Nightshift

by Kate Douglas

  “Okay.” Troy stood and headed for the door. Halfway across the floor, he stopped and looked at Jay again. “I haven’t had the chance to investigate that phone number yet.”

  “No rush.”

  “I will do it, Jay, as soon as I’m through tweaking the O.S. This wrong number thing doesn’t feel right.”

  Arguing wouldn’t do any good, so Jay decided to go along with Troy. Besides, his cousin wouldn’t find anything suspicious about Roni. “Whatever you think is best.”

  As soon as Troy left, Jay glanced at his watch again. Almost noon. That meant almost two o’clock in Dallas. She’d be through with lunch by now and back to work. He didn’t know what she did for a living, only that she worked for the family business.

  She could work as a circus clown and he wouldn’t care.

  He couldn’t wait any longer. He needed to hear her voice now.

  Although he had a private office, the walls were made of glass and Jay left his door open so his employees could talk to him at any time. Except now. He didn’t want anyone to interrupt his conversation with Roni. He also didn’t want anyone to see the hard-on he had no doubt he’d get when he heard her voice.

  Jay grabbed his jacket and left his office, pausing at April’s desk long enough to tell her he had an errand to run. He exited the building by the back door and crossed the parking lot to his car. Once inside the private space, he removed the cell phone from his jacket pocket. The cell clipped to his belt was for business. This phone was the one he used strictly for family and close friends.

  He located Roni in his favorites and placed the call. Two rings later, her soft voice came over the line.

  “You’re early.”

  Jay swallowed hard as his cock responded. His wolf paced and growled, eager to be with its mate. “I didn’t know I was on a schedule.”

  “You aren’t. But you said you’d call tonight.”

  “I couldn’t wait any longer to hear your voice.”

  He thought he heard her whimper. His wolf paced faster.

  “Am I interrupting something?”

  “No. I just pulled into my garage. I’m working from home today, but had to make a fast trip to the grocery store. I was almost out of Dr Pepper.”

  Jay liked learning these little tidbits about her. “You’re a Dr Pepper fan?”

  “More like addict.”

  “Regular or diet?”

  “Regular. I hate diet anything.”

  Which meant that she could be very overweight. Jay didn’t care. He only cared that she made him feel alive.

  He heard a car door slam and the rustle of plastic bags. “Should I let you go?”

  “No, don’t. Unless you need to go.”

  It pleased him that she so obviously wanted to keep him on the phone. “I don’t need to do anything but talk to you.”

  More rustling, then the sound of a door closing. “Sorry. I’m in the house now. Let me put these bags on the counter and I’ll be free to talk.”

  He had time to adjust the hard-on in his briefs before she came back on the line. “Okay, all done.”

  “Did you get your Dr Pepper?”

  “Right here in my other hand.”

  Jay laughed. Everything she said delighted him. “So instead of flowers and jewelry, I can woo you with carbonated beverages?”

  “Are you wooing me, Jay?”

  “Damn right.”

  She remained silent for several seconds, long enough that he wondered if he’d lost the connection, before she spoke again. “Are you at lunch?”

  “Not yet.”

  “Where are you?”

  “In my car. I wanted privacy to call you.”

  He was sure he heard her whimper this time. His wolf paced faster, growled deeper. His cock jerked. Jay pressed his hand over the hard bulge, wishing with all his might that it was Roni’s hand touching him instead of his own. He imagined her on her knees before him, her tongue running up and down his hard flesh....

  Meetings and press conferences and deadlines would keep him at his desk almost nonstop for the rest of May. Perhaps he could breathe a little easier after that. Until then, he was tied to JEMATAR.

  As if to emphasize his insane schedule, his work cell phone rang. Cursing beneath his breath, Jay looked at the display to see the name of his vice president of design.

  “Roni, I have to go. I’ll call you later tonight. Around nine your time, okay?”

  “Okay,” she said softly.

  “Bye.”

  He reluctantly ended the call. Even though he could no longer hear her voice over the phone, he heard it in his mind. He felt her in his heart.

