Janna's Werewolf

by Fawn Lowery

  “You’re quite the man,” she murmured, stroking his long shaft with her fingers.

  He chuckled softly and unzipped her skirt. It fell in a soft heap at her ankles and she stepped out of it willingly. He pushed her pantyhose off her hips, grazing her skin with his fingers as he worked the tight nylon fabric down the length of her legs.

  She could feel his gaze on her legs, hot, lusty, wanting. She drew in an excited breath, knowing the fulfillment lying in store for her at his hands. She kicked off her shoes and allowed him to pull her hose off her toes. His palms deliberately brushed against her insteps, causing her to jump slightly.

  “My feet are ticklish, silly!”

  “Really? We’ll have to do something about that.” His voice held a promise and for an instant Janna wondered who this incredibly handsome man really was—or how she had managed to cross paths with him. Pushing aside the wonderings, she confessed that she was glad she had met him, glad she had been sent to cover the tennis match—regardless of her lack of knowledge on the sport. Had it not been for Elmer McCoy—

  “Rick!”

  He had gathered her stocking off her left foot and tossed it aside, but he hadn’t released her foot. Instead, his thumb was busily rubbing a tiny circle on the ball of her foot, sending a totally new battery of sensations traveling through her body.

  “I told you I’m ticklish!” She pulled her foot from his grasp and wrapped her arms around his bare waist. “It’s my turn to pleasure you.”

  She dropped to her knees suddenly, and wrapped one hand around his hard shaft. Glancing up at him, she stuck out her tongue and touched the round head, causing him to draw in a sharp breath.

  “Oh, babe!”

  In the next instant he wound both hands in her hair, clenching his fists in the golden locks; he held her head at his crotch.

  I’m not the first to do this to him.

  With that thought in mind, she decided to give him the best blowjob he had ever had. She began to suck, drawing his hard flesh into her mouth as far as she could and still be able to breathe. She cupped his hairy balls in her other hand, gently stroking the orbs as they filled her palm.

  His audible gasp of pleasure echoed around their naked bodies. He braced his feet apart, the muscles in his powerful legs tensing and releasing as he began to move his hips against the hot force of Janna’s mouth. He flexed his clasped fists, pulling her face into the dark blond bush surrounding his massive cock.

  Janna caressed the hairy orbs in her palm, gently squeezed and released, circled their circumference with the ball of her thumb. She sucked his shaft to the back of her mouth and played along its hot length with the tip of her tongue. She was keenly aware of his growing arousal; he was jabbing himself inside her mouth with an increased vigor. Orgasm was growing close for him.

  She sucked him in deep, then pulled back slowly, almost spitting out the bulbous head of his cock, making him shiver and knot his fists in her hair. Then she pulled him back into her mouth, felt the warm shaft glide along her tongue and poke the back of her throat.

  She wrapped the fingers of her left hand around the base of his shaft and pulled her head back. His cock was engorged to the point of leaking seminal fluid. She tasted his juice on her tongue and felt the shivers of desire rage inside her body. She wanted him to cum in her mouth—to enjoy what she was giving to him. She felt safe in his presence and wanted to thank him for being there for her.

  He let out a loud bellow suddenly.

  “Baby, I’m coming!”

  His hands tightened in her hair, forcing her head forward against his abdomen as he began fiercely jabbing himself into her mouth.

  Janna steadied her body in front of him, bracing her knees a little further apart because of his lunging thrusts into her mouth. She moved her hand from his balls and trailed her fingers down the inside of his thigh. His muscles tensed at her touch, flexed and knotted. She raised her hand to his buttocks and felt the muscles grow taut, resembling warm steel beneath her palm.

  She drew in a long breath. His body was magnificent, muscular and well toned to the point of resembling an Adonis. She shivered in utter lust.

  He clenched his fingers in her hair nearly causing her pain and suddenly released his load of semen, spurting the hot stream down the back of her throat as he ground his crotch against her mouth.

