Many hours went by. Even when the sun came up, they lay on the bed naked, very much exhausted.

  Eventually, the sun streamed through a thin gap between the curtains, tickling Jen’s eyes and making them flutter. She woke up, opening her eyes slowly. At first, she was at a loss and did not know where she was. Then all of a sudden, everything rushed back.

  “Shit,” she whispered, quickly sitting up and seeing her naked body. She pulled on the sheets to cover herself as she turned toward the man lying beside her.

  He was also very much naked. She could not take off her eyes even more from his muscular, well-proportioned body, now well-lit by the daylight.

  “Enjoying the sight, huh?” he mumbled sleepily. There was a smile on his handsome face and his eyes were twinkling mischievously.

  She immediately grabbed a pillow and threw it over his exposed cock. She was about to get up when he grabbed her hand and pulled her back towards him, into his arms.

  When their bare bodies touched, she felt her libido taking over again. She felt warm and cold all over, although she stayed frozen in his embrace.

  “Did you enjoy last night, Jen?” he murmured in her ear, his breath tickling her skin.

  She could not answer. It was her first time to have a one-night stand, but at least she could assure herself that it was not with a complete stranger. Well, one thing she’d forgotten to ask Mel was—what does a girl do during the morning after? It was sort of awkward!

  But he seemed to want another round, and her body was quickly succumbing to the temptation. She found herself not able to resist his charms, touches and smile.

  They started kissing again. And before she knew it, they had another explosive sex. Not just once, but twice.

  It was a Saturday so they could at least rest the whole day.

  She wanted to get up and go home, but she didn’t have the energy to do it. So she ended up sleeping again. And when she opened her eyes once more, she was taken aback by the sight of Jack in his boxers, standing beside the bed and gazing at her with loving admiration. Or was it sexual attraction? She really wasn’t good in these things because she’d only had one boyfriend in her life so far.

  “Rise and shine, my dear Jen,” he said, helping her up. When he hoisted her from the bed, she plummeted toward his bulky chest, catching a whiff of his natural scent and a hint of his cologne. The smell intoxicated her, stirring something in her loins once again.

  “You know, I think I have to go,” Jen said. “This isn’t really right. I’m gonna go…”

  Before he could reply, she grabbed her dress and disappeared into the bathroom to dress up. With her heart beating wildly, she opened the door again, fully dressed, and grabbed her purse. He was calmly seated on the bed, watching her in fascination.

  “Sure you don’t want to have breakfast first?” he asked. “Some eggs, hot coffee.”

  “No, thanks,” Jen said tersely. She flew out of the door before she could even be tempted with another offer.

  What did I just get myself into? she thought anxiously as she hailed a cab in front of the building and went home with mixed emotions.

  *****

  Jen figured he’d been after sex all along; that it was just one of those temporary physical attractions that men have. She’d expected him to not give her the time of day again.

  But she was wrong. The exact opposite happened afterward.

  In the weeks that followed, Jack Roberts went out of his way to converse and spend time with her. At first, it had been awkward and weird. But she’d eventually welcomed it and found herself looking forward to their little exchanges.

  One late afternoon, as Jen stepped out of the building, a shiny black sedan stopped in front of her. The window rolled down and she heard his voice before she saw his face.

  “Hi, Jen! Headed home?” he asked with a smile. “Hop in.”

  Since it had been an extra-tiring day for her and she was eager to get back to the old Smith home that her parents had left to her when they had passed away, she smiled and got in.

  He had actually attempted to offer her rides and ask her out on dates a few times before, but she’d always refused. This time, though, she knew him better. She was more at ease because they had gotten to be friends.

  He was a confident, intelligent man who still had that interesting, mysterious air about him. She couldn’t deny it any longer. She was greatly drawn to his wit, good looks, and charms. It wasn’t just a way of getting back at her no-good ex or trying to forget him.

  “You want to come in?” she actually asked as he walked her to the front door of the old bungalow where she’d lived almost all her life. He knew she was all alone, there because her elder sisters had moved out when they’d gotten married.

  “Sure,” he said, smiling.

  Her heart was beating fast, and heat was creeping throughout her body, filling her with the familiar desire that she’d been trying to ignore the past days whenever they were together.

  As they sat side by side in the living room, enjoying the snacks she’d prepared, she couldn’t help noticing how his hands kept brushing against her knee or shoulder while he gestured and talked. She knew that he’d been trying to gauge her too.

  “Jen…” he suddenly said at one point, looking serious. “I want to talk about that night at the hotel.”

