Second Blood: A Reverse Harem Tale (Lovin' the Coven Book 2)

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by Jacquelyn Faye


  "Hmm. I might. But then again, I might not…"

  "You're evil."

  "But fun at parties."

  I chuckled. "Well, I'm sure he doesn't mind."

  I sat back in my seat and took another sip of coke. I hoped the waitress hurried with the food, I was actually hungry. I gasped when Jimmy reach down and slowly dragged the hem of my dress up a little higher.

  "Spread your legs."

  "Did you forget we are having dinner with your mother?"

  "She can't see. Shh. Here she comes."

  Mrs. Duncan slid back into the booth. "Well, that's better."

  "Welcome back," I said sweetly and tried to ignore Jimmy pulling my left leg closer to him. I gave up and let him have his way, but not daring to look in Chief's direction.

  "Thank you, dear. So, what did I miss?"

  "Just your son, being your son."

  "That bad, huh?"

  "Nah. Jimmy is sweet. A little on the strange side, but I like that about him."

  "I will say, Dot. You aren't at all what I was expecting."

  "In what way?" I said, truly curious. Jimmy's hand began rubbing the inside of my thigh before stopping. His fingers began caressing the soft flesh instead, slowly dragging up and down. I truly didn't mean to, but I happened to glance up at Chief. He had completely forgotten his meal and was openly staring. I got the shock of my life when I realized how much it was turning me on.

  "Honestly, he described you as some sort of goddess."

  I snorted. "That couldn't be farther from the truth."

  "Not that I disagree with him, you are quite beautiful. But you have this down to earth feel about you, too."

  "Aww. Thank you, Mrs. Duncan," I said and meant it. For all his complaining, she was very sweet. "Usually people just tell me I'm scary."

  "I can see that, too," she said with a wink. "But, please, call me Peggy."

  "All right. If you insist."

  Jimmy's fingers slid closer to the front of my panties. If he thought he was going to touch me there with his mother at the table, I was going to break his fingers.

  Luckily, he stopped short, putting his head on his other hand and talking to his mother. "She really can be. You should see her when she's angry."

  "I can imagine."

  I ignored the irony of his statement and looked back over at Chief. He was feasting on the view, still. I couldn't stop myself. I shifted in my seat again, turning a little more toward him and opening my legs a little bit more as I leaned against Jimmy's shoulder. His hand didn't stop teasing me, either. In fact, I think he knew what I was doing and got a tad bit bolder. Not sticking his fingers in my panties, but "accidentally" bumping into them with his pinky.

  The waitress brought our food, unfortunately.

  "Well, it certainly looks delicious." Peggy said grudgingly.

  I nodded at her steak. "I had that the last time I was here. I think you'll be impressed."

  I grabbed my knife and fork and cut a piece off my prime rib. I'd thought the porterhouse was tender, the rib was heaven. I closed my eyes and chewed. "Wow."

  "Yeah. Their prime rib is tough to beat. Want to try it, Mom?"

  "Cut me off a little piece."

  I finished chewing and opened my eyes. Chief had been watching me with a little smile on his face. I gave him a little wink and mixed the butter into my potato, pouring a half a ton of salt onto it and a bit more on my meat. Jimmy's elbow bumped into me as he cut his.

  "Sorry, sweetie," I said and scooted over, giving him a little bit more room.

  "No worries, hon," he said and grinned at me.

  "You two are just too cute. Stop it. I'm trying to eat."

  I gave Peggy a little chuckle and took another bite. I seriously wanted to groan. It was that good. Chief had resumed eating his steak, only casually glancing my way. I knew because I'd been watching him from the corner of my eye.

  Jimmy must have too because he paused eating, said something to his mother and put his hand on my leg, again. He nudged me to open them and then picked his fork back up. I got the hint. He wanted me to continue my show. Jimmy had certainly come out of his shell.

  I figured, what the hell. It wasn't anything Chief hadn't seen before. He didn't seem to mind watching, either. I shifted in my seat, pretending to rearrange myself as I lifted my dress a tad higher, nothing obscene, but just enough. Taking another bite of food, I lifted my eyes and they met Chief's. He narrowed his eyes and they didn't leave mine. I slowly opened my legs and watched his expression. His eyes flickered down, and his eyebrow lifted. He knew I had to be doing it on purpose.