  She was his mate. He had no doubt of that.

  A beep from his work cell announcing a voice mail jerked Jay back to the present. Slipping the phone back into his pocket, he unclipped the one from his belt and listened to his VP’s message.

  3

  Roni closed her book and laid it on the bed beside her. She refused to look at the clock. She already knew it was almost ten.

  Jay hadn’t called.

  She told herself it was ridiculous to be upset, even while her inner wolf whimpered in disappointment. She felt in her heart that he was her mate, yet she wouldn’t know for sure until they met. One look into Jay’s eyes, one whiff of his scent, and any doubt would vanish.

  Perhaps he’d decided pursuing a long-distance relationship would never work. What sometimes worked for humans didn’t for wolves. They had to be close, had to protect each other.

  Had to have sex.

  She’d thought of Jay most of the day, imagined him here beside her ... kissing her, touching her. She’d pictured his hands on her body, gliding over her slick skin. His mouth would move down her body, stopping long enough to suck both nipples before he kissed his way to her pussy.

  Closing her eyes, Roni slipped her hand between her thighs. Her fingers slid across warm, wet flesh. Panties were a nuisance she’d rather be without whenever possible. She dipped into her channel, gathered up a generous amount of cream, and spread it over her clit. The nub grew larger and firmer beneath her fingertips.

  “Mmmmmm.”

  She placed her feet flat on the bed and let her knees fall apart. Gathering more cream, she slid it all over her freshly shaved pussy. The fragrance of her juices drifted to her nose. She inhaled deeply, loving the scent of her arousal. Roni pushed two fingers into her channel to coat them with as much of her cream as she could, then licked them clean. She repeated her action again and again, unable to get enough of her taste.

  She continued to rub her engorged clit with her other hand, pausing only long enough to tweak her nipples before pushing her hand back between her legs. She took herself right to the peak, then pulled her hands away from her body. An orgasm was always so much more powerful when she made herself wait.

  Wanting to prolong her pleasure, she lay still for several moments. Her clit pulsed, begging for her touch.

  Begging for Jay’s touch.

  The thought of him sent a fresh surge of desire to her pussy. Roni’s hips bucked off the bed as she touched her clit again. She couldn’t stop the orgasm this time, even if she wanted to. Pleasure flowed through her body, curling her toes and making stars burst behind her eyelids.

  She had no idea how long she lay still, panting to get her heartbeat back to normal. Her hand still rested between her thighs. A gentle brush of her clit proved she could easily come again with only a few swipes of her fingertips.

  Her cell phone rang. Roni gasped and quickly grabbed it off the nightstand. She scrambled to sit upright on the bed when she saw Jay’s number.

  “Hi.”

  “Hey, I’m sorry I’m late. I was in a meeting and it went way longer than I ...” He stopped. Several seconds passed, then she heard a low growl over the phone. “You just came.”

  His deep, gravelly tone—so unlike his usual smooth voice—sent goose bumps scattering across her skin. “How do you know that?”

  “I can feel
it. Fuck!”

  He groaned loud and long, as if in pain. Except Roni knew he didn’t feel any pain. She could sense his desire, the same way he sensed hers.

  “Are you alone?” he asked, his voice still deep and gravelly.

  “Yes.”

  “Did you use your hand or a toy?”

  She hesitated answering such a personal question. They hadn’t even met in person yet. Her hesitation quickly evaporated. She already felt closer to Jay than any man in her life. She would honestly answer any question he asked. “My hand.”

  Another groan, another deep growl. “I wish I could be there to watch.”

  “If you were here, would you only watch?”

  “At first, yes. I’d love to see you pleasuring yourself. But I wouldn’t be satisfied with just looking for long. I’d have to touch your body, to suck your nipples. I’d spread your legs and lick all over your sweet pussy. God, I want to taste you.”

  The mental vision his words caused made her womb clench in need. She wanted to taste him, too ... to run her tongue down his neck, over his chest. She wanted to swipe the tip across his nipples before she ventured farther down his body. She wanted to bury her nose in his groin, inhale that musky male scent that would be uniquely his.