  The hot stream shot uninhibited down her throat as he jabbed furiously at her mouth. She barely had time to mentally ready herself before it began, a heated stream that seemed to continue and continue until she wondered if she could last through the assault of his climax. He was utterly wild with passion. His head lolled back on his shoulders, his knees were bent, his pelvis thrust forward, his hips hunched wildly at Janna’s mouth—

  Momentarily he slowed his movements against her mouth, became very tender toward her head. He unclasped his fists and caressed her hair, pulling back slightly as he gazed down at her.

  “That was the best blow job I ever had, babe!”

  Good!

  She raised one hand and caressed his buttocks. He relaxed his knotted muscles but his flesh still felt firm because of the well-toned muscles lying beneath his skin. Years of athletics had given him a magnificent body. Janna ran her hands across his lower back and ventured down either leg, feeling the warmth beneath the hair-roughened skin.

  He milked his cock, gently holding her head cradled in his palms. Janna swallowed his semen, even the last small spurts that drained. A white drop inched to her lower lip as he moved back and forth, feeling her hot mouth for a few seconds longer before completely pulling his cock out. He moaned softly as he slid along the inside of her mouth.

  She was burning with desire—the need for him inside her was almost unexplainable. But he was soft, limp and unable to satisfy her immediately. She stifled the shiver of lust that threatened her spine. She’d just have to make him hard again. The thought of more foreplay made her feel almost giddy.

  He released her head and dropped to his knees before her. Pulling her into his arms, he kissed her with wild abandon. Pulling his mouth away, he rained tiny kisses across her cheeks, making her close her eyes as he brushed his lips across her eyelids. He worked his way across her cheeks to her mouth again and pressed his lips to hers.

  Suddenly he pulled his mouth away and gazed down at her.

  “Now, about those ticklish feet.”

  Chapter Twelve

  “Rick! No!”

  He wrestled her to the floor, his hands grabbing at her feet.

  “Stop! I’m ticklish!”

  “It’s been a while since I sucked toes—“

  Janna halted her movements on the floor.

  Was he serious?

  His hands caught her calves and pulled her body across the floor, her bare butt sliding across the carpet, while she tried to grab hold of a nearby table to halt her self. He was stronger than she, and soon she was stretched out prone on the floor. He got to his knees and then stood up, pulling her to her feet. He hefted her into his arms and strode to the bed in the room. Giving her a quick peck on the left cheek, he gave her a quick toss into the middle of the bed.

  Janna yelped out loud and landed in the middle of the bed with Rick jumping on top of her. He caught her by both wrists and levered her arms up over her head. Pinning her wrists with one hand, he reached his other hand into the drawer on the nightstand near the bed.

  The length of red silk he extracted from the drawer caused Janna to giggle.

  “You’re not serious!”

  “Yeah. I’m going to tie you up and have my way with you.” He smiled a crooked grin at her as he secured her hands to the head of the bed. “You will cooperate, won’t you?”

  She giggled again and relaxed a bit.

  “I had a dream that you tied me up and—“

  He raised an eyebrow at her, pausing his hands on her wrists while he waited for her to finish speaking.

  She let out a long breath. “But that was just a dream, Rick. I never envision
ed you were into kinky stuff like bondage and—“

  “Bondage is good, babe.” He gave her a wink.

  Janna had little choice in the matter. Her hands were tied to the head of the bed quite securely and before she could fully realize the extent of Rick’s intent, he had her ankles secured to either side of the bed as well. She laid there, spread eagle, at his mercy. She stared at him, curiosity filling her mind.

  He climbed on top of her, pressing his chest to her bare breasts. He lowered his head and kissed her lips, licking at the pink softness with his tongue before pushing himself upward. He began to kiss her breasts, softly, and sensually. He pulled each of her nipples into his mouth and sucked on them thoughtfully, making her moan with arousal.

  Janna wiggled her buttocks against the bed. His tongue was hot and wet on her sensitive nipples and every time he sucked, she felt the pull of want in her crotch. Hot passion licked along her nerve endings, arousing and stimulating her need for him.

