His lips twitched. She was bare ass naked splayed against him and still feisty as hell.
“What does that make us then? Enemies with benefits?”
Before she could sass him further, he took her mouth with his own. He loved the taste of her. Shit, he had just fucked the girl and he was already growing hard again. There was something so invigorating about fucking Haley Wheat. She did nothing by halves and when she kissed him back, she did it with her whole body.
She melted against him, made little mewling sounds in the back of her throat. Her long legs started to wrap around him once more and he knew that come hell or high water he was going to fuck this girl until next Sunday.
He needed another condom. This time she stole the foil wrap from him and opened it with her teeth. Pushing him back onto the comforter, she rolled it on his length. He looked incredible laying naked in her bed. There was no way that she would tell him how many times she had pictured him here doing these things with her.
First, he would laugh his ass off at her. And second, he wouldn’t believe her. But didn’t they say there was a fine line between love and hate? She moved above him and went to center herself over his cock, but he grabbed her by the waist and pulled her forward.
“Hold onto the headboard sweetheart, you are gonna need it.”
He licked her pussy from end to end. She moaned, dropping down and sitting on his face. She could feel him everywhere. His large hands cupping her ass cheeks hard and firm. His mouth licking and sucking her pussy, kissing her core like it was his favorite treat.
The sounds that were coming out of her mouth were downright embarrassing. Talk about being a secret porn star. Haley was pretty sure if they taped this, she would be given the job without a second thought. His finger rimmed her ass and she shuddered.
Nobody had ever touched her there. It was supposed to be dirty. But the thought of Ian touching her ass, entering her, made her pussy cream and he groaned beneath her.
She was starting to rock against the headboard.
Thwack
Thwack
Thwack
It crashed into the wall again and again, but she didn’t care. This right here, right now was the only thing that was registering in her brain at all.
Haley rode him hard and fast and suddenly she was coming on his face and in his mouth. There was nothing that she could do as the pleasure overtook her. Ian was a generous lover. He didn’t move or stop until she protested that she was too sore. And it was only then that he picked up her limp body and let her lay face down on the bed.
Picking up her ass, he steadied Haley on her knees. He loved her pert ass and wanted to fuck it so badly. She was sassy as hell and he wondered if she might like a little spanking. Taking a chance, he caressed her bottom, smoothing the globes and getting them warm before he smacked her hard.
“Ian!” she squealed.
“Just give it a chance, baby. If you don’t like it, we can stop.”
Haley wasn’t sure that she didn’t like it. In fact, the stinging had made her pussy tingle.
He smacked her again on the other cheek and then smoothed the surface with his hand.
“You look so fucking incredible with my handprint on your ass. Do you want me to stop?”
Haley shook her head. “No, I want to see what happens next.”
Ian felt a surge of pride for her willingness to try this with him. She was so beautiful, so amazing, so fucking obnoxiously cute.
He spanked her again and again until her pussy was throbbing, and she was begging him to let her come. When she expected another smack, he shoved his cock inside of her, his massive length stretching her to capacity, and she screamed as the pleasure rocketed through her.
He grabbed her hips and rammed into her, his balls smacking her as he fucked her hard. Haley was spinning, spiraling higher and higher until he hit just the right spot and she shattered beneath him, her pussy squeezing him tight and taking everything that he had to give her.
Ian shouted as his cock began to spurt ribbons of cum into the condom. He was buried so fucking deep and this felt so fucking right.
She was panting and writhing beneath him and he had never seen anything more beautiful in his life.
This time there wasn’t any conversation between them. Haley fell into Ian’s arms and soon they were both fast asleep.
Chapter Four
Friends with benefits had been enough for Ian at first. He wasn’t sure how or when it had happened. But Ian was starting to really care about Haley and he worried it was all one sided.
His body had been changing as well. He felt fevered all the time and his temper was always close to snapping. Even now as Haley regaled his brothers with another dating story, Ian had to fight the urge not to find her old boyfriend and rip his head off. They were sitting around the table with beer mugs scattered about them, but Ian wasn’t interested in drinking. He wanted to be holding Haley, to be inside of her.
“And then he whipped his dick out, right there in the hallway! I went to give him a handshake, and he wanted a shake of a whole different nature!”
Haley laughed along with Ian’s brothers as they fell all over themselves laughing at her previous boyfriend. They were all three sheets to the wind or soused as some might say. They were sitting in the local pub and it was right near closing time.
Ian and Haley had been hanging out more and more. At first she thought it was just sex, but clearly there was something more between her and Ian. She tried not to notice the way his thin shirt clung to his broad shoulders and back. He was everything she had ever wanted. But she would be damned to ever tell him that. Instead she feigned offense and tossed peanuts from the bar at the boys. “Stop laughing at me!”
The Johnson men laughed as they batted the peanuts aside. Each one of them was handsome as sin, and sexy as fuck. Haley had more than one woman staring at her and wishing they could change places.
“Why were you dating such a loser in the first place, Haley?” Dennis’ green eyes sparkled with mischief.
