DCM A/N: We are happy this week to rerun a Wolf squeeze from WolfHOOr & NiceKittyRAWR which originally ran last year. Make sure to check out our blog for their picspiration. Ready, set, squeeze!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Squeeze My Lemon~~~~~~~~~ 08.01.12~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Senses"
Disclaimer: We aren't SM. She owns Twilight; we own a bunch of nail polish. Big difference.
A/N: Our good friend CharTwilightMom begged us to provide a little wolf fun for Dirty Cheeky Monkeys "Squeeze My Lemon". We used pic prompt #16, which can be found on our blog or DCM's blog..
This is about 2-3 years after BD, but part of the world we created in "Losing Control", an Embry imprint story.
Hope you enjoy a little walk on the wolf side!
Kim Connweller, Jared's imprintee, POV
Class ends early, thank goodness, so I decide to head back to my dorm room. I'm hoping to catch a nap before doing some studying for my upcoming finals. With any luck my dorm-mate will still be out and I'll get some peace and quiet.
I pull my phone from my pocket to check for messages, my brows furrow in concern when there's still nothing there. Jared has usually sent me a text by now. I scroll to the name I have him saved under, "Cupcake" and type out a quick text.
I grin, remembering the first time I called him that in front of the other guys. They all had a field day with it, but once they calmed down, Jared just grinned at me and said, "If I'm a cupcake, then you are the amazing frosting that completes me." He's been calling me "Frosting" ever since.
As I run across campus, my heart is heavy, missing my boyfriend. As much as I want to be a Physician's Assistant, this time away from him is hell.
When I finally reach the dorm, I juggle my books and the key in my hand until I manage to get the door unlocked and step into the barely lit room. I drop my loaded down backpack on the desk and kick my shoes off. The door slams behind me and I sigh in the quiet.
Before I realize what's happening a pair of rough hands grip my hips and pull me back. I gasp in shock just as something covers my eyes. I am now in complete darkness and my heart begins pounding in fear.
Someone followed me?
Someone broke into my room and was waiting on me?
I'm going to die, right here, and no one will ever know what happened. Oh God.
Then one name starts rapidly going through my mind. Jared. I'll never see Jared again.
Mustering as much courage as possible I whimper out, "Whoever you are, you are going to want to let me go! My boyfriend will literally tear you apart if you touch me. Hewill find out."
I try to sound menacing and confident but I can hear the fear in my own voice.
Suddenly, I'm surrounded by a clean masculine smell and a pair of lips is next to my ear. He presses his hips against mine and I can feel he's getting hard. Oh God. No. My body reacts right away, nipples tightening, which I find sickening. Then the intruder growls before speaking.
A gasp flutters from my lips when I hear his words, "I don't think your boyfriend will mind."
I jerk to attention, my heart racing no longer from fear, but because I know that voice. I inhale deeply and I realize I know that scent too. I should have known that fresh, spiciness anywhere. I allowed my imagination to get the best of me. My body knew before my brain did.
"JARED?"
"Mmm, hi baby," he whispers huskily before nipping at my earlobe.
My mouth goes dry as his chest presses into my back. I try to move my tongue across my bottom lip but it's useless. It's been too long since I've tasted his mouth; I'm anticipating the luxury. I lean my back against his chest, needing to be closer to him and he pulls me back tightly. Now that I'm closer I can really feel how hard he is and it makes my flushed skin break out in goosebumps.
"What are you doing here? You scared me!" The tremor in my voice has started to lessen but I know he can still hear it.
Jared's hands move from my hips up my torso, gently massaging my skin through the fabric of my shirt.
"I didn't mean to frighten you, Kimmy. I just wanted to surprise you."
"We're going on a little weekend getaway. I'm going to do unspeakable things to you. The blindfold stays on until we get to our destination."
The tone of Jared's voice combined with his words sends a vibration up my spine and arousal pooling between my legs. It seems like forever since I've had his hands on my naked skin. I've been counting down the days until I'm able to make a trip back home. The last thing I expected today was a surprise visit from Jared.