  He moved his mouth to her flat abdomen and poked his tongue into the small indention of her navel, making her shiver. He played across her flesh, tasting, kissing and licking. He worked his way down her body, leaving traces of wetness on her satiny skin as he progressed.

  Janna could hardly wait until he reached her crotch—she was on fire to feel his mouth on her sensitive tissues, to have him suck her clitoris into his hot mouth and tickle it with his tongue. She pulled in a long breath and closed her eyes, giving her senses over to the erotic play he was subjecting her to.

  She pulled against her restraints, aroused further by the knowledge that she could do nothing about what he was doing to her—had no control over how he touched her, or when and where. The feeling of being at his mercy was almost overpowering. She felt stimulated in a whole new way—a way that intrigued her to the point of total abandon.

  “Rick, take me now.” She pleaded, straining against her bonds. She arched her back and strained upward, needing his mouth to lower to her crotch. “Suck me, babe. I’m on fire.”

  He chuckled softly and raised his head to look at her. “Needing a little release, are you?”

  “Fuck me, please.”

  When he didn’t immediately obey her command, she opened her eyes and looked down at him. There was a teasing look wreathing his face as he paused for a moment, then he returned his mouth to her abdomen as though openly refusing her.

  He began to kiss her belly while his hands slid along the satiny skin of her inner thighs. “One thing about bondage, babe, you have nothing to say about what I do to you.”

  She stared down at him, watching his blond head as he skimmed his mouth along her thigh.

  “Do I have to beg to be fucked?” Her tone held an aroused tone that brought his head up.

  She smiled slightly and arched her back, pushing her crotch at his face.

  “Please, please fuck me, Rick. I want to feel your hard cock sliding inside me—I need to feel your rock hard shaft lunging inside my sensitive passage—How’s that?”

  “Beautiful.”

  He moved suddenly, surprising her as he levered himself off the bed to stand beside her prone body. He turned his gaze to her bound ankles.

  A shiver of uncontrollable lust shook Janna’s body.

  No! He wasn’t actually thinking of touching her feet!

  “Don’t you dare!” she warned.

  He gave her a wink and ran his hand down his flat belly. Clasping his semi-rigid cock, he wagged it at her. “Sucking toes really makes me hard, babe.”

  Janna pulled in a quick breath and tried to pull her feet free of their ties, only to make the binding silk snugger around her ankles. A shiver of expectancy raced around inside her body.

  She stared at Rick with wide eyes as he totally ignored her warning. He crouched at the end of the bed, his eyes roving over her bound feet. He raised one hand and caressed her ankle with his fingertips, nearly sending her into orbit!

  “I can’t stand to have my feet touched!”

  He reached for one silk tie and pulled its end free, wrapping it around his hand so he could pull her foot to his mouth. He poked out his tongue and licked the delicate bones at her ankle while he stroked her instep with the ball of his thumb.

  Janna jerked her leg, trying to pull free of his grasp.

  He held her steady and licked the top of her foot, tracing his tongue along the slim incline to her red polished toenails.

  “Relax, babe.”

  His tongue was hot and wet and for the life of her, she couldn’t describe the sudden battery of emotions that streaked unabashedly through her insides. She held her breath and gazed down at him as he licked and massaged her foot, then drew in a sharp breath when he pulled her big toe into his mouth.

  He sucked on her toe, playing with the end of it with his tongue. He bit playfully on it, smiling slightly around the mouthful as he turned his gaze on her face. He moved his hand to the ball of her foot and slid his fingers between her remaining toes, pushing them apart so he could pull each one individually into his hot mouth.

  She watched him with growing interest. So far he hadn’t tickled her once—only made her have a battery of sensations she was unfamiliar with. She relaxed her leg, giving her foot over to him completely. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the newness of his play.

