The fear in her voice made him wonder. She could be so sensual one moment and so scared the next. He was used to women that knew what they where doing and even the pure ones he'd had didn't seem so innocent. This girl had thrown him off track. It was going to be interesting. He knew that whatever happened, he would be in total control if she submitted completely. If she didn't, he knew that nothing would ever happen. This would be a new experience for him too. Jesse just hoped that he could make it the best possible for Britany. He knew he had to. "Don't worry. I'll do the best I know how." The feelings that coursed through his body were a shock. He felt more than desire for this young girl who looked up at him so trustingly.
Relaxing a little, Britany reached up to his face. Running her fingers down it, she gently slipped her hand around his neck and under his hair. Pulling her fingers through it, she whispered, "So soft."
Jesse smiled. "She just wants to be held right now," he thought to himself. Enfolding her in his arms, he felt that there was no better time than the present to start giving her a taste of life. As he pulled her close, he whispered, "I know you only want romance. I'll give you all that I can. If you'll give me just one chance to prove myself," He nuzzled her neck, "In love."
Britany recognized the words of a favorite song. Hearing those words some how reassured her. Moving her own arms around him, she bravely slid one hand all the way down his back to the waist of his jeans.
Feeling her hands on his back, Jesse moved his lips to find hers. Slowly, gently, he flicked his tongue across them. As she opened up to him, he probed deeper.
Parting her lips to him, she felt his movements as he explored. Moving her own tongue, she tentatively touched his.
Slacking off, he let her experiment. Gently, he guided her into his mouth.
The surges rushing through her body were unexpected. This was more than she had ever imagined. Slowly pulling back, she looked into his eyes. A deep expressive brown. They were almost impossible to see in the darkness that surrounded them. But she could see enough. Even in the dark, the seemed to glow with an inner light.
Feeling the tension, Jesse smiled at her. "Well Wolf. Wasn't that one a little better than the first?"
"Thanks, Jesse. Thank you."
Surprised, he shook his head, "For what?"
"Like I said, you hear different things from different people. I just found out that my best friend was the closest."
"How so?"
"A lot of my friends said that their first real kiss was a disaster. They said it was awful. Rachel was the closest, though."
"I'm scared to ask, but what did she say?"
"She said that her first was strange at first. She that it got real good after she got over the initial surprise. But I kind of think mine was better than that. It was great all the way through."
Laughing, he hugged her to him. "I like you. Did you know that? This is going to be a night to remember."
A hint of fear crept into her voice again as she asked the question that had always haunted her. "Jesse, I need a truthful answer. How bad is it going to hurt?"
"Britany, that's one question that I can only guess at. It varies with the person. I have seen girls that no matter what you did, it was still going to hurt pretty bad. But then I've also seen girls that it was so easy for them that you almost wondered whether it had really happened or not. I think that you'll be kind of in between. It won't be bad, but you'll feel it. Don't be scared. I can guarantee that it won't be as bad with me as it would with some other guys."
"Jesse, I don't guess that I'll get over this fear until it's all over with. I just hope you are as good as you seem to be." She felt a little better, more relaxed, but still slightly hesitant.
"I understand," he said, stroking her long hair.
"Hey Felix! I hate to interrupt, but ask her where we go from here." The driver suddenly called back from the front.
Startled, Britany struggled to regain the composure she had begun to lose to the look in Jesse's eyes. Looking out the window, she saw where they were and told the driver where to go. They were only a few minutes from her house.
Jesse's face told the story of his desire and amazement. Just before his friend interrupted, he had seen the change in Britany. She didn't seem as scared anymore. He hoped that it meant she would be willing to submit to him completely. As he thought about this, he sensed her need for a few minutes of peace. Just watching her, he again wondered at her total innocence. She had seemed so different earlier.
Britany sat in silence watching the familiar landscape whip past as they neared her house. When the reached the first piece of land belonging to her family, a slow smile of wonder flitted across her face. The actual realization of what was happening dawned upon her. "Could this really be happening?" she wondered silently.
