Late Night Surprise_(0)

Jocelyn finished reporting a story for the 10 pm News in Duncanville. The camera man had left to return to Fort Worth and the station. Jocelyn is walking to her car in the parking lot, she turns her head to the left looking through the silhouettes of the trees that tower above her. It looks dark and desolate, she is hurrying to her. She still has yet to sense my presence. I have been keeping an eye on the cars while following her, and I recognize the oncoming lull in traffic due to the slight falter of the lights. I realize this as one of my few chances to take her before she reaches the safety and comfort of her car.

I take the chance, suddenly my muscular arm is around her waist, and the wind is knocked out of her. It takes her a few moments to respond and I hear her sharp intake of breath. With a knowing scoff, I lean my tall muscular body down, growling into her ear, letting my lips ghost against the sensitive skin of her lobe. ” Don’t you dare.” My low voice stops her in her tracks as her breath catches in her throat. With a low chuckle and a grope of her firm ass with my free hand, I say, ” Good Jocelyn.” She gasps at the feeling of my hands clamped on her soft skin, hurting her through her clothing. With a groan I continue my assault on her ass, forcefully rubbing it and grasping it in my hand. Jocelyn doesn’t feel my other hand creeping downwards until it’s too late and I’m roughly rubbing her through her clothing. She whimpers, a sound I heard the first time we were together and have been longing to hear from her again. ” You afraid of me, sweet cheeks? Hmm?” I taunt her, slapping her ass hard. Jocelyn moans, a small noise of defenseless pain, and it excites me further. ” Mmm,” I croon, delighting at how my ministrations are already affecting her. ” You like this?” Again, I slap her ass, harder than before, and her resulting moan is louder. Jocelyn is embarrassed beyond belief, and her cheeks flush caramel in chagrin. ” P-please…let g-go of me , John?” It comes out as more of a question than a demand.

I almost burst out laughing at how pathetic she is being. I expected her to put up more of a struggle, to give her some fighting spirit that I could crush mercilessly. Frankly, I’m shocked. But this will do too. In fact, it will do quite nicely. I let go of her now sore ass and turn my attention to the woods beside us, grabbing her small hands in my monstrous ones dragging her towards the pavilion. ” Now, why would I do something as silly as that?” I half-murmur in a distracted tone. She opens her mouth to reply, to plead with me, but she finds herself shoved against tree bark, legs open and lips stolen in an eager kiss. I explore her mouth with my tongue while my hands roam over her body once more, this time with an affinity to her small breasts beneath her shirt.