"It's not alright. Look at you. You're in pain. Hell, I knew better than to do this. You're still sore from last night.” He began cursing himself under his breath for allowing his lust to get the better of him.
"Hugh, I'll be fine. If we take it slow and easy, it'll be okay.” She gripped him tighter with her legs. She was tender, but it was nothing she couldn't handle. Already her body was starting to loosen and relax around him. She wanted him. She was not going to let a little tenderness prevent her from enjoying his touch.
"I'm not willing to take that chance. I will not be responsible for hurting you. Once was enough. You think I didn't see you hobbling around this morning? I saw. What's more is that I expected it. I'm the one who cleaned the blood from your body last night while you slept. Until you are totally healed, I won't be touching you and that's final."
Thrown for a minute by the knowledge that she'd bled, she opened her mouth to argue. Hugh cut off the argument she was about to make by dropping his upper body down on her. The weight of his chest knocked the breath out of her, preventing her from speaking. Reaching behind him, he pried open her legs and freed himself.
As Hugh rolled to sit on the side of the bed, her alarm clock went off. She reached out angrily and slapped the thing off. Hugh took advantage of her brief distraction to slip on his pants and leave the room. As he walked out of the door, he called over his shoulder, “I'll get the coffee started while you get ready for work."
The words that flowed from her mouth would have shocked her mother. She stomped into the bathroom and slammed the door. She was horny and frustrated. It didn't matter that Hugh had brought her to climax only moments ago. She'd been sleep and thought she was dreaming. Who the hell told him he could spend the night with her anyway? Didn't he have a home?
She washed and went back into the room to dress, still calling Hugh every name she could think of under her breath. When she was dressed, she stalked into the kitchen to get some coffee to drink, anger in every line of her body.
"Hardheaded, stubborn man. Like I don't know my own body.” She ignored the little voice of reason telling her that Hugh had done the right thing. She ignored him as well until he went into the bathroom to prepare for the day.
She slammed cabinets, looking for something to eat. “Screw it. I'm too angry. I don't even like breakfast."
Hugh entered the kitchen dressed differently from the night before. He must have packed a bag yesterday, which meant he'd planned on staying here last night. “Yes, Hugh. I'd love for you to spend the night. So good of you to ask,” she muttered under her breath. Yet another thing to be pissed about.
"You need more than coffee this morning. You need to eat. You don't know what's in store for you today and your brain will function better if you eat a little something. It doesn't have to be much. Why don't I make you some toast?"
She finished her coffee and walked around him to put her cup in the sink. After retrieving her lunch from the refrigerator, she walked out of the kitchen and went to get her purse so she could leave. She had nothing to say. Didn't even want to look at him. Purse and lunch in hand, she walked to the door and opened it.
"Oh, no, you don't. You're not walking out of here angry. We'll settle this thing here and now, before you leave."
The door shut with a bang as he spun her around. Knocking her things out of her hands, he caught her by the thighs and lifted her up, pressing her back against the door. The move startled her into grabbing his shoulders. “I know what your problem is and I'm going to fix it. Right here, right now."
Lining his cock up with the notch in her thighs, he held her open as he pressed his erection against her throbbing clit. He rubbed against her in a motion that quickly had her squirming in his arms. When she was sufficiently aroused, he lowered his mouth and kissed her. She was so on edge that it didn't take long to make her explode in his arms. He continued to rub against her, drawing out every last drop of pleasure.
With her body still shuddering, he broke their kiss and slid to his knees. He reached under her skirt and removed her underwear. Then he draped a leg over his shoulder and lowered his mouth to her pussy, which glistened with honey. He licked her slit, before concentrating on her clit. He took a single finger and stroked it in and out of her sheath, until she came apart in his arms.
When she lay panting against the door, he licked his mouth and fingers clean. “Better?"
Mary Elizabeth buried her face in her hands. “God, I acted like such a brat. I'm sorry I got so mad."
"Sexual frustration will do that to a person."
"What about you?” She cupped his erection. “You didn't come."
"You don't have time to take care of me. You've got a job to get to. Go get cleaned up so you can leave before you're late."
She went in the room and straightened up. When she returned, he handed her things to her, he kissed her lightly on the lips and opened the door. “Have a good day at work. Come to the diner tonight when you get home, after you've had a chance to unwind. I'll feed you. I hope your lunch is okay."
"Even if it's not, it won't change the taste and that's all that matters.” She reached up for one, last lingering kiss before walking out the door. At the bottom of the stairs, she turned and waved when she spotted him still standing there watching.
Hugh stood there until she got in her truck and drove away. As soon as she was gone, he headed straight for the bathroom, undoing his pants as he went. He dropped his pants and stood over the toilet. His cock was so hard that he could hammer nails, and just as painful. Three to four strokes later he was shooting his load into the bowl.
Pulling out had been one of the hardest things he'd ever had to do. As her mate, her needs came before his own, not that she'd thanked him. The little hellion had quite a temper on her. A wicked grin crossed his face before he laughed. Fortunately, he was man enough to handle her. Damn, the next couple of days waiting for her to heal were going to be rough.
Kiesha pounced as soon as she walked in the door. “Where the hell have you been all weekend? I've been calling since Saturday and you never answered. The phone just rang and rang."
"Well, hello to you, too. And for your information, my phone never rang. I would have heard it if it had. I've been home all weekend.” Except for the time she spent with Hugh, but she wasn't ready to talk about that just yet.
"I was really worried about you. I know Hugh told Alex that you were fine but I needed to know for sure."
"I'm fine. It got a little rough Friday night but everything turned out okay. I can guarantee that I won't be drinking any more Shifter Surprises, no matter how good they taste. My one experience with their potency was enough."
"Alex said you were sick but that Hugh stayed long enough to make sure you were alright. He was really worried about you when you left the party. Are you sure the two of you don't have something going?"
Mary Elizabeth had forgotten their conversation about Hugh. It seemed a lifetime ago. So much had happened since then. “I'm sure I'm not ready for a serious relationship with anyone right now. I might be persuaded to fool around and have a little fun, but he would have to agree to keep things light.” Then she laughed, thinking to herself, Hugh was definitely fun.
Kiesha laughed with her. “Well, I'm glad you're okay. I'd hate for you to have come all this way and have something serious happen. Your mother would kill me."
"I doubt it.” There was only a hint of bitterness in her tone. She'd learned a long time ago to accept things the way they were. Changing the subject, she looked around at the construction site that was her new place of employment. “Okay, now that I'm here, where do I start?"