The car slowed to a stop at the bottom of the long driveway as the driver called back, "Is this the one?"
"Yeah, just press the button on the post and the gate will open."
Britany wondered at the butterflies that she felt. Then, remembering a problem, she turned to Jesse. "Don't try and be a gentleman and open the car door for me. It'll be better the other way around. In fact, don't even get out of the car until I tell you it's okay."
"Why?"
She laughed and answered him with one word, "Justin."
"Who is that? The butler or something?"
Britany snorted, "In this place? Hell, I do the housework most of the time! You'll see who I'm talking about."
Coming to a stop in front of a fairly large house, the driver turned to speak with Jesse as Britany jumped out of the car. Momentarily, both paused to watch her, then turned back to talk.
The man shook his head, "Damn, man! You know how the find the foxes!"
Jesse laughed, "Not in her case."
"What do you mean? She is gorgeous!" He was shocked.
"She, my friend, is a Wolf."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"It's her nickname."
"Oh, okay. Tell me, when do you want me to come back? Or do you?"
"I don't know yet. It may be in the morning, or it may be not at all. Give me your telephone number. I'll call you if I need you."
The driver handed him a piece of paper with the number on it. "Here, just be sure I get an hour's lee-way to get here." Turning, he looked back toward the house, "What in the hell is that!"
Running to the front door, Britany grabbed the chain leash hanging beside it. She intercepted Justin as he rounded the corner of the house.
"Hey big guy! Don't worry, they're with me." She laughed at the animal's almost comical expression when he realized who it was.
Britany snapped the clasp to his collar. "You're just an overgrown puppy, aren't you?" She ruffled the thick mane of black fur about his neck. Gently, she tugged the chain. "Come on, let's go meet our guests."
With the sudden exclamation, Jesse looked to see what had caused it. Softly, he whistled, "Damn, what an animal!" Seeing Britany motion him, he stepped out of the car. Fearlessly, he walked toward them.
She saw that he wasn't daunted, "Well, what do you think?"
"Gorgeous! Absolutely gorgeous."
"I knew he wouldn't hurt you, but, I decided that it might be better if I introduced you to him." She smiled at the way Jesse had approached Justin, and was now kneeling face to face, petting him. "He scares some people."
"I can see why, he's huge. Is he full-blooded?"
"Yeah, his mother was bred and born wild. His sire was born and raised here in the county. To ensure that Justin would never get any wild habits from his mother, he was taken away from her at birth and raised on a bottle. When he was old enough, offers were taken from people in the community to find him a home. The best home was picked and we got him. He's only about three now."
"Why did they do a wolf that way? It doesn't seem right." Jesse was amazed that a county would do something like that for no obvious reason, or so it seemed to him.
"I knew you would ask that, everybody new around here does. I told you that our school mascot was the wolf. Well, Justin is the mascot. My family offered to keep him and they picked us. His name also represents us. You see, you are in Justin County." Britany laughed at his reaction.
Just nodding, Jesse laughed with her, amazed though he was at the irony of this situation.
"Let's go inside. It's kind of cool out here." She smiled, "Here's the key."
"Okay." He watched her as she walked away from him leading the biggest wolf he had ever seen. Justin was definitely an amiable fellow, he had to admit. Turning the key in the lock, he heard it click, then opened the door. What he saw inside was impressive, not spectacular, but definitely nice.
"Let me go put him in the other room," Britany led Justin down the hall.
"There, he's all nice and snug," she smiled as she walked back into the kitchen.
"He's not the only one." Jesse reached for her waist.
Britany was amazed at her reaction to his unexpected words and warm touch. When none of her earlier fear appeared, she boldly slipped her arms around his shoulders. "I hope not." As she ran her fingers through the back of his long blond hair, she asked, "How about I fix us something to drink? I think we've got about everything."
