“You ready for some fun?” he asked.
“More than ready.”
Jenna leaned back on the desk, not taking her gaze off him as he opened up the package, took out the rubber, and sheathed himself without any trouble.
He pushed her thighs apart, lifted his cock and circled it around her opening three times before introducing the tip to her entrance. He gave a push and she groaned. Not from pleasure this time but because she’d not been fucked in forever.
“Just relax that pussy for me,” he said, giving it another try, but still she put up some resistance. It felt like she was a virgin all over again. How stupid was that?
Brady rubbed her back allowing his cock to sit at her entrance.
“Think pleasant thoughts and how great this fuck’s going to be,” he whispered.
Before she could respond, he’d jammed his cock all the way inside her.
Damn, it hurt. And damn, there wasn’t an inch to spare. This was going to be like her first time all over again.
“Hold on tight,” said Brady.
She wanted to tell him maybe she’d changed her mind, but as he start to thrust, her pussy seemed to loosen up and it was already starting to feel pretty fantastic.
Brady had powerful thighs and tight butt muscles. She put her hands on them.
“Open up wider, baby. Because you are going on a ride.”
Jenna wrapped her legs around him, letting him to push himself even deeper. His cock scraped every part of her pussy while her breasts rubbed against this chest. They kissed and fucked at the same time. Then he stopped thrusting, but she could still feel his cock pulsing inside her.
“How are you…?”
She couldn’t say anything else because she’d just had a climax. She had right? Never had one quite like that. His cock beat faster inside her. One climax, two, three, four, five…
“Oh my God, this isn’t for…”
She flopped backwards, falling down on her desk, her father’s desk, as Brady smiled over her, standing still, but letting is cock do all the work.
She flapped her arms about, seeing all the folders and books fly in different directions. Her nails scarred the wood finish as she dragged them over it. He began thrusting again, harder than was humanely possible.
She groaned, moaned, groaned and moaned again because it was all one big long orgasm. Her body shook. She was sure she was drooling, having a fit maybe. She slapped her arms out to the side, knocking the photo of her and her father onto the ground. The sound of glass shattering mixed with her groans.
Jenna glanced at Brady, he was covered in sweat and it looked almost like his blue eyes had turned brown. He panted and groaned and then even through the condom, she felt his release.
She sat up.
“That was pretty fantastic,” he said.
Jenna couldn’t agree more.
Chapter Four
Brady took off his pants and hopped into the shower. Despite the snow and cold, he’d been hot and sweaty on the ride home.
He’d fucked his first human and he’d liked it. Liked it a lot. Brady put his face under the stream of water. He felt like running as his bear half, but he had a business call to make and where the customer was located it was already mid-day. He’d run first thing in the morning.
Brady took the soap down from the shelf, lathered it and made circles over his body. He had decided one thing tonight, he hated condoms. Nothing like cock and pussy getting together, and nothing getting in each other’s way. One of the downsides to having sex with humans.
Jenna clearly had a good time, too, and when they’d parted out in the parking lot, there had been a strong indication that tonight’s fun wouldn’t be a one and only event.
While he definitely wasn’t in the market for a girlfriend or a relationship, and yes, he was a traditional shifter which meant when he did finally tie the knot, when being the key word, it would have to be to a fellow shifter.
He turned off the water, grabbed a towel, and began to dry off.
Sure lots of other shifters were now marrying outside their species. Not that he condemned them in any way. That was their business and their life. But he couldn’t see himself spending the rest of his life with a human as a mate. Far too complicated. Figuring out how to tell her he was part bear. Yeah, way too complicated and he liked things simple.
Brady glanced in the mirror. He was red in the face. Had been since he’d had sex. That pussy of hers had worn him out. So tight and so luscious. Maybe he’d taste it next time.
His cock came to life again.
“Down boy. You’ve had enough for one night.”
****
Jenna sat on her office chair and then rose again. Her pussy was sore. It been stretched to the max. It had, however, had the best time of its entire life.
She shook her head. She was beginning to think about her pussy being separate from the rest of her. Having a life and existence all its own. The files she’d knocked to the ground during her numerous orgasms still sat on the carpet around the desk. She hadn’t been in the right state of mind to stop and pick them up after they’d done the wild thing. She’d wanted to get home and reflect upon what she’d done. Jenna had felt guilty at first, but then realized she had nothing to feel regretful about. Life was short. She knew better than anyone. She had to indulge in things like she and Brady had, whenever she could.
Jenna grimaced as she got down on her hands and knees and began to gather the scattered papers. The broken picture frame. She’d have to buy a new one. Hopefully the photo wasn’t damaged and she could just slip it into the replacement one.
“What happened here?” Kym stood in the doorway.
“I opened the window and a gust of wind took everything off the desk,” said Jenna.
Wow, she’d thought of that in record time. Kym might wonder what she was doing opening a window at this time of the year, but luckily she didn’t.
“You need some help?” asked Kym.
“No, that’s fine.”
“At least let me get a garbage bag for that broken glass. Be careful not to cut yourself.”
