Falling for Lycans

Ch.10

When Shelby left, She went and spent a night at her parents. She then rented a room at a hotel close to the publishing company she worked for. She figured this break away from Drew and Bryson would give her time to not only work on her mental state but also work on her book. After hours of typing, Shelby decided she needed a break from writing. She got dressed up and put on a little makeup and went out to a bar she knew Drew wouldn't look for her at. She was sitting there at the bar working on her second drink when someone tapped her on the shoulder. She turned to find beautiful Green eyes staring down at her.

"What are you doing here, Bryson?"

"I come here sometimes when I need a good drink."

"Ok. Go get yourself a drink and leave me to work on mine."

"Why did you take off, Shelby?"

"Why does it matter?"

"Because you just up and left and now Drew is a mess."

"He will be ok. He has you now, Bryson."

"No, he doesn't. I've seen Drew once since you left and that was the day of your leaving when we went out looking for you."

"I told him not to try talking me into coming home. I told him I would come home when I.."

"What? When you got over being jealous, Shelby?"

"I'm not doing this with you, Bryson. Please leave me to my drinks."

"Fine, if that's what you want then I will, pretty lady."

Shelby turned away from Bryson and downed her drink. She nodded to the bartender for another. She got up and walked over to a random guy who was sitting by himself at a table. She sat down and started flirting with him. Bryson sat at the bar and watched to make sure nothing happened. She gave the guy a piece of paper with her room number on it. When Shelby left the bar, She caught a cab back to her hotel. She was in the middle of undressing when there was a knock on the door. She smiled at the thought of the guy from the bar being on the other side. She stumbled to the door and when she opened it, Bryson was standing there.

"Go away, Bryson."

"Were you expecting someone, pretty lady?"

"Yes, matter of fact I was. Now go before he gets here."

"I don't think he will be showing up. I think he had a change in plans."

"What the f*u*c*k did you do, Bryson?"

" I didn't do anything, pretty lady."

"UGH! Why are you here?"

Bryson pushed the door open and picked Shelby up. He kicked the door shut and carried her to the bed and threw her on it.

"What the f*u*c*k Bryson?" Shelby yelled.

He took his shoes off and crawled on the bed. She backed up against the headboard. Bryson got closer to her and she started flinging her hands to stop him from doing anything. Bryson didn't move though. He stayed still and waited. Shelby finally stopped trying to hit him. She grabbed him and pulled him on top of her. She kissed him frantically and Bryson let her. He didn't have any intention of sleeping with her tonight because she was drunk but he knew his showing up the way he did would get her to cave a little. When Shelby pushed him away, She sat up and covered herself.

"We can't do this."

"I'm not doing anything, pretty lady. This is all you."

"Drew. I can't do that to him."

"You aren't doing anything to him. Drew and I aren't together. We were trying to get you to open up and we figured making you jealous would bring out a side of you that was trying to push forward."

"You and Drew were what?"

"Don't blame Tiger for this. This was all on me."

"You are a f*u*c*k*i*n*g asshole!"

"Shelby, Do you want me?"

"Yes, but that's beside the point."

"No, it isn't. I did this to try and help push you to open up."

"Push me to open up what, Bryson?"

"The real you."

"What isn't real about me?

"You put on this front to hide the fact that you are a drop-dead gorgeous, freak in the sheets. I was trying to bring her out."

"I don't want her out, Bryson."

"Why not?"

"I-I-I I'm scared of her." Shelby shouted and broke down in tears.

"Why are you scared of who you really are deep down, Shelby?"

"I can't. I don't want to talk about it. Please don't make me."

Bryson grabbed Shelby and pulled her into his lap and he held her. She cried until she fell asleep. Bryson laid back and pulled her tight to his chest. He didn't want her to wake up alone. He hoped that she would open up once she sobered up more. When Shelby woke up, she tried to sit up but couldn't. She started to freak out when she noticed an arm draped over her. She looked under the cover and saw she was half-dressed. "Oh goddess, What did I do?" She thought to herself. Shelby pushed the arm off of her and slid out of the bed.

"Where are you going?" Bryson grumbled.