"How can I walk with a blindfold over my eyes?" I ask. My ears strain to hear any little sound I can. Jared releases me and before I know what he's doing I feel his lips cover mine. He's stepped in front of me, his body hovering near mine but not completely touching.
"I'll carry you," Jared tells me as I feel him step away. I frown at the loss of contact then I tilt my face down to the floor. He has grasped my foot in his hand and is placing my shoe back on it. After he's finished he runs his hands up my legs while he stands again.
True to his word; Jared carries me from the dorm and my face flames, hoping no one notices us leaving. I have to remind him to grab my books before we leave. As much as I'm looking forward to spending the weekend with him, I still need to study.
He places me in the car and we drive for an indeterminable amount of time. It's hard for me to get my bearings being blindfolded. My hands are clasped in my lap, fingers twisting and turning until Jared reaches over and loosens my grip.
The rest of the car ride is full of light chatter from my boyfriend. I try to focus on what he's saying but can't. When we finally pull to a stop I sit up straight, on alert, my heart pounding again. Jared exits the car; a few seconds later the passenger door opens and he takes my hand in his. He guides me, walking a short distance before stopping. I hear him give his name, then some light typing. Another voice speaks and then Jared lifts me in his arms.
I hear an elevator ding then we step on and take a short, silent trip. When I hear the doors swish open again, Jared steps out. He sets me on my feet and I hear the sounds of a door opening just before he takes my hand. Once we are inside what I assume is a hotel room, I stand immobile, unsure which direction I can move in.
"Over here, babe. Have a seat," Jared's lips hover over mine; a breath away while his hands grip my upper arms gently, guiding me backwards. My legs hit the edge of a bed and I sit down, reaching my hands up to touch him.
"Can I see you now? I miss your face," I tell him. I know he probably has plans of his own but I hope he won't deny me this.
"Soon, Frosting," is all he says and I frown slightly. There's a shuffling and movement of fabric then Jared is taking off my shoes and helping me out of my jacket. His lips gently kiss my neck. I tilt my head to the side, giving him more access to my skin. Jared's tongue glides along the column, up to my ear. He does a little tongue roll thing and it makes me giggle, just like always. Placing a kiss on my jaw he moves his hands to my waist and lifts me further up the bed. The mattress dips and then his lips are on mine.
I reach out for him, my hands coming in contact with Jared's chest, which is covered with a button up shirt. My fingers dance up the placket and buttons, working on releasing them so I can touch the hot skin beneath. His mouth on me is distracting but I manage the first few buttons quickly before my hands slip beneath, splaying across the muscles.
My fingernails tease over Jared's nipples and he hisses, bringing a smile to my face. It's nice to know I can still distract him even when he's determined to torture me. His teeth scrape against my earlobe and I moan his name. The blindfold has heightened my senses. Everything is more intense, even something as simple as his tongue sliding over my skin.
His hands begin to slip beneath the edge of my sweater; rough fingers caressing the skin on my stomach with gentle touches. The muscles beneath my skin quiver under Jared's hands and I sigh with happiness. Finally getting to feel him after so long is like a glass of water after a week without any.
Jared doesn't waste his time, ridding me of my top, careful to make sure the blindfold remains in place. As soon as it's over my head his hands are on my breasts; thumbs running over my nipples through the fabric of my bra. My body moves on its own, arching toward his hands.
Jared makes a sound deep in his chest that somehow turns me on even more, if that's possible. He quickly removes the bra, but then all I feel is cool air hitting my overheated skin. Just when I'm about to ask where he's gone I feel his tongue touch the very tip of a nipple. I gasp in surprise just as he does the same to the other breast.
I try to reach out to him, pull him forward, but where I think he should be, there is just air. Even though my body is almost shaking with my need for him, I do my best to just listen. It sounds like he is getting undressed, which sets my heart fluttering even harder.
Jared's deep-chested laughter comes from just a little bit in front of me. "Your heart is pounding, Frosting. I take it you like your surprise?"