Jenna stood and put the files back on her desk. It might take her the good part of the morning to get everything resorted and papers back in their correct files. Kym returned with the bag and held it open as Jenna carefully placed the shards inside.
“Jenna, your dad’s desk. It’s got some deep scratches on it.”
“Oh yeah, I think that happened when Dad had one of his hunting trophies sitting on it. That’s why I keep it covered most of the time.”
Even for a lawyer the twisted truths rolled far too easily off her tongue.
Jenna put the last of the folders on the desk. They weren’t especially heavy, but one of the desk legs gave way and the desk fell to one side.
“Holy cannoli, that wind must have been gale force,” said Kym.
Did she guess what I did on top of it? Is she playing along and messing with me?
“You want me to call a carpenter?” asked Kym.
“No, that’s fine. I can do it.” Jenna sat down and grimaced again.
“You okay?”
“I’m fine. I think I have hemorrhoids so I might sit on a cushion for the rest of the day.”
****
At lunchtime Brady thought about calling Jenna but stopped himself. If he did that then it would seem like they were dating. He was, however, curious if she got his gift. No, not a romantic gesture, but replacement underwear for the ones he’d ruined.
Well, not exact replacements. He’d gone ahead and purchased something much better. At least from his point of view. A touch selfish, but that’s sometimes what he had to be.
He tapped his fingers on his desk. He’d also had an invitation placed inside the delivery.
It wasn’t exactly asking her out, but it made perfect sense. She’d be attending Ash and Chloe’s adoption party for Sophie, and he would be, too. It seemed logical for them to ride together.
He picked
up his phone, itching to call her to see if she’d accept his invitation. No, he wouldn’t do it. He’d learned at least one thing in business. When he wanted someone to do something, it was in his best interest to make him or her come to him, and not the other way around.
****
“This just arrived for you,” said Kym, carrying in a box wrapped in floral paper. “Have we missed your birthday or something?”
“Nope, already had one of those this year.”
“There’s a card on the top.”
Kym placed it on Jenna’s desk which was propped up with two telephone directories.
Intrigued, Jenna slid the card out from under the fold of the paper. Her name was written on it, but she didn’t recognize the penmanship.
Kym stood in the doorway. “Secret admirer?” she asked.
Jenna opened the envelope and read the card inside.
Jenna, I’m a man of my word. I said I’d buy you new underwear to compensate you for the ones I ripped. Hope you like these, because I certainly do.
In fact, I’d like to extend the invitation to accompany me to Sophie’s adoption party this weekend and would be happy for you to wear some of the items you’ll find in this box-B.
She didn’t want Kym to see what was in the box, so she thought of some way to get her out of the room.
“Now I remember. I ordered some new law books and they’ve finally arrived.”
“Really? The box felt so light when I carried it in. A private courier delivered it.”
“Yeah, card says this is them.”
“Guess there’s nothing really exciting to see then,” she said and walked away.
Jenna got up, grimacing again as she did so, and walked to the door and closed it.
She was curious what Brady had picked for her. Yesterday she hadn’t worn her fanciest of undies because she hadn’t expected or planned for her to do the wild thing with her client.
Jenna tore the paper off the box and opened it. There sat three pairs of black lace panties together with fishnet stockings and a red garter belt. She’d never worn stockings or a garter belt before. She fingered them, and then lifted them up and held them to her body.
They looked like they were going to be the perfect fit. He had a good eye for sizes. Guess he’d taken a good look at her body. It had all happened so quickly that she couldn’t believe he’d had chance to.
So he wanted her to wear them and accompany him to the party? She was going anyway, so she supposed it wouldn’t hurt. She could hardly tell herself not to mix business with pleasure after what had happened the night before. With pleasure being the key word.
Jenna glanced at the desk. She sat and fingered the undies as she picked up her phone and dialed his number.
Two rings and then…
“Brady Walsh speaking.”
“Hi B, it’s J.”
He laughed. “I take it you received my token of apology for ripping those panties of yours.”
“These are quite beautiful,” she said, fingering them again.
“Glad you like them.”
“And yes, you can be my escort for the party.”
“Great. How about I come by and pick you up around six thirty? You’ll have to tell me where you live.”
“It’s 598 Butterfield Lane.”
“I should be able to find that. And will you be wearing your gift?”
“I haven’t decided yet.”
“I’m not the sort of man who likes to be disappointed.”
“No, but the weather forecast says cold and snow Saturday night.”
“I’ve got ways to keep you warm.”
“I’m sure you do.”
He laughed again. “I have to go because I have another meeting in Missoula, but I’ll see you Saturday night.”
Jenna put the phone down, wondering what he did in Missoula to go there so often.