"For once in my life, I don't think that I want anything. At least not what I think you mean. But, if you're got it, a plain old Coke would be fine."
"You're right, I did mean that. I think that agree with you, though." Britany was inwardly relieved that he didn't want anything.
Releasing her, he stood waiting as she got the drinks and returned. As he took one, he made a point of touching her hand. "Thanks," he said softly.
His simple touch sent shivers up her arm. Still unafraid, she only blinked slowly, an unconsciously seductive move. "Sure. But, sorry, nothing fancy here. Just plain cans is all you get."
"Do you hear me complaining? I think that they're better this way." He laughed at his next thought. "You get more lip action with a can."
Shaking her head, Britany laughed at his words. Then she remembered something a friend had once told her about can tops. "Yeah, I like cans too. But for a different reason."
He saw the gleam in her eyes, "What's that?"
Praying that it wouldn't break, she pulled the tab off the top of her can. Holding it up, she answered. "Do you know what these mean?"
"No, not really. But I've heard a few things."
"To all my friends and myself they are called 'fuck tabs'."
Laughing, he had to ask, "Why do you call them that?"
"There was a girl that came through here one time that told us about them. Seems that they're good for a fuck."
"How do you get that idea?"
"Whoever you give one of these to has give a fuck in return. I never thought I'd have the chance to use one, but I've gotten pretty good at popping them off. You've got to get them off with out breaking the little ring around them. See how this one looks?"
Looking at the object in her hand, he smiled and glanced back down at his own can. Twisting the tab around, he popped it off as she had done. Feeling a warm surge just holding the little piece of metal, he stared into her eyes.
"So you did it." Britany felt a gentle longing start deep inside. "Jesse?"
"What?"
"Here. Take mine. I'm giving it to you. Take it," she paused, "if you want too."
Not saying a word, he reached under his hair and undid the silver chain around his neck. Holding it in one hand, he took the tab in the other. Pressing it to his lips first, he slipped it onto the chain and then fastened it back around his neck.
Britany watched this with intense fascination. Her eyes followed his hands through their movements with the chain, then she watched them as they approached her.
Tearing her gaze away from his hands as one of them found her waist again, she dropped her head to the side and closed her eyes. Not afraid; overcome. The emotions she felt were new and threatened to overpower her. She had become perfectly comfortable around Jesse and was finding it easier to give in to his hands. The Wolf knew she had been mastered.
"Here, I want to be sure we each get an equal share. I offer you mine. I know this doesn't relieve my debt, because, if you still want, I fully intend to pay it." He held out the tab he had taken off.
Raising her eyes to face him, she carefully reached to take it.
When her fingers touched his palm, he quickly grasped her hand. "Do you want me to pay? Britany, I don't mean to scare you, but remember, this night is forever. Whatever happens tonight will be with you forever. In this game, there are no second chances."
Britany knew what she wanted to say, but not how to say it. Slowly she began, "Jesse, I know that, and I know what I want." The deep longing she felt intensified as the fire she saw in his liquid brown eyes grew brighter.
"What do you want, Wolf?"
She stood silently watching his face. Unable to say the word aloud, she formed it with her lips, "You." Then it came easier, "I want you, Jesse. I need you." Finishing, she dropped her head again.
Resting a hand on the side of her face, he forced her to look up at him. "Britany, do you really want me? Do you want to make love to me, or do you really want to love me? Tell me the truth. I won't leave you because of your answer. There's more here than I usually feel."
She bravely looked into his face, "Before I answer your questions, answer one for me."
"Sure, you said you'd answer almost any question, and so will I."
But the question she asked caught him off guard. "I know this is too fast, but Jesse, do you love me?"
"This could be a long answer. I don't mean to sound pushy or anything, but can we go to your room? I think we've got some more talking to do. Okay?"
"I agree." She took his hands. "This way. Don't worry, I still want you to pay your debt. But I think we do need to talk first."
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