  I continued eating, slowly opening and closing them the entire time. When I finished, I pushed my plate forward a little and scooted back toward Jimmy. We were done, but his mother was still working on her meal. I didn't know if she was going to finish or not.

  "She's got a healthy appetite," she said as she took another piece of steak.

  "Yeah. I eat a lot. Everybody teases me about it."

  "Well, as long as it doesn't go straight to your ass, enjoy it."

  "I do."

  She chuckled. "I think I'm about done. That was very good, I'm impressed."

  Chief got up from his booth, finished with his meal. He strolled past us, muttering an, "Evening, folks."

  "Hey, Chief."

  He didn't stop to chat, just kept walking. I couldn't tell if he was upset or not. I'd find out later, I'm sure. He wasn't exactly a hold it in kind of person.

  The waitress stopped by our table again. "Can I get you folks any dessert?"

  "No, thank you. I think we're stuffed." Jimmy paused to shoot me a quick glance, but I shook my head. I was stuffed. She picked up our plates and ran them back to the kitchen, returning quickly with our check. Jimmy reached for it, but I snagged it.

  "Hey, I asked you to dinner," he protested.

  "And I accepted and paid. Suck it up."

  I slipped my bank card into the leather holder with the check, setting it on the edge of the table for the waitress to pick it up.

  "I like her. You better keep her."

  "I think it's more of a question of her keeping me."

  "What?" Jimmy's answer kind of struck me as sad. "Why wouldn't I?"

  "It was a joke, Dot."

  "Okay. But don't make jokes like that."

  "Men. Always so insecure."

  "I know right?" I nodded at Peggy.

  "I am not! Dot is just…"

  "Oh, would you take me off the damn pedestal already. It's getting kind of annoying."

  "Now you two are just ganging up on me."

  "Of course, we are. You have a penis and are our mortal enemy."

  He squeezed my knee and I jumped. "You deserved that."

  "I might have," I said and smiled after I stopped squirming. I signed the bill and we headed out after grabbing our coats. "How long will you be in town, Peggy?"

  "I'm leaving in the morning. I just flew in to check on this dolt. He told me he was in the hospital. Just had to see him with my own eyes."

  "Yeah. Mine did the same thing when my car blew up."

  Jimmy squeezed my hand and coughed.

  "Your car…blew up?"

  "Yeah. Defect with the gas tank. Luckily, the airbags deployed and shielded me from most of it. Magic took care of the rest."

  "Oh. Okay. I'm glad you weren't hurt."

  "Here's the keys, Mom. I'm going to say goodnight to Dot. Be there in minute."

  "Okay, Junior."

  "Junior?"

  "No. Don't ever," he told me very seriously.

  "Well, g'night, Dot. Thanks for a wonderful dinner."

  "It was nice meeting you, Peggy. Hope to see you again soon."

  "I'll be back for Christmas. Big Jim, too."

  I assumed Big Jim was Jimmy's father, hence the Junior. I tried not to chuckle as she gave me a quick hug and wandered toward the truck.

  Jimmy took his turn and wrapped me in his arms, giving me a solid kiss that warmed me m
ore than the jacket. He didn't let go either. "Did you like that?"

  "Meeting your mother? Yes. She was very sweet."

  "You know damn well what I'm talking about, Dot." He laughed, and I felt it more in his chest than heard it.

  "You showing me to Chief? Very much so. You should be more concerned if he liked it."

  "I'm sure he enjoyed the view."

  "Not what I'm talking about. I meant more of you showing me off."

  "Oh. Was he mad?"

  "I'm not sure, but I'll let you know. I'm sure I'll hear about it either way."

  "Please do." He chuckled again.

  "Go. Mama's waitin', Junior."

  "Oh, no. Please don't," he whined.

  "Okay. I won't. Unless you piss me off."

  "Deal. See you tomorrow?"

  "I have no plans. Want to come over for dinner?"

  "Okay, but I get to buy this time. Chinese?"