  Jen met his intense gaze, her insides churning and her heart racing.

  “I had some to drink, but I didn’t just get carried away,” he told her sincerely. “I wanted you, but not temporarily. I still want you, but I don’t want to give you the impression that it’s all just physical for me.”

  He took her hands and began to caress them. She could feel her body responding.

  He continued, “Now that we have gotten to know each other better, I’m hoping we can take the next step.”

  Jen’s heart pounded even harde
r. “What do you mean?” she breathed.

  “I want you to be mine,” he simply said, his eyes not leaving hers.

  Her heart almost stopped. She could tell that he really meant what he said. A part of her was terrified because she knew that she’d be risking her heart again.

  “Let me take care of you, Jen,” he said. Then he leaned forward and kissed her on the lips. It was fleeting, gentle and sweet.

  Jen could feel the taste of his lips lingering on her mouth. He was waiting for her to react, but all she could think of at that moment was how much she wanted to kiss him and feel his touch again.

  “It’s okay, you can think about it,” he suddenly said, leaning back. She felt disappointed. But she just nodded as he changed the topic to the latest project they were doing at work.

  As their discussion led to the topic of dragon shapeshifters, she could not help imagining the hideous creatures living among humans at present. She wondered if their kind had actually survived through the years without the knowledge of people.

  “Do you think there’s a possibility that there are still dragon shifters to this day, hiding among humans?” she wondered aloud.

  He paused for a short while, seemingly in deep thought. Then he nodded, saying, “Yes, I think so. But if they do still exist, maybe it’s not a bad thing. If they wanted to cause trouble, they surely would have done it long ago.”

  “But maybe they’re afraid of being overpowered by humans because there are only a few of them now… What if they wanted to rule the world and kill all the humans or something?” she said in fear.

  Jack chuckled. “You’ve been watching too many fantasy movies.”

  Jen relaxed a bit, laughing too. “You’re right.”

  “Who knows?” he said. “These creatures may actually be able to help humans with things beyond the human capacity. Their extraordinary strength, sharp minds, and ability to fly may just be what we need in this world. And since they’re half-humans too, they also have hearts that care and love.”

  Jen shrugged with a laugh. “I think you’re the one who’s been watching a lot of fantasy! But yeah, who knows?”

  *****

  Taking a deep breath, Jen walked up to Jack’s two-story contemporary house. As she looked up to admire the modern architecture, for a while, she forgot all about her original purpose for going there in the first place.

  This house must have cost a fortune! she thought in combined awe and bewilderment, staring at the beautiful house with a nicely manicured front lawn. I knew Jack came from a well-off family, but this is… Wow!

  She was about to knock on the front door when she noticed that it was ajar. She crept inside and heard several voices talking. The sound seemed to be coming from the back. She followed the talking, admiring the lovely interiors as she walked past the living room and onto the dining area. There were sliding doors that led to a huge garden.

  Her heart hammered faster as she came nearer. She tried to picture breaking the news to Jack, unsure how he would take it. She couldn’t believe that her so-called night of freedom had led to this. Would she be paying the price of her mistake for the rest of her life?

  Her mind drifted back to the pregnancy test kit she’d used early that morning. She had been holding back, convincing herself that her period had just been delayed because of stress. But the two lines did not lie. She’d actually repeated the test just to make sure. Again two lines. She was pregnant.

  As she made her way across the spacious, luxurious hall, a part of her wondered how he’d amassed the kind of money needed for a house like this one. He wasn’t from a rich family, after all. And from what she knew of his employment record, she was certain it was impossible to afford a house like this.

  She heard his voice coming from a nearby room with the door ajar. It seemed like a huge library or office from where she stood.

  “No, listen to me…” he was saying in a terse tone, his deep, gruff voice echoing against the walls.

  Her heart beat faster. It didn’t seem like a good time to tell him what she’d just found out. She began to turn around to leave. But then, his next words made her freeze.

  “Jen Smith is mine…” he said through gritted teeth. “She’s going to be my queen, I’m telling you… whether she likes it or not…”

  Jen suddenly felt her body turning hot and cold at the same time. Sweat broke out on her forehead. The air conditioned house suddenly felt like it was on fire. The spacious hall began to close in on her, the walls seemingly narrowing.

  She leaned on the wall behind her, shutting her eyes and shaking her head in disbelief. Her head began to throb in rhythm with her racing heart.

  Somehow she knew she needed to get out of there. But then, she couldn’t seem to make her feet move. The world around her was turning and churning.

