Page 52 of Mated to the Enemy
“What is it?” he asked, running his fingers up the bare skin of her skids and across her ribs.
Jessica gasped, shivering at the sensation. It felt good. “So good,” she moaned as he picked her up by the waist and sat her on top of his hard-on, somehow finding the right angle so all she had to do was move forward slightly to grind upon it.
Klaue made noises of agreement and pulled her face back down to him to kiss her some more, leaving Jessica nearly panting from desire.
“I don’t want anyone thinking I’m buying your protection by sleeping with you,” she protested, knowing it was a lame argument, but unable to help herself anyway.
“Everyone has already made up their mind about you. If we do this, it’s not going to sway anyone one way or another,” he growled deliciously into her neck before following it up with kisses so light she felt her skin tighten seconds before shivers ran down the length of her spine, causing her to arch slightly.
“You’re sure?” she asked as one hand reached down and across her rear, coming close to grazing her through her pants. Jessica wanted it, and wanted it bad. Biting her lip, she pulled her hips up, feeling his arousal through her pants as she rubbed him up and down.
They both were short of breath, becoming more lost in one another by the second as they explored each other’s bodies, liking what they found. It was good.Really, reallygood.
She was on the edge of caving and ripping his clothes off, only the barest hint of restraint left in her when his teeth bit gently into her neck at the same time as he squeezed her ass with one hand, the other firmly wrapped around her waist. That was the last straw. Sitting up, she grabbed at the sides of her shirt and lifted her arms to take it off. Klaue pulled it off and tossed it to the side.
At the same time, someone knocked rapidly on the door.
“Jess! Jess, answer the door!” The alto-voiced calls were audible even from the bedroom.
Below her, Klaue growled at the interruption, muttering something about ignoring it. She was about to, but a second person started knocking as well, and she heard Haley’s voice.
“They aren’t going to stop, are they?” Klaue complained, accepting defeat about as graciously as could be expected, which wasn’t very.
“I don’t think so,” she said with a giggle.
“I guess you’d better answer it then.”
“Suppose so.” She stood up, putting her shirt back on rapidly and pulled at her hair. “How do I look?”
“Stunning.”
She blushed and all but fled the room to avoid follow up comments, wondering what the heck could be so urgent to bring the girls to her quarters. Klaue’s quarters. Whatever.
“Haley? Loren? What are you two doing here?” she asked.
Michelle popped around the corner. “Boo!”
Stepping back in surprise, Jessica glared at the other woman, then they all laughed.
“What’s up?”
“We’re bored,” Loren said with a shrug, pointing at herself and then at Michelle. “This is our last night here before we head back to Plymouth Falls, and we want to have some fun.”
“Where’s Nat?”
“Honeymoon,” Loren groaned, holding up one hand with her finger and thumb pinched together at the end then sticking the index finger of her other hand through it back and forth repeatedly.
The girls all laughed, Jess included, though she was unsuccessfully fighting back a blush.
“So come on,” Haley urged. “Let’s go.”
“Where are we going?”
The girls looked back and forth at each other, then turned as one to Jess. “We found thewine cellar,” Haley whispered conspiratorially. “You coming?”
“Um.”
“Think about it,” Loren chimed in. “The size of this place? It’s probably more like a wine dungeon. We’re going to raid it. Now put on your shoes and let’s go. You can go back to Klaue later.”
Jess coughed. “I can what?”
Loren laughed. “Your shirt is on backward, and we’ve all seen that hair in the mirror before, haven’t we, ladies?”
“I’m not winning this, am I?” she asked, stifling a laugh as she echoed Klaue’s comment from just a few minutes earlier.
“Absolutely not. Fix your shirt and let’s go!” Loren said, then leaned past her. “Sorry, not sorry, Klaue, we’re stealing her!”
The only response from the darkened bedroom was a loud growl that sent all the women into fits.