  "Sounds good." I lifted myself up on my toes and kissed him again.

  "And thanks for going with us tonight. It meant a lot to me," he added before pulling away and heading toward his truck.

  I watched him walk away and couldn't help the smile that crawled up from my heart and settled on my face. Jimmy might be full of quirks, but I could honestly say there wasn't a minute spent with him that I didn't enjoy. He even brought me coffee when I needed it.

  CHAPTER 5

  I shouldn't have been surprised to see Chief's Jeep in my driveway, but I was. Apprehensively, I pulled into the spot next to him and killed the engine. I sat there for a full minute before finally building up enough courage to go inside.

  He was sitting on my couch, drinking a beer and watching sports highlights on the television. He didn't have the sound on and I'm not sure he was actually watching.

  "Hey, Bill."

  "Dot."

  Tossing my jacket on the rack, I headed to the kitchen. I'd pledged to never drink again too soon. I needed something to take the edge off the anxiety that had been building in my chest since dinner. Grabbing one out of the fridge, I cooled it off and popped the top, taking a long swig before plopping down on the loveseat across from him.

  "Whatcha up to?"

  "Having a beer."

  "Josie home?"

  "In her room."

  "Candace at work?"

  "Yup."

  "You pissed?"

  "A little."

  I sighed, grateful to get to the point.

  "I'm sorry."

  He kind of gave me a shocked look. "Look. I don't mind that you're also dating Jimmy, we've been over that. I wouldn't even have minded seeing you out on a date, I should expect that. It is a small town, but…"

  "We went overboard."

  "Yes. But nice panties, by the way."

  "I'm sorry."

  "I know it was just Jimmy flaunting you off to me to grind my gears, but…"

  If this was going to work, I needed to be honest with him. "That's not it."

  "What isn't?"

  "He didn't do it to make you mad."

  "Why the hell would he flip up your skirt then?"

  "To turn you on. Jimmy…likes that I'm seeing you. It kind of does it for him, if you know what I mean."

  "What?"

  "Lady Light, Chief. Do I have to spell it out?"

  "Apparently…"

  "Jimmy gets turned on not being the only man in my life."

  "What? Why?"

  "Why do people get turned on by feet? Or nuns? Nobody knows. People like what they like, and Jimmy likes me seeing other guys. Namely you. He didn't do it to make you mad, he was being…nice?"

  "And how do you feel about it?"

  I shrugged my shoulders.

  "Be honest."

  "It turns me on, too."

  "Really?"

  I shrugged again.

  "Why, or more specifically, what turns you on about it?"

  "A few things. I like both you and Jimmy a lot. If I had to choose one of you, I don't think I could. But, I also like the fact that me fooling around with you excites him. I guess I'm weird, too."

  "I didn't say you were weird. Jimmy, maybe. I don't mind you fooling around with him, but I try not to think about it, either. It makes me growly if I do."

  "Why?"

  "I don't know. I know I don't have a right to be, but I am. Must be a caveman thing."

  "Want to know something else?"

  "I don't know, do I?"

  I nodded my head and lifted my knees, letting my dress slip down my thighs. "It also turns me on that you get growly thinking of me with Jimmy…"

  Chief's eyes fixated on the front of my panties. "Does teasing me turn you on?"

  "Very much…"

  That was all it took, he stood, walked around the coffee table and knelt in front of me, gently kissing the front of my panties. "You smell amazing."

  "Guys are weird."

  "Why?" He looked up at me.

  "Some like the taste, some like the smell, some like both."

  "I'm a both kind of guy." He lightly ran his tongue up the front of them, pushing the gusset into my lips. I sighed and lay back, letting him take the reins.

  He pulled his face back and lightly ran his knuckles over me, causing me to quiver. "Is there anything else that turns you on?"

  I thought about it. Thought about how I felt in the restaurant. Thought about how I felt when Dennis had been listening to Jimmy and I fool around. "Apparently, I like to be watched."

  "How?" He switched from knuckles to finger and ran it over my panties, swirling through the wetness that had already collected. I had a feeling they were going to get much worse.

