anger. Knowing what was coming, she took a deep, calming breath in preparation of it.
The squeeze was gentler than she expected from Tom, more of a sensual caress than a firm open handed pat upon her rear end. She had ample enough surface area for him to latch on to, and he seemed insistent on trying it all, for his hand didn’t stop moving, even as she squared her shoulders and turned around, prepared to do what was necessary to defend her persona.
“Now, what do you say we get on out of here?” he suggested, whispering in her ear.
Before Kailee could do anything, Jet had leapt over the bar and pushed past her. She watched as his massive arms flexed, infused with the strength of his bear as he lifted Tom clear of his feet and headed towards the door. The waitress screamed, rushing to the door to head him off.
“Have you lost your mind?” she yelled at Jet, trying to block his progress as mayor sputtered and protested, trying to regain his dignity at being handled so bodily.
Kailee looked on as the two quarrelled, Jet holding Tom aloft with seemingly little effort. They had lowered their voices, but it was clear that the bear shifter was doing everything he could to contain his anger, trying not to lose his cool with her. After a few more sentences, he shook his head in frustration and simply pushed past her and out the door.
He returned a few moments later, devoid of Tom, much to the cheers of a number of the other patrons inside. It would appear that the mayor was not all that well liked in these parts, she mused. Although the waitress tried to stop him, Jet bulled right past her, headed straight for the bar.
She took that moment to flee, using his concentration on avoiding the waitress as a distraction so that she could get out the door without him stopping her. She took one quick glance back before exiting, just as he glanced up, their eyes making contact. It took all of her willpower to drag her eyes away before she became mesmerized by him once more. Before he could do anything more, she forced herself outside into the waning evening light.
Tom was pacing back and forth in anger, kicking at the gravel every time he turned. He looked up at her, but now that she was alone, in her own element, Kailee had no problems with standing her ground if he forced the issue.
Once he became aware of the expression on her face, he turned away, muttering something to himself, as he thought better of pursuing his ‘claim’ on her. Something told her that it wasn’t the last of the mayor’s involvement in her life, but for now he walked away, headed towards a fancy grey SUV. She watched him go before hopping into her own faded, battered pickup, tossing the Chevy’s drive into gear as she headed home, hoping she would be able to sleep.
Falling asleep turned out to be harder than she imagined. The constant tossing and turning, images of Jet flashing through her head over and over again threatened to keep her up all night. She finally buried her face in her pillow and screamed, trying to let loose with some of the tension. It remained firmly buried between her legs, however, a constant low throbbing of desire, pulsating outwards from her clit until it slowly overwhelmed her.
Against her will, she slowly began to cave to the demands of her body. Moving of its own accord, drawn to her heat source, her hand slid under her stomach. She tried to fight it, to tell herself she was still in control, but she was fighting a losing battle, as her arousal continued to grow, until it dwarfed whatever willpower she had remaining.
When the tip of her finger finally slid under her nightwear and pressed against her aching clit, she gasped at the powerful sensation that flowed out through her. It flooded her wet cunt and swept up through her body. Kailee’s eyes shot open in surprise as she bit down upon a pillow to keep herself from screaming too loud.
It was too much, far more bone-numbing than anything she had experienced before. Her