"Yes," I sigh, "but I miss you, J. Come back over here, please?"
He doesn't answer me, but his hands move me to lay back on the bed. His fingertips make a slow trail from my shoulders, over my breasts, down my stomach to the waist of my jeans. Every inch of skin that he touches feels like it is catching fire. I'm only able to manage shallow breaths as I anticipate his next move.
He releases the button of my jeans then slowly lowers the zipper, but he pauses when I think he'll pull the jeans down further. I understand his pause when I feel his mouth at my belly button. I can just barely hear him say, "I'm going to taste every inch of your skin."
My legs tremble slightly as I feel him sliding my jeans down. His tongue and mouth burn my skin as he slowly moves down my stomach and legs. Once he removes the jeans, he leans over me. As his lips brush mine, I'm so hungry for him that I lift up to increase the pressure.
Jared's mouth takes the lead and I revel in the simple act of kissing him. Every part of him is precious to me, but it's his lips that I dream of most when we are apart. Those lips kiss me in moments of passion, whisper words of love to me when we are together, and encourage me from miles away to keep going when I think I can't take another moment of school.
He slowly pulls back, returning me to the bed before I feel his lips against my ear again. "I want to taste all of my Frosting, but I need you."
Turning my head toward his mouth I speak softly, "I need you, too. Please, baby, make love to me."
Jared doesn't say anything and when I don't feel him move from hovering over me, I assume he's going to continue on his planned path. Then, to my surprise, my world goes from complete darkness to seeing nothing but his beautiful, smiling face.
"Jared!" I cry in excitement. My arms reach out, pulling him down to me so I can take all of him in. As much as I've enjoyed being able to center my attention on his touches, it hasn't felt real until this moment. Not until I can actually see him with my own eyes. "I've missed you, Cupcake."
"Not as much as I've missed you." He says with just a hint of frustration in his voice. I know that this time apart is even worse for him because of the imprint. I never wanted to hurt him, but Jared was the one that encouraged me to go pursue my dreams.
As my heart clinches for his pain, other parts of me begin clenching for a different reason. While he had me blindfolded, Jared managed to get both of us naked. Looking down his body, I realize just how much he needs me.
My eyes jump back up to his and I find him smiling down at me, "I told you."
"Well then what are you waiting for?" I wiggle my eyebrows at him which makes him growl deep in his chest.
Jared jumps off the bed for just a second before returning with a condom in his hand. Quickly covering himself, he returns to hovering over me. I want to explore his body but I know both of us need to be together. Suddenly I'm struck with an idea.
"J? Where's that blindfold?"
Jared tilts his head at me, surprised by my request, but then grins. "You sure?"
I nod eagerly, even though I'll miss seeing his face I'm excited to try something new. He grabs the blindfold, kissing me once more before covering my eyes. My world has once again gone black.
As my vision is removed, my other senses kick in again. My skin prickles in anticipation of his touch while I listen for any sound from him. The first thing I feel is his mouth moving softly over my chin then down my neck. Despite the heat coming off of him, a chill moves down my body. Teeth nibble at my skin and his tongue follows quickly behind. A moan escapes my throat and I arch into him, desperate to feel more, to have him.
I thread my fingers through Jared's hair, tugging and guiding him down. "What, babe? Did you want me to go somewhere in particular?" He's teasing me; I can hear the smile in his voice just before he runs the tip of his tongue against my nipple. The touch is so light that I think I'm imagining it at first. But no, he does it again and oh my God does it feel good. His warm lips encircle my heaving skin and I whimper and beg him to keep going, to stop torturing me.
Jared doesn't speak any more; even when I try to talk to him he places a finger over my lips. He's issuing an attack on my senses, including being as quiet as possible so I can't track his next move. He is only using his mouth to tease and please me. I love this man more than I can even express. He seems to know exactly what I need before I can tell him what I want.
I feel his lips move to my other breast, treating it just as sweetly as the first. Ripples of desire move through my body and I readily move my hips against him. He is almost out of reach so that his hardness is only a feather light touch between my legs. I'm wet and aching for him and when I tell him so he cups me in his hand. My hips have a mind of their own and arch up, forcing his fingers into me.
