Her head lolled back and she moaned from the touch, her hand squeezing his hardness to feel it throb even through the denim. Her head snapped back up ...nd she gasped, following the action with a hungry kiss that left nothing to the imagination. When they broke from the kiss, Marie grinned sultrily and turned on her heels. She walked toward the bedroom, looking over her shoulder and tugging downward on the dress gathered at her hips. When she reached the doorway, she let both dress and panties. "Do it again, Tim? Please??"Tim smiled as though he had me over a barrel. "We'll talk about itlater, Jaynelle -- er, you're Bethy now since we're home, right?" Okay," I shoved his hand against my short-shorts. "Just a little?Please??...?"He moved his hand and my thumping heart soared then sunk as he reachedpast me and unlocked my door; "Go to bed, Bethy -- and if mom notices,tell her that you accidently sat on some damp rag."I sulkily got out the car and slammed the door. "You're a bad man!. I thought of screaming, “Get off me, jerk,” but I was too embarrassed and didn’t want to make a scene. The next stop was in about ten minutes and I told myself I could stand it that long. Then, of all the freaking luck, the train STOPPED between stations for about 5 minutes. You’d think maybe this slimy creep would stop without the movement of the car giving him cover, but he actually became more aggressive, brazenly thrusting way up in between my cheeks. I was so shocked and paralyzed with. But Beatrice is a close friend. If she shows up, you can trust her. Maybe not her boss — a dude with a bandage over his eyes — or her friends, but she’s trustworthy. Jessy, Damien, Fiona, Natasha, let them in if they show up at the mansion.”“Um, b-but not Eric?”“Eric.” Jack sighed, leaned forward, and set his elbows on his knees as he considered. “The other wolves in the city are proving to be a problem, but Eric’s not part of their pack. But, he’s not a vampire either, and not part of any.