Save Me

17

Mac put the car into ignition and drove out of the car park and onto the road taking right turn at the first exit.

"Where are you going?" I said as I realized he wasn't taking me home in fact the opposite direction.

He continued driving ignoring my question.

"I swear if you get on the motorway I will jump out of this moving vehicle." I threatened ten minutes into the journey.

He rolled his eye, as he turned right and a drive through KFC came into view. He pulled up against the intercom, rolled his window down and asked. "What do you want?"

"Large popcorn chicken, two large fries and Oreo crushem and sweet chilli sauce." I said without hesitation.

I hadn't realised it but I was starving much to his dismay I ate my food in the car making close to very little mess.

As he pulled into the drive way he looked at me dead serious. "Never again, you are not allowed to eat in my car." He said as he switched off the engine.

"This is the first and last time I'm getting in your car."

He smirked at me, "I doubt that," he said.

I unbuckled the seat belt and leaned against the chair, stretching my arms and legs. "I'm so tired," I said in between a yawn as I rubbed my stomach. My eyes were beginning to droop.

"Come on," Mac said opening the door. He swooped me up in his arms without a problem and carried me up stairs.

*

I woke a few hours later. My head heavy and I wasn't feeling refreshed as I had hoped. Deciding I wanted a shower I grabbed my towel and headed to the bathroom. Showering I dried myself and wrapped my hair in my towel. Applying the moisturiser all over my stretch marks were letting themselves known. They were all over, no matter how much moisturiser I was using it didn't do anything to hide them. They ran up along my thighs and lower stomach.

My eyes began to water as my frustration built up as I starred myself down in the mirror dressed only in my underwear. I let out a frustrated scream.

The door opened and Mac burst in. "What happened?" He shouted his eyes flashing between him and his wolf. They stopped as they landed on me, I had nothing to say, his eyes focused and focused on me.

"What's wrong," he said stepping further into the room.

"Everything," I complained. "The stretch marks, they're everywhere. This stupid oil isn't working."

"Where?" He asked in a whisper. He was now standing right next to me, his hands gently on my stomach slowly the drifted down as he went on his knees. He kissed lightly where my stretch marks were slowly trailing up my thighs and stomach. Along the valley of my chest, along my collar bone stopping below my ear.

Slowly he leaned in, I met him half way making our lips touch. The kiss was soft and slow, his hands roaming my body, touching me, squeezing me, pulling me into him. The kiss soon turned aggressive, his hands in my hair grabbing a hand full, my hands went to his hair, they were just as soft as that night. Without breaking the kiss he unclasped my bra with one hand while the other was on cupping my butt cheek.

I pulled away breaking the kiss. I wrapped my arms around my chest. "I'm not the only one who's going to be naked," I said eyeing him.

He smiled pulling me into him, I took off his T-shirt and unbuttoned his jeans with his help I got them off. Both in our underwear he pulled me into him and captured my lips between his. He found his way to my undies. His fingers hooked on the band slowly he pulled them down. "I still have the underwear I took from the first time." He whispered in a gruff voice as he nuzzled his nose in the crook of my neck.