  “Who are you to make me rush?!” she suddenly heard Jack yell angrily. It was the first time she’d heard him actually lose his temper and burst out like that. “I am the Dragon King! Nobody tells me what to do!”

  Dragon King?! Jen thought in panic. What’s he talking about?

  In her mind, she tried to force herself to take a step further away. Her head was badly aching now and she felt like throwing up at any time.

  A thunderous sound came from the room at that very moment. It was like an explosion of furious animals crashing into one another, mixed with a reverberating rumble that ignited great fear in Jen.

  What was that?

  The frightening sound was followed by a deafening bellow that Jen recognized to be Jack’s own voice. He appeared to be in intense pain.

  Curiosity and concern won over her fear, as she decided to tiptoe closer to the open door to see what was happening. To her utmost shock, the sight that greeted her was one that she never would have guessed she’d encounter in real life.

  Her eyes weren’t playing tricks on her. She watched in horror as the man whom she was beginning to fall in love with and whose baby she had inside of her started transforming into a… monster. He screamed in seemingly unbearable pain as his face twisted into a distortion of all sorts, his eyes bulging out of their sockets and turning into fiery red. His nose shrank back just as his mouth protruded, growing into a full snout with sharp fangs.

  His skin had turned greenish-brown, like a reptile. Clean, shiny spikes came out of his head, running down the length of his back. As he thrashed about and continued to scream in agony, he crashed into the chairs and shelves of books beside him, making them topple onto the floor.

  All of a sudden, he stood up straight, his clothes now in tatters. Huge wings began to rise from his sides, reaching the ceiling and smashing onto the chandelier above. Pieces of glass fell onto the floor.

  Jen couldn’t believe her eyes. “Oh, my God!” she whispered in terror. “He’s a… a…” She turned around then and ran as fast as she could. Her vision was becoming blurry, but she just kept on going.

  She’d almost reached the front door when the dizziness made her lose her balance and tumble to the ground. Everything went black.

  *****

  Jen’s eyes fluttered open, she momentarily forgot what had happened. All she knew was that she’d had a very bad dream.

  The scent of fresh flowers filled her nose. And as her eyes adjusted to the dimness of the posh countryside-themed room, she found herself staring at literally hundreds or even thousands of colorful blooms around her.

  “Jen…” a gentle, low voice whispered from her right.

  She turned around and met the troubled gaze of familiar gray eyes. Seeing Jack’s handsome face brought back the horrible nightmare she’d had. “Oh, thank God you look normal again and it was all a dream…” she said with great relief, almost laughing at the incredible image her mind had conjured up. “You wouldn’t believe it, Jack… I think I’ve been working too hard on this dragon stuff in the lab that I actually dreamt of you turning into one of them!”

  Jack gave her a faint smile. “How are you feeling, Jen?” he simply as
ked, ignoring her story.

  Jen sat up in bed. “I’m okay, I think,” she said. But then, she now had a better view of the massive room filled with flowers. The place was beautiful and enchanting, but certainly new to her. “Where are we?”

  He lifted his hand to her cheek and gently caressed it. “This is my real home, Jen. It’s far away from the city. I brought you here after you lost consciousness.”

  “What do you mean?” she asked in a puzzled tone. Suddenly, every detail of her dream came back to her in vivid images. She leaned closer and looked into his eyes. He seemed to be hiding something from her.

  Her heart began to thump harder. “What’s going on?” she whispered in a slightly frightened tone, even though she wasn’t sure if she could actually handle the truth.

  Jack remained quiet, appearing to be weighing things.

  She remembered what had transpired before her supposed dream. She’d discovered something really big that she needed to tell Jack immediately. Something that would possibly change both of their lives. But now, she felt as if he had something bigger to tell her.

  Slowly, he moved closer and kissed her on the lips very softly. She could feel he really, deeply cared for her. “I love you, Jen,” he told her. “I’m sorry I couldn’t reveal the truth earlier. But now, it’s time. You have to know.”

  Jen’s heart was pounding madly. She held her breath, waiting for him to go on.

  “What you saw or you thought you dreamt of… all of it… is real…”

  Jen could feel her heart almost exploding as the image of the bloodcurdling monster came back to her. Her eyes filled with tears as she shook her head in disbelief. “No, it can’t be…” she murmured in confusion and anguish.

  “I’m a dragon shifter, Jen,” he said calmly. “Half-human, half-dragon. You of all people should know that it’s possible. There are many of us scattered all over the country and even in other parts of the world. We’ve kept low profiles, though, and tried to blend in with ordinary humans.”