The only thing registering right then was that now that he was awake I could see he had smoky gray eyes and his piece was still solid. Visions of me humping it invaded my mind. I screeched and backed away like he caused it. "Stop that!" He smiled. "You're ill. It will get better, but you need to rest. Let me help you."
He took a step closer, but I backed away, holding the knife up like a shield. "F-Forget you." My head dipped, the knife dropped, but before I could crash face first on the floor, he caught me.
The scent of a dog hit my nostrils as he lifted me and wrapped my legs around his waist. I remember thinking that was uncalled for as it shoved his erection right up between my legs to press again at my panties. I was going to tell him off as soon as I had just a little nap.
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10
Drive By Wolf
by Jordyn Tracey
Chapter Two
The next time I became alert, I was laying in my bed. I squinted toward my bedroom door and realized it was shut yet I could hear Mr. Jenkins carrying on about some vandal tearing up his precious corn. My bedroom was in the front of my house. I should not have been able to hear him, let alone make out every word.
When the sleep finally rolled off me, I slowly became aware of something licking my wound. What the fuck? I thought that damn stranger left my back door open and some stray dog has come in my house. But then the stray threw his leg over mine. A bare, muscled— yummy —tanned leg. I sprung up from the bed only to throw myself on the floor. I was just as naked as he had been. Now I was really pissed. That pervert had taken off my clothes? "Who do you think you are?" I screamed, face down with my hands covering my boobs like he could see them anyway. And really while I had been knocked out, he obviously got his eye full. He jumped off the bed and landed above me, one foot on either side of my hips. "I'm sorry, miss. Your clothes were soiled, covered in dirt. I didn't think you would want them staining your bed sheets.
"Well..." I couldn't think of a good come back to beat him down. "Well what are you still doing here? You did your good Samaritan act. Get the hell out of my house."
"I can't at the moment."
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Drive By Wolf
by Jordyn Tracey
"What?" I turned over ready to cuss his ass out, only to come face-to-face with his dick hanging right in my face. A thousand thoughts raced through my mind. Girl, you are still naked. You're showing it all. He's naked. Punch him in the balls to hurry him on the way. Give his dick a nice long lick. I gasped at that last thought and froze in place. I couldn't move a muscle if I broke out into a sweat willing it. After swallowing something like fifteen times to calm myself, I found my voice. "Do you have to wave that shit in my face?
Damn."
In answer, the stranger reached down and hooked his hands under my arms. My anger and excitement went into over drive when his thumbs brushed the sides of my bare breasts. Just how many months since I had had me some was a mystery.
Chelle, you are not fucking a strange white guy and that's final.
He deposited me on the bed, and I drew a sheet over myself. While he stood looking around for somewhere to put his huge body, I yanked open my dresser and pulled out the hand mirror from the top drawer. The wound on my neck was almost gone. The dried blood was also gone, licked away by Freaky-Deaky here.
"Because you're the finest man I've ever seen and I feel like maybe you ... possibly saved my life, I'm going to give you a head start before I call the cops." I looked up to see the plea in his sexy eyes. "Just two hours until sun down. Please?"
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Drive By Wolf
by Jordyn Tracey
Common sense should have had me scared shitless, but he didn't—I'll kick myself later for thinking this lame crap—but he didn't smell like he was going to do me harm. That thought was what scared me, because something told me it was true. I could trust my sense of smell to let me know if a person was a