Free The Alpha's Pulse (Paranormal Shifter Werewolf Romance) by Joanna Wilson Page A

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    Unsurprisingly, there were just a few people left. The couple in the corner kissing, the pool players, and Mr. Tall and Sexy, whom she had tried to ignore for the past hour and failed. She didn’t know why he affected her the way he did. Every time their eyes met, a quick shudder of heat rushed between her legs. She’d probably ruined her jeans with how wet she was.
     
    She walked over to the pool table. The men were laughing and having a good time.
     
    “Alright gentlemen, last call. You’re gonna have to wrap it up.”
     
    They looked over at the man sitting at the bar. He tilted his head and the men put down their pool sticks and headed for the door.
     
    What the hell. That was weird.
     
    “What time you headed out?” He asked her again. She was headed to the juke box to turn it off.
     
    “Why?” she said over her shoulder. “Am I holding up your plans or something?”
     
    “Actually, yes.” he said as he walked a slow circle around her and stopped when he was the only thing in her sight. Her heart was going wild and she did her best to keep it together.
     
    “What do I have to do with your plans?”
     
    “You are my plans love.” He said simply. “Go. Finish up. I’ll be waiting.”
     
    She couldn’t help but laugh. “You're really sure of yourself.”
     
    “That I am. The way I see it, you look like you could use a good time. I know I sure as hell can.  I’m a man who gets what I want and unless I'm wrong, you’re the same way. And right now we both want each other. Tell me I’m wrong.” When she remained silent he continued.
     
    “You're the sexiest thing I’ve seen lately. How about we make each other's night? I promise I won't bite.” Coming up close to her he whispered, “Unless you want me to.”
     
    As he said the last words, he placed a light kiss on her lips. She felt like she would melt where she stood. She didn’t know who this man was, or why he seemed to know he affected her, but she knew one thing. It had been six long months since she had a good lay. She would never see this man again. It wouldn’t hurt if she gave in this once, would it? She shrugged her shoulders. To hell with it.
     
    “Let me lock up. Then we can go. What’s your name by the way?”
     
    “Vance. You?”
     
    “Elissa.” she turned on her heel and made sure she swayed her hips, knowing he would be looking.
     
    ***
     
    It was a short drive to her house. She pulled in the driveway and shut off the engine. She bit her lip as she glanced behind her and saw Mr. Tall and Sexy walking up the driveway. She made it to her door in record time and undid the lock. He didn’t waste any time. As soon as she let him in the house, he pushed her up against the wall, grinding his erection into her. A moan escaped her lips, her hands going up the wall. He laced his finger through hers, trailing his tongue down her neck.
     
    Spinning her around, he cupped her breast through her blouse and bent to her neck. His tongue snaked its way down to the valley of her breast. He needed more. With a growl, he ripped her shirt open and moaned at the sight.
     
    She wore a lacy black bra that barely contained her large breast. Her eyes fluttered open when the man plucked one breast out from its restraints and then the other.
     
    “Beautiful.” He growled.
     
    He sucked hard on one nipple as his fingers flicked and pinched the other. His wicked tongue teased a sharp intake of breath that hung sweetly in her throat as pleasure radiated across her chest.
     
    With his free hand, Vance cupped Elissa’s sex, rubbing hard through her jeans. He paused to take care of the button and zipper. As he tugged at her jeans, his mouth followed, trailing lower and lower until the warm wet tongue lapped at her inner thighs, stopping just shy of the quivering mound between her legs.
     
    He smiled. The black panties were the only piece of underclothes she had on.
     
    Breathing in her musky scent, he growled again, deeper