  He sucked each of her toes, tasting and licking the small appendages. His hands were warm and gentle and caressed her from instep to heel, then back again. He gently massaged along her ankle and up to her calf. Returning his mouth to her toes, he pulled them all in his mouth at the same time.

  Janna strained against her bindings as the new sensations curled her belly. A wave of sensations blanketed her senses, spilling along her limbs with hot want.

  “Rick,” she whispered.

  She could see his cock standing up in his crotch—knew he was fully aroused. There was arousal on his features, sweat dotted on his forehead. She didn’t fully understand his arousal at sucking her toes—but the effect it was having on him was to her benefit. She smiled at the thought.

  “Rick, will you fuck me now?”

  Her breath was coming in short gasps. She had creamed between her legs. Her nipples were tight little clusters that ached with arousal. Her foot was wet from his mouth and her skin was tingling with awareness of his caressing.

  Suddenly, he turned his attention to her other foot. Releasing the binding tie, he brought it to his mouth. Moaning in his throat, he held both her feet to his mouth, lathing them with his tongue. He stroked her insteps, then her toes, pulling each big toe into his mouth and biting playfully on them. He sucked her pinkies in, nipping and sucking each in turn.

  He let out a long sigh and suddenly parted her legs, positioning one over each shoulder. He moved to his knees and clasped her buttocks in either hand. He lunged into her body, pushing inside quickly and yelling out loud with his entry. He began to move, thrusting deeply and pinning her body against the bed.

  Janna sucked in a quick breath. His size still caught her off guard. He was so big and now with the arousal he was experiencing from sucking her toes—he seemed enormous, steel hard and jabbing into her with the force of a machine out of control.

  He feels wonderful!

  She bucked her hips, arching her body into his hard lunges, taking his cock deep inside her passage. She savored the feel of his heat as his cock slid along the sensitive sides of her cave, stroking her to orgasm.

  It began for her, the tingling onset of orgasm. She sucked in a quick breath and moved her hips faster, arching her back and pushing against Rick’s shoulders with her thighs as the sensations spiraled through her body in hot waves of ecstasy.

  Rick bellowed his climax into the quiet of the room as it came upon him. He rammed inside her harder than before, pushing against her crotch and squeezing her buttocks in his hands. He exploded inside her, then, just as quickly, collapsed on top of her, his breathing ragged.

  Janna felt the heat of his body meld with her own as he lay atop her, his
heart hammering in rhythm with hers. She had the urge to wrap her arms around him and hold him tightly to her, never letting him go—but she was still tied to the head of the bed. He lay between her spread thighs, his cock inside her, his face nestled into the side of her neck. Momentarily she felt his lips move against her flesh as he kissed her softly.

  “Was it as good for you, as it was for me?”

  Janna giggled at his words.

  He raised his head and looked down into her face.

  “I like you tied up—maybe I’ll just keep you here, tied to the bed. That way, you’ll always be available when I get the urge to fuck.”

  He was teasing, but his words brought the reality of the moment back to Janna’s mind. She had come to him because she was scared of the man posing as Nick Austin. Suddenly the battery of erotic sensations waned from her body. She stared up into Rick’s face, worry showing in her eyes.

  “Don’t worry.”

  It was as if he had read her mind, she realized, when she saw the look of reassurance on his face.

  He sensed my fright.

  She lay still while Rick rolled off her and untied her hands. As he released the binding silk scarves from her wrists, he kissed the tender flesh lying beneath. Gently he stroked her arms and kissed her fingertips before turning her hands loose completely.

  “You made me forget why I came to you,” she said.

  He faked a shocked look. “You mean you didn’t come here to fuck?”

  She giggled and shook her head as she inched to the side of the bed and sat up. “I need a plan, Rick. I need a plan to deal with that rogue werewolf that’s here to kill me.”

  His hands were on her shoulders suddenly, moving her long hair aside and kneading her taut muscles. She relaxed against his stroking, savoring the massaging movements of his expert fingers. It was too early in the day for a headache—but she felt one coming on.