  "You watching me as Jimmy caressed my thigh. Dennis listening to Jimmy and I fool around… I didn't know I liked an audience until recently. Hell, it even turned me on when Josie burst into my bedroom on us the other morning."

  He pulled the front of my panties to the side and ran his tongue over me. I gasped and grabbed a fistful of cushion as I fought not to scream.

  "Lady Light, you taste amazing." He went down on me fervently, parting my lips and using his tongue to lap every bit of wetness away. "What else?"

  "Jimmy asked what you and I had done. I told him about the other morning… Oh, my goddess. That. Yes."

  "Did you tell him?" He asked as he used his fingers to push back my hood, exposing my most sensitive part as he lightly ran the length of his tongue gently across it and then used the tip to rub the flesh around it.

  "You're going to make me come."

  "That's the plan."

  "Yes. Yes, I told him. I told him every little detail. I told him how I helped you jerk your cock. I told him about grinding my pussy against your leg. I told him how we came…"

  His tongue dove inside me. I squealed as the beginnings of my orgasm rushed up from the very hole he was diving in. My hips began to grind me against his face as he pulled me against him.

  "Fuck, fuck, fuck," was all I could breathlessly moan. My head lifted from the back of the couch to watch him. I wanted to see his face as I came, buried in me.

  I almost gasped when I saw Josie standing in the kitchen with a hungry in her eyes. When she saw me looking at her, she blushed and tiptoed quietly into her room.

  I hadn't been lying to him when I said it turned me on when Josie burst in my room. Her standing there, watching Chief go down on me, caused a shudder to well up inside me as my orgasm peaked…

  "Fuuuuck," I moaned as it raced through me, my hips heaving involuntarily as I curled upward and shuddered, unable to breathe or see as I convulsed. Through it all, Chief had never let me go and let me slowly come down from the high wracking every nerve in my body. He pulled his tongue out and I spasmed as I fought to control my breathing. Quivering as my orgasm threatened to return.

  Chief crawled up me and kissed me. He had unceremoniously wiped his face off first, for which I was grateful, but I could still smell me on his lips. His kiss was tender and grateful. "That was amazing."

  "Ye
s, you were. Thank you."

  "My pleasure."

  "No. Pretty sure it was mine."

  His laugh sent more shivers through me. He really needed to stop, I didn't know how much more I could take. Finally, he pulled away, sitting back down on the couch. He was straining against his jeans, bulging the material over his thigh.

  I wanted to pull it out and take it inside me, I really did. But, I wasn't ready yet. He was more than special to me, but deep down, that would have made it too real. I'd just admitted earlier, that Jimmy was my boyfriend. It might take a while for me to admit it again, and I think he knew that as he didn't seem to be expecting anything more. I couldn't leave him like that, though.

  "Take your jeans off."

  "Pardon?"

  "You're really going to make me ask again?"

  "No. But, you really don't have to…"

  "I know. I want to."

  He didn't need to be coaxed any more than that. Without standing up, he unbuckled his belt and popped the button, sliding them down with his boxers.

  He sprang upward, slapping himself in the stomach before it poised straight up in the air.

  "Scoot down on the couch more."

  He slid lower in his seat, his ass nearly hanging off the couch.. I wasn't ready to fuck him, but I could definitely make him come.

  I got up from the couch, shucking my dress on the floor, I wasn't wearing a bra and left my panties on, just as a last bastion of resistance. I stepped over his thighs and sat down on his lap facing him, his cock nestled against my wet panties. Leaning back a little, I rubbed it against me, moving it from side to side, letting his heat warm my flesh as I began to pump him with my hand.

  I enjoyed the feeling as much as he did. He needed a little lubrication. I pulled back a little and let go of him as I was using my other hand to balance myself on his leg. I reached into my panties and began rubbing myself, bucking as my hand reignited the spasms that had finally subsided. I sighed as I tore my hand away and wrapped it back around his shaft, pulling him against me again. My hand glided over him, concentrating on the tip. He reached out and fingered my nipple before reaching down and pulling the excess skin tight on his cock. I stared into his eyes as I jerked him. I could feel my orgasm building again just from the friction of him on my clit. I was unsure of who was going to go first.

 

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