My Bully is a WEREWOLF!!

Chapter 23

~~~Vanessa's P.O.V~~~  

I arched my back, lifting my hips towards him, for more pleasure. I lifted my head to see his head moving a bit. It was so arousing. I felt something building up inside. It was almost unbearable. It felt so...oh.... I screamed out a loud, screaming moan, as the pressure that was building up was released.  

I winced, from the pleasure, when Brandon began to lick up whatever that left my body. It was weird yet it felt so good.  

"Are feeling better now?" he asked, after a while. I couldn't controlling my breathing nor my heart at all.  

I looked up at him to see a wolf-like grin on his face. "You seriously enjoyed that didn't you?"  

His smile widens. "Well, it was to make you feel better, but I have to admit, you taste divine."  

"Well, good for you smarty pants; it's not happening again."  

His face fell. "Why not?" I was utterly surprised. Is he really upset that I wont allow him to have oral sex with me? That kind of makes me curious of how delicious he tastes. I shook my head to rid the nasty thought.  

"Wow."  

"What?"  

"You liked it that much?"  

He looked confused. Almost hurt. So I quickly said, "Don't get me wrong; it was...unbelievable. I am just not really comfortable with your mouth...there."  

"Oh, at least you aren't hurting anymore."  

"True," I said, sliding over to him.  

"You do know that the pain relief isn't going to last very long, right? Especially if we haven't officially, I think."  

"Now you tell me," I sighed, cuddling up in his lap. He snaked his arms around me, holding me.  

"I like this. Holding you. Naked," I swore I heard him smile. Then it hit me. I'm naked...in his lap...and he's holding me!  

"OMG!" I jumped off him and flew under the sheets.  

"C'mon baby. You should, at the very least, be comfortable being naked in front of me," he said with a pout. He's so adorable.

"Especially that I just pleasured you."  

"True. But I'm not, so...."  

"Fine, but eventually you'll have to."  

"Yeah, yeah, yeah," I scowled, playfully, at him. Then a thought came to me, "So, what do we do now? Go back to the party?"  

"No!" he snapped. OK.....  

"You didn't have to yell," I informed, in a matter-of-fact tone.  

"I'm sorry, I just hate that other's get to see what's mine," He whined, with a pout.  

He reaches over to pull me to him, but I jump off the bed, running to the closet, dragging then sheets with me. I'm sure I heard a growl, but I'm not sure.  

I grabbed a pair of lace underwear and quickly threw them on. I found one of Brandon's t-shirts and threw that on as well. That's as far as the nakedness could go for me.  

I walked out of the closet, jumped on the bed, and snuggled up to my man. I heard him chuckle.  

"So this is as much nakedness I get to see?"  

In a boring tone, I said, "Of course."  

"At the barbeque, you seemed more than comfortable," damn.