“Because I have a secret wish to become the one woman in the entire world that never ever finds love.”
The brothers hooted and pretended like she had used a dirty word. Ian was the only one who wasn’t laughing.
“Who said anything about love?” Derek made a face.
“You did last night.” Dennis smacked his brother’s head.
“Shut the fuck up,” Ian snarled.
Just as Duke added, “Let me guess, Derek picked up a bimbo at the club, and she was gone by morning. Her name was Tracy or Tiffany, and she smelled like sex and cheap perfume.”
His grin widened. “I think her name was Stacy, but it could have been Wendy.”
The Johnson men never had a problem with bringing someone home. They walked into a room, and all the ladies voluntarily removed their panties.
Haley blew out a frustrated sigh.
“Come on, Haley, you just need to meet the right guy,” Dayton said softly.
Did Ian just show his teeth to his brother? Haley wasn’t sure what was going on with Ian. She could tell that he was looking at her. She only prayed that her cheeks didn’t heat. The last thing she wanted was for him to know that she hadn’t been able to stop thinking about him.
Or that she cried his name out at night when her vibrator was deep inside of her. These were definitely things he didn’t need to know.
“The right guy is probably already married and has started a family.”
Haley gave Dennis a death glare. “You’re a real dick, you know?”
“Look, Haley, you are young and beautiful. Any guy here would give his left nut to take you home.”
Feeling slightly mollified she answered, “You have to say that. You’re practically family.”
He grinned. “Nah, I would give…”
Ian cut him off by standing and nearly knocking over the table. “Haley and I are leaving.”
“What the fuck, man?” Derek’s drink had sloshed al
l over him.
But Ian didn’t care. He already had her by the wrist and was dragging her to the door.
“Subtle,” Haley laughed as they walked back home. Nobody was in any shape to drive so it was a good thing that they had less than a mile to Ian’s house.
As soon as they arrived, Haley was debating about going back to her house. The last thing she wanted to do was seem desperate. However, he guided her to his door and they crept up the back steps that led to his room.
Once there Ian went and flopped onto the bed. He looked like a sex god, with his arms behind his head and his legs crossed like he hadn’t a care in the world.
Suddenly Haley felt hot and uncomfortable in her little black dress.
She sat at the desk chair and fidgeted with the zipper on her dress, but she couldn’t quite reach it.
“Unzip me, please.”
For a brief moment she thought he might refuse. But when she turned, he was getting off the bed and coming toward her. She felt the warmth of his breath against her skin as he leaned forward and grabbed the zipper, pulling it down slowly.
Haley felt the rasp of his knuckles against her bare back, and she shivered.
“Fuck, Haley, no bra?” His voice sounded strangled.
She turned to him, holding the material over her breasts. It wasn’t like he hadn’t seen her before and recently too. But that was when they were enemies with benefits. Things had started to change between them. She wasn’t sure if they were friends or how to describe the crazy feeling that they had when they were near each other.
“I can’t wear one with this dress,” Haley explained. She moved to his dresser and started to open the drawers. She caught a whiff of his cologne and she knew her panties were wet.
Trying to play it cool, Haley grabbed one of his tank tops and yanked it over her head. For a moment she thought she had things under control. But that was when the dress started slipping and she realized that she was putting her head through the armhole.
“Fucking hell,” she muttered.
Haley was completely tangled up, and her dress was resting around her ankles. Could the humiliation of this night get any worse?
Ian choked on a laugh.
“Stop,” he commanded. “You are going to strangle yourself.”
His hands gently lifted the tank top, and then he pulled it over her head correctly.
“I am sorry about that, Ian. I wasn’t trying to pull anything.”
Haley knew her face was on fire and she hated this shy bullshit. What was wrong with her? She hadn’t ever felt like this before.
He was standing rather close to her and hadn’t moved yet.
Haley felt his finger under her chin.
“Haley, look at me,” his words were dark and firm.
Her eyes hesitantly met his, but the fire burning there surprised her.
“I want to change our arrangement.”
“What?” Haley was drowning in his gaze.
“I don’t want to be enemies with benefits or even friends with benefits.”
Her heart sank into her toes. “What are you talking about?”
“How long have we known each other?” he countered, his hands running down her arms and resting on her hips so she couldn’t get away.
Haley could hardly think. “Um, fifteen years?”
Ian pulled me closer to him. “And how did we meet?”
Haley swallowed. “You took my bike and I made you eat glue in kindergarten. You pulled my pigtails and pushed me in the mud.”
Ian ran his hands down to cup her ass. “Haley, I have always had a strong reaction to you. I may not have understood it. But I will be damned if I am willing to just let it go.
She moaned when he slipped his hands inside of her black lace panties, touching her bare skin.
“Please Haley, I don’t want to be a quick fuck for you. I want to be the man that makes you fall in love. I want to be the first thing you see when you wake up and the last thing you see at night. I want you to tell me I have a chance.”
Haley had been waiting for this moment for fifteen years. Through everything, he had always been the one that she wanted. She tried not to, had almost convinced herself that he wasn’t the man she hoped he could be.
