her rear and his hands sliding up and down her body from her breasts to her thighs, he might have been watching, but he’d kept himself busy.
“I love the feel of your body beneath my hands.” He whispered the words in her ear before gently pulling the lobe between his lips and gently sucking. “You’re soft in all the right places, and I love it.” He cupped her mound, grinding the palm of his hand against her mons.
“We can’t—I can’t do this. Not now. Not today. I-I have a strict code of conduct of my own. I can’t—I won’t have sex with you today. I never have sex on the first date. It’s bad enough that I’ve kissed Gareth twice already. I never kiss on the first date, either.” However that was a rule she could live with breaking. She didn’t know if she could survive the night if she couldn’t kiss them.
“What if we don’t have sex?” Gareth pressed his cock against her lower stomach. “What if we spent the night petting?”
“Oh, God…” Jessi panted as their hands skimmed all over her body, exciting her more and more with every stroke. She shook her head. “I-I can’t. I’ll give in to you. I know I will, and then I’ll be no better than the wanton slut I once was.”
“Stop that! Why call yourself names?” Mac growled against her neck, biting gently at the sensitive flesh where her neck met her shoulder. “Men have sex with multiple partners all of the time and no one calls them names.”
“It’s different for men. I don’t know why, but men can be the biggest man-whores in the world and people just snicker and hide their laughter behind their hands. They save the name-calling for women. I can’t—I won’t become that again.”
She pulled away from them, ran her trembling hands through her hair and sighed. “I’ll get a room here. We can count this afternoon the first date. We’ll call dinner tonight the second date and tomorrow…” She smiled. “That can be the day.” She turned and headed for the door. “One of you come with me, please, or I’m liable to melt into a puddle in the elevator if I’m by myself.”
Chapter Twelve
Mac accompanied Jessi to the front desk, where she rented a room and they gathered their driver’s licenses and car keys. “I’ll run these to Zach and Derek while you get settled in your room.”
“I’ll do it.” She smiled softly and put her hand against his chest. “It’s not that I don’t trust you, but Kelly has the same rule, and if she feels even half of what I do, I’ll need to go save her from herself.”
Mac smiled as they walked to her car to get the women’s bags. “Just the two bags?”
“For now.” She smiled back. “The rest of our things are in storage in Langston.” She waited for him to lift the bags from the trunk, then pushed it closed. “We wanted to find a place to live before we brought it with us.”
“You’ll have a place to live if you agree to be our mate.” Mac turned and led the way back into the hotel. Even with his hands full, he managed to hold the door open for her. Her smile of thanks made it well worth the effort.
He took a deep breath as she walked by. He loved the way she smelled. He loved whatever soap she used and the residual scent of her arousal. “I love the way you smell.” He almost groaned as she walked by him, bathing him in her scent once again.
“Thank you,” she replied with a smile. “I love the way you smell, too.”
He resisted the urge to smell his pits. “You can smell me?”
“Only when you press that hot body of yours against me.” Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath, as though remembering how he smelled as he’d pressed himself against her.
“Oh.” He grinned. “You had me worried for a minute.” He waited until the elevator doors closed. “Humans can’t usually smell us.”
“I’m sure they can if you get as close as you did with me.” She chuckled at his expression. “Don’t worry. You don’t stink.”
They
“I love the feel of your body beneath my hands.” He whispered the words in her ear before gently pulling the lobe between his lips and gently sucking. “You’re soft in all the right places, and I love it.” He cupped her mound, grinding the palm of his hand against her mons.
“We can’t—I can’t do this. Not now. Not today. I-I have a strict code of conduct of my own. I can’t—I won’t have sex with you today. I never have sex on the first date. It’s bad enough that I’ve kissed Gareth twice already. I never kiss on the first date, either.” However that was a rule she could live with breaking. She didn’t know if she could survive the night if she couldn’t kiss them.
“What if we don’t have sex?” Gareth pressed his cock against her lower stomach. “What if we spent the night petting?”
“Oh, God…” Jessi panted as their hands skimmed all over her body, exciting her more and more with every stroke. She shook her head. “I-I can’t. I’ll give in to you. I know I will, and then I’ll be no better than the wanton slut I once was.”
“Stop that! Why call yourself names?” Mac growled against her neck, biting gently at the sensitive flesh where her neck met her shoulder. “Men have sex with multiple partners all of the time and no one calls them names.”
“It’s different for men. I don’t know why, but men can be the biggest man-whores in the world and people just snicker and hide their laughter behind their hands. They save the name-calling for women. I can’t—I won’t become that again.”
She pulled away from them, ran her trembling hands through her hair and sighed. “I’ll get a room here. We can count this afternoon the first date. We’ll call dinner tonight the second date and tomorrow…” She smiled. “That can be the day.” She turned and headed for the door. “One of you come with me, please, or I’m liable to melt into a puddle in the elevator if I’m by myself.”
Chapter Twelve
Mac accompanied Jessi to the front desk, where she rented a room and they gathered their driver’s licenses and car keys. “I’ll run these to Zach and Derek while you get settled in your room.”
“I’ll do it.” She smiled softly and put her hand against his chest. “It’s not that I don’t trust you, but Kelly has the same rule, and if she feels even half of what I do, I’ll need to go save her from herself.”
Mac smiled as they walked to her car to get the women’s bags. “Just the two bags?”
“For now.” She smiled back. “The rest of our things are in storage in Langston.” She waited for him to lift the bags from the trunk, then pushed it closed. “We wanted to find a place to live before we brought it with us.”
“You’ll have a place to live if you agree to be our mate.” Mac turned and led the way back into the hotel. Even with his hands full, he managed to hold the door open for her. Her smile of thanks made it well worth the effort.
He took a deep breath as she walked by. He loved the way she smelled. He loved whatever soap she used and the residual scent of her arousal. “I love the way you smell.” He almost groaned as she walked by him, bathing him in her scent once again.
“Thank you,” she replied with a smile. “I love the way you smell, too.”
He resisted the urge to smell his pits. “You can smell me?”
“Only when you press that hot body of yours against me.” Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath, as though remembering how he smelled as he’d pressed himself against her.
“Oh.” He grinned. “You had me worried for a minute.” He waited until the elevator doors closed. “Humans can’t usually smell us.”
“I’m sure they can if you get as close as you did with me.” She chuckled at his expression. “Don’t worry. You don’t stink.”
They
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