  Then ...

  “Make yourself come again,” he urged, his voice soft and pleading. “I want to listen.”

  While she had no doubt she could quickly bring herself to another orgasm, she didn’t want to without him. “Come with me.”

  He chuckled. “Hell, I’m already halfway there and I haven’t even touched my cock.”

  “Are you hard?” she purred.

  “Like a rock.”

  Her womb clenched again. She wished he were with her right now, pumping into her channel in long, slow, deep strokes.

  She slipped her hand between her thighs again.

  “Are you touching yourself?” he asked.

  If Roni didn’t know better, she would swear he had a camera set up in her bedroom. He seemed to know everything she did. “Yes.”

  “Where? Tell me exactly what you’re doing.”

  “I’m circling my clit with one fingertip.”

  “I’ll bet you’re really, really wet.”

  “Yes, I am.”

  “Okay, you are officially killing me.”

  Roni laughed, delighted that he could tease when they were both so turned on. “What are you doing now? Exactly.”

  “Fisting my cock.”

  “Slow or fast?”

  “Slow. I won’t speed up until you do.”

  “Do you want me to speed up?”

  “I want you to come, whatever it takes for you to do that.”

  Roni added a second fingertip and rubbed her clit faster. “I’m close. Really, really close.”

  “That’s what I want. Come for me, Roni.”

  He’d barely said her name when the pleasure shot through her body again, the orgasm even more powerful than her first one. Roni collapsed on the bed, heart pounding, skin slick with sweat. She thought she heard a grunt from Jay, but the roar in her ears kept her from being sure.

  “Holy shit,” he muttered.

  Unsure what to say after sharing something so personal with Jay, Roni pushed her damp hair back from her face and waited for him to speak again.

  “You okay?” he asked softly.

  “Yes.”

  “Are you sorry I listened to you come?”

  “No. It was very hot. I just ... I’ve never had phone sex.”

  “Neither have I.” His voice turned deeper. “But I doubt if it’ll be the last time.”

  “You think this will become a habit?”

  “I’m going to call you every evening. We’ll see what happens then.”

  “Jay, this is insane.”

  “Yeah, it is. That’s what makes it so exciting.”

  He disconnected the call. Roni stared at her phone while little pulses of sensation tickled her clit. She couldn’t believe she and Jay had had phone sex. Or that she’d enjoyed it so much. Already, she looked forward to the next time.

  He lived somewhere in the Bay Area. Clint planned to set up an appointment with Parks Bank in Oakland. If everything went as her brother hoped, Roni would fly to the West Coast in the next week or two. She could arrange to meet Jay in person.

  Her wolf happily panted at that thought.

  She made a mental note to ask Clint tomorrow if he’d finalized things with Parks Bank yet. She also put a visit to her favorite lingerie shop at the top of her to-do list. Roni wanted to be ready to see Jay when Clint gave her the go-ahead for the trip.

  “Push it all the way inside you,” Jay urged. He couldn’t see what Roni was doing, but he could encourage her over the phone, the same as he’d done every evening for almost two weeks.

  Her soft sigh indicated she’d obeyed him. Jay squeezed his cock, trying to hold off the orgasm that was so close. “Did you do it?”

  “Yes.”

  “Turn it on.”

  Roni’s moan grabbed Jay’s balls. He could picture her in his mind, holding the base of the vibrator while it caressed the inside of her pussy. He wanted to be inside her, not some piece of plastic.

  For the last twelve nights, he’d called Roni shortly after seven. Each time they talked, his hunger for her grew. His wolf fought to get out, to get close to its mate.

  Neither of them had said the words, but Jay knew a wolf lived inside Roni, the same as it did him. He could feel that desire, that need to mate, even from two thousand miles away. Now, two days away from the full moon, the wolf paced restlessly inside him, demanding to claim Roni.