Chapter Five
Brady’s thighs still ached. Abby had given him quite the workout. She had an energy he’d never seen in a shifter before. He knew she was hinting to be his date for Ash and Chloe’s upcoming wedding. She had, after all, been his guest at Liam and Lucy’s, but he was keeping his options open. He looked at the invitation that sat on his desk at his home. He’d sent an RSVP for two. He’d like to ask Jenna, but she might get the wrong idea. Might get it into her head, as all females did, that they were dating. Brady hadn’t done that for a long time. Not since he’d gotten his heart broken, trampled on, and destroyed. And after six months of feeling sorry for himself, he’d decided it hadn’t been such a bad thing to happen. In his misery and inability to sleep, he’d worked harder, and been more focused than ever before. He’d been more successful, too, and yes, earned himself a fortune in the process.
Seeing the numbers on his bank account increase daily had made him realize having a woman in his life had actually held him back. Since then, he’d never really dated again. He had sex often, because what shifter could go without that? However, he’d always made it clear to whoever he fucked that it was a pleasure-only pursuit. If he ever felt they were starting to get the gooey feeling of romance or even broody when their mating cycle grew closer, he said goodbye to them.
Brady brushed his hair back. Jenna’s place was about a thirty minute drive, so he had to get a move on. He put his coat on and pulled on his gloves. She’d been right about the weather forecast. A wind had picked up late afternoon, dropping the temperature by a good twenty degrees. He walked through the kitchen and out into the garage. As he opened the door, a swirl of snow made its way inside.
If he was any judge, it was going to be a frigid night. Something warm to drink and a hot female in his bed were what he needed. He got in the car and backed out. He closed the garage door and turned on the CD player.
Snow fell in front of the highlights. Luckily for him, he had four wheel drive because he’d chosen to live out of town and up in the northern mountain area. Glacier National Park wasn’t far away and neither were the condo and houses Walsh Enterprises was building. Well, they were until the officials stepped in and halted work. The area in question was now to his left. It was going to be beautiful. Ash and Chloe didn’t know that he was gifting them one of the houses. Not a condo like Ash had placed a deposit on, but a house and yard where Sophie would be able to play. His spirit child. It was an honor for a shifter to be chosen as Spirit Guardian. He’d never been asked before, and he’d accepted without hesitation. Ash and Chloe would be able to take good care of Sophie, but nevertheless, Brady was going to see that she never wanted for anything. Both Ash and Chloe had agreed that Sophie should be raised as a shifter, and not a human, and that made him more than happy. He’d fallen for the little girl the first time he’d seen her at the Starlight Café. His ringing phone had woken her and made her cry.
He turned onto the main road and decided to call Jenna to let her know he should be with her in about ten minutes.
“Call Jenna Paxton,” he said, pressing the button on his steering wheel.
“Hi Brady Walsh,” she said.
Sometimes he hated caller ID. There were no more surprises left in the world.
“Just to let you know, I’m just approaching Kalispell and will be with you in eight minutes.”
“Eight minutes. Not five or ten, but eight,” she said.
He smiled. He received a lot of sarcasm about his perfectionism.
“It’s five minutes now, and I suppose I could keep talking until I get to your door.”
“No, you can’t. I have to finish putting my make-up on. I’m not as punctual as you are and I’m running late.”
“I’ll let you go then. I hope you’re wearing the garter belt and stockings.”
“Guess you’ll have to wait and see.”
Brady pressed the button to end the call. He was suddenly hard just mentioning those items of clothing. Were they clothing or underwear? Either way, his pulse raced and blood rushed to his dick.
****
Jenna didn’t real
ly want to get out of Brady’s car. It was warm and the leather seats were heated. He’d turned them on before she’d even gotten in. The music had been dreamy. His aftershave clung to the air. However, they had a party to go to and hopefully inside the venue would be just as warm and snuggly as the vehicle.
Brady opened the door for her. She exited, regretting that she’d done exactly what he’d asked and gone ahead and worn the garter belt and stockings. A cold draft traveled up underneath her dress. She hoped the pay-off would be good. Sex with Brady had been off the charts and she wanted some more. Hopefully she’d be rewarded at some point tonight.
She’d never been to The Lodge before. It was a beautiful setting with the snow falling and the exterior lights twinkling. In the spring and summer it was probably even more spectacular with the lake close by. Perfect for an outdoor wedding. If one was thinking of that sort of thing.
Brady put his hand on the small of her back and guided her toward the front entrance. He opened the door back and lots of people were already inside milling about talking and drinking.
“Guess you don’t know anyone besides Ash and Chloe,” said Brady.
“No, but they must have lots of friends and family,” said Jenna. She’d never seen so many people packed into a place.
“Yes, we’re a large community.”
“Community.”
“Well, that’s how we like to think of ourselves,” he added. “We’re very close knit and look after one another. Come on, let’s get some drinks and I’ll start introducing you.”
Jenna saw Ash and then spotted Chloe holding Sophie who was dressed in a pink dress with matching leggings.
Ash waved and took Chloe’s arm as they headed their way.
“Look at how Sophie’s grown,” said Jenna.
“Oh yeah, she’s growing by leaps and bounds,” said Chloe.
Brady tickled her under the chin which made the baby girl giggle.
“Is someone getting a tooth?” asked Brady.
“Yep, first one and she lets us know about it,” said Ash.
“I’m so happy that she’s finally yours,” said Jenna.
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