We both moan in appreciation and I do it again, showing him without words that I need more. Jared's mouth disappears for a second, only to reattach itself to my neck. He's panting in my ear and the sound is so raw and sexy a whimper rattles my throat.
"I'm going to fuck you now, Kimmy. I'm going to bring you to the edge over and over until you can't take it anymore. You're going to cum so hard you'll see God. Are you ok with that?"
I'm sorry, what? My brain has a melt down and it extends through my entire body. Hips stop moving; hands release the grip on his hair and fall to my side. I have no control over my muscles any longer. My tongue slips out of my mouth to wet my dry lips so I can speak, "I am more than ok with that."
Jared presses the head of his erection against me and I want to cry as he glides into me. My thighs quiver as I take him in. He feels so good, filling me, making me whole. He stops after he's fully embedded in me, allowing both of us to savor the connection.
"Too long, Kim. It's been entirely too long," his voice is rough when he speaks and my heart clenches. I know I'm hurting him, both of us really, and I can't wait be back home where I belong. But for now, I'm going to enjoy this time with him.
My arms link behind his head and pull him down to my lips. As my mouth moves against his, my hips start twisting slowly. His chest rumbles against my breasts before he begins teasing me again.
I feel him withdraw slowly before filling me again. Then I feel one of his hands slide from my breast down my side. He fingers squeeze my ass, making me groan with anticipation. Even without my sight, I know where my man is headed.
Moving even further down, his hand finds the back of my knee and he pulls, tugging my knee up toward my shoulder. Once he has me where he wants me he once again retreats. I'm so excited for his return that my hips keep moving.
His other hand holds my hips still as he places kisses along my chin, "My Frosting tastes so sweet. Feels even better."
Just when I can't wait any longer, he's there, pushing deep into me, filling all of me. His name falls from my lips over and over as he moves against me. He releases my hip and I eagerly lift to meet his thrusts.
His mouth finds mine again and his tongue teases my lower lip. Lifting my chest, I gain a little more friction, rubbing my aching nipples against him. He doesn't break away from my lips but I feel his free hand cup my breast, teasing my nipple.
Every part of me is focused on where he is touching me, where we are connected. When he retreats again I wrap my free leg around his hips, tugging him back to me. Despite the calm of before, we are both panting now.
I feel myself slipping, losing focus as his thrust become more shallow and less defined. Even behind the blindfold, I feel my eyes closing as I let the waves lick down my back.
Jared's mouth moves to my ear. I know he's speaking but I can't hear his words. All of my attention is focused on where we are joined. I can feel him throbbing inside of me, his body close to its own end.
Pushing my body to the very edge, I left my hips just a little higher, taking in all of him that I can. That is my last thought before I feel myself explode. My head is twisting, searching for his lips as I cry out in enjoyment. When his mouth finally lands on mine, I give him all of my pleasure just as I feel him let go.
When I finally open my eyes, I realize he's removed the blindfold again. Rolling over onto my side I kiss his chest, up his neck, over his chin to his soft lips. After a few gentle passes over his lips I pull back from him. Grinning happily, I look down into his beautiful brown eyes. "Was that part of the 'unspeakable things' you promised to do to me?"
Jared's entire chest shakes as he laughs. Shaking his head he returns my grin, "That wasn't exactly part of my plan, but it was a good start. I have much more in store."
"I can't wait!"
A/N: Hope you enjoyed! Check out our author page ( ~stupidleeches) for "Losing Control" as well as a few other stories we've written. We do have some vamp stories as well, but we love to focus on the wolves!
DCM A/N: RAWR! Now that is some good Wolf Loving! Thank you ladies for letting us rerun this! Make sure to leave some love and check out their website & stories, they write together under the penname StupidLeeches. Losing Control is complete and they are working on the other wolf imprinting stories!
Next week...well, we aren't sure. We have to do some more begging. Make sure to check our blog for when we find out.
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