  Jay knew many women willing to spend an evening with him. He’d accepted their offer of sex because his wolf craved it. Ever since the first time he’d talked to Roni, the thought of being with another woman churned his stomach. He hadn’t been with her in person, yet their phone sex bound him to her just as strongly as if they’d touched flesh to flesh.

  Her soft whimpers dragged his attention back to her. He wished he could see her. He’d almost asked her to send pictures of herself, then decided he’d rather wait to see her for the first time when they met. Looks didn’t matter anyway. He wanted her for her, not that she had brown hair or red or blond. Whether she was a tall, slim woman or short and chubby, he’d feel the same way about her. She hadn’t asked him for pictures either, so assumed she felt the same as he.

  They had to meet. Jay didn’t know how much longer he could contain his wolf.

  Roni’s breathing became heavier. Jay pumped his cock harder, knowing she would come soon.

  “Oh, God, Jay, it feels so good.”

  “Tell me what you’re doing.”

  “I’m fucking myself with the vibrator.”

  That mental image was much too specific for Jay to hold back his orgasm any longer. His cock jerked in his hand. He groaned as his cum splattered on his stomach and chest.

  A keening cry came over the phone when Roni reached her climax. Jay plucked a couple of tissues from the box on his nightstand and wiped off his cum while he gave her a few moments to recuperate.

  Roni’s cry turned into a long moan ... a very pleasurable moan. “What are you doing now?” he asked.

  “Licking my cream from the vibrator.”

  Just like that, his cock was hard again. He couldn’t stand this any longer, and neither could his wolf. It growled and clawed to get out, to possess its mate. “I have to be with you, Roni. No more phone sex. I want to touch you for real.”

  “I want that, too.”

  He thought about his insane work schedule. The release of JEMATAR’s new computers and operating system meant working practically twenty-four hours a day for him and his entire crew. He didn’t care. He had a personal life, too, and it was time he lived it. “I’m going to clear my schedule and come see you this weekend.”

  “Wait, Jay. You may not have to do that. I may be flying out to Oakland this week on business. I was supposed to go last week
, but the man I’m seeing was on vacation. I should find out tomorrow, Tuesday at the latest, if I’m going this week.”

  She was coming here? If it was possible for a wolf to do a happy dance, his did.

  “Call me as soon as you know for sure, no matter what time it is. If you can’t come here, I’ll come to you.”

  “Okay.”

  “Dream of me.”

  “I always do.”

  He pressed the button on his phone to end the call. Still painfully aroused, he had to do something to get his mind off sex. His wolf knew the perfect solution—run.

  Jay made his way to the lower level of his house and to the French doors that led to his patio. Stepping out into the cool air, he lifted his head and closed his eyes.

  Power flowed through him, the power of generations of wolves. He felt no pain or discomfort ... only a delicious shiver as his form changed from human to wolf.

  He opened his eyes to peer into the night. His enhanced canine vision let him see everything as clearly as if the sun shone. With a burst of energy, he ran toward the woods that surrounded his house.

  Moonlight filtered through the wispy clouds, a reminder to him that the moon would be full Tuesday night. His sexual craving would be at its peak then. That didn’t matter. He had to fight that craving and not give in to the moon’s pull. Sex with any woman other than Roni was unthinkable.

  Jay ran until he could run no farther. Panting deeply, he slowly padded to his house. Once on his patio again, he shifted back to human form. His entire body felt weak from the long run. A shower would feel wonderful. His bed would feel even better.

  Deciding the shower could wait until morning, Jay took the stairs to his bedroom on the second floor. He pulled back the covers, fell on the bed facedown, and closed his eyes.

  Thoughts of Roni and what they’d shared tonight on the phone had his eyes popping open again. Jay lifted to his elbows and looked at the other side of his big bed ... the side where Roni would soon lie. He could reach out in the night and touch her, pull her to his side, wrap his arms around her. He could slide his hard cock into her wet pussy over and over again.

  His erection pulsed back to life. Not wanting to jerk off again without Roni with him, Jay tugged one of the extra pillows to his chest and closed his eyes once more.