But maybe they were both wrong and also right.
“I want more.” She reached up and cupped his face. “I want so much more.”
He pulled her tight against his pelvis, and she felt the incredible heat from his throbbing erection.
“Do you want this?” he whispered against her temple.
“Do you fucking know me at all?” She couldn’t stop the sassiness from slipping out.
This was Ian, and she was Haley and everything was starting to fall into place.
“That’s my girl,” he growled low in his throat. “I want you, Haley. And someday I am going to want happily ever after, and diapers and damn picket fences. But only with you.”
No sooner had she gasped than his mouth crashed down on hers. Forceful decadent kisses, where he invaded her mouth and left Haley no mercy. This is what she needed. Ian was what she was waiting for.
Gripping his hair, she wrapped her fingers into the locks, gently pulling as he moaned his satisfaction.
His tongue danced with hers. It was intoxicating. He backed Haley up to the bed and lifted her onto it.
Not leaving her lips, Ian cupped her breasts in his powerful hands, the slightly rough texture of his fingertips causing her to cry out against his lips.
“Every damn time it gets better and better,” he growled. “You are so fucking sexy.”
She giggled. “I am a math tutor. Nothing says sexy like that.”
“I bet half your students have hard-ons all through your sessions,” he murmured as his lips trailed down her neck to suck on her collarbone.
Haley’s breath was coming faster now.
“Only half of my students are boys, Ian. The girls don’t get hard-ons.” It was getting difficult to talk and Haley cried out as he sunk down between her thighs. He gently removed her black lace panties before bringing them up to his nose to smell.
“I bet you have a hard-on for me right now.” He smirked cockily.
Haley grinned. “Oh, yeah? Prove it.”
His hands pushed her thighs up into the air, and his mouth landed on her pussy.
Haley’s body had already been wet, but this caused a whole new level of arousal.
“Fuck,” she blurted out, spreading her legs wider.
His mouth descended again, licking and sucking at her folds as he pressed her legs impossibly wide.
Haley wished she could see the lewd picture she was presenting him. But his talented mouth was driving her to distraction.
His fingers found the small little nub that was swollen and distended.
“Looks like someone does have a hard-on for me,” he teased.
Haley’s hips jerked. “Shit! Fucking hell, Ian!”
Ian grinned. “What do you want me to do, Haley? More of this, or something else?”
Her eyes were unfocused. “I want you!”
He rubbed tight circles around her clit, “I know you do, Baby. But you need to tell me the words.”
He leaned over and licked her clit with the broad side of his tongue and then started to flick it.
“Argh!” Haley’s back arched. “I want you, damn it! Ian, fuck me! Do it now!”
“Yes, ma’am.” In an instant he had his buckle undone and was pulling out his long, thick cock.
She didn’t have time to think as he ripped the condom wrapper open and then rammed his length inside of her.
Ian’s face was tense. “You are squeezing me so fucking tight, Haley!”
He adjusted her hips, and he sank in even further.
They both moaned at the sheer pleasure of it.
“Move, you idiot.” She pinched his ass and thrust her hips up at him.
He started to slide out of her and then rammed back in. Haley’s fingers tightened on
his shoulders as he pounded again and again.
It was wet and beautiful, and she was striving, barreling toward the edge of no return. And then she ruptured, her world shattered once again. She was helpless to the onslaught of his passion as she shook in his arms.
Ian exploded right after, ropes of cum being milked by her pussy.
As they lay there panting, his sweaty body still hovering over her, he placed his forehead against Haley’s.
“You are bloody demanding in the sack. I fucking love that. You are mine, Haley Wheat!”
She smiled at the fierceness of his claim. “And you are mine, Ian Johnson.”
Chapter Five
And that’s when it happened. One moment Ian was naked in bed professing his love and the next he was writhing on the floor in pain as the moonlight from outside the window caused his body to contort.
“What’s happening?” Haley cried.
But Ian couldn’t answer her. His bones gave an unnatural crunch before fur began to sprout from every pore. Teeth elongated and nails turned into deadly sharp claws. Haley hadn’t even realized she was screaming until she heard Mr. Johnson pounding on the door.
Snatching a blanket to wrap around her, Haley raced past Ian and yanked the door open.
Mr. and Mrs. Johnson rushed inside to see the transformation was complete. There in the middle of the floor was a giant snarling beast, far larger than any wolf of the forest. This animal was beyond terrifying. There was nowhere to run, nowhere to hide.
Frank stumbled as he took in his youngest son. His pallor was that of a ghost. “The curse, it’s true?”
For once, Bridget Johnson was silent.
She remembered bits and pieces of Frank’s tirade about the family curse. He had tried to tell her, tried to warn her. And in her ignorance, she had forbidden him to bother Ian with family superstitions.
Now they were all in grave danger. The wolf lunged out and nearly took a chunk out of Frank.
“Stop!” Haley screamed, and for a moment the wolf paused.
Was he listening to me? Could Ian still be in there?
“We need to call someone.” Frank moved closer to Haley as if to protect her and the wolf began to prowl.
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