"Bryson? What are you doing in my hotel room?"

"I spent the night with you after we left the bar, pretty lady."

"Oh goddess, We didn't?"

"No. You invited some dude back here and I showed up to make sure you didn't do anything you would regret. I didn't take advantage of you Shelby. Although, I know you wanted me. You kissed me like your life depended on it and I am a hundred percent sure, Your p*u*s*s*y was dripping while you kissed me. "

"I kissed you? How the hell could you know that if we didn't do anything?"

"Oh yeah, you kissed me like it was the last time you'd ever kiss anyone. I embraced you all night, pretty lady, and your panties were wet. Oh, and you kept grinding against me in your sleep." He said with a smirk.

"Oh my goddess, Drew!"

"Don't worry about him. I told you last night we aren't together. Do you not remember what we talked about?"

"Not really. I remember something about me opening up and I remember saying please don't make me."

"I know that sounds bad but I swear it isn't what you think. We didn't have s*x. I didn't force you to suck my c*o*c*k nor did I force you to let me taste that sweet p*u*s*s*y of yours. I thought about it. Oh, you have no idea how many times I thought about burying my face in your p*u*s*s*y and making you gush all over my tongue but I didn't do it. Go shower and I will order food. I will tell you what happened last night while we eat. When Shelby got out of the shower, she put her robe on and wrapped her hair in a towel. She walked out of the bathroom just as Bryson was putting the food out on the little table in her room.

"Thank you."

"For what, pretty lady?"

"For stopping me from doing something stupid last night and for the food."

"I may be an ass who flirts like crazy, but I know you aren't ready for that. Especially with some random guy, pretty lady."

"Bryson."

"Yes?"

"Why do you call me that?"

"Because I like the nickname."

"How many other girls do you call pretty lady?"

"None."

"Sure."

"Seriously. I don't give nicknames to women I've f*u*c*k*e*d."

"How many would that be?"

"Enough. I'm done with random hook-ups though. I want a woman I can come home to every night and f*u*c*k until the sun comes up. One whose voice I hear over and over again, night after night screaming my name as I take her with my mouth before I slide my c*o*c*k in and f*u*c*k until she begs me to stop."

Shelby clenched her thighs together as Bryson described what he wanted.

"So, changing the subject, what happened last night?"

"I followed you back here because you gave some random dude your room number. I knew you weren't ready for that so I told him to get lost. I came up here and you were half undressed. You wouldn't let me in the room so I picked up up and tossed you on the bed. You thought I was going to take you so you kept trying to hit me but I just crawled up on the bed to talk to you. You kissed me and I told you Drew and I weren't together. You called me names for trying to get you to unleash the real Shelby and you broke down and started crying."

"I am so embarrassed. I'm sorry Bryson."

"Don't be embarrassed, pretty lady. You got a lot going on in that head of yours and Drew and I trying to help you unleash yourself didn't help. I'm sorry for trying to push you."

"So you and Drew aren't together?"

"No. It was an act."

"But I saw you on top of him and he making faces and your clothes were off."

"We had our boxers on. We wanted to try and make you jealous since you called us out on our jealousy. The way you stood up to us the day I told you your shorts were wet made me want to bring more of that out."

"Bryson."

"Yes, pretty lady?"

"I'm scared to let her out because I've only been with one guy."

"That's what I wanted. There's the woman I hoped would show herself today."

"Huh?"

"I wanted you to open up to me, pretty lady."

"I don't like opening up. Drew doesn't even know this."

"It's ok. Tiger doesn't have to know everything. Do you want to tell me about the last guy you were with?"

Shelby's eyes started to fill with tears. Bryson got up, slid her chair out, and got down on his knees in front of her.

"Shelby, there is nothing to be embarrassed about with me. I am like a journal, I keep things to myself unless I have your permission to spill. You can talk to me."

"It's just that we haven't known each other that long and it's a hard thing for me to talk about."

"True, we haven't known each other long but you have gotten comfortable enough to flirt with me and send me teasing pictures. Pictures that made me c*u*m all over my desk and phone,"

"Hey! You sent teasing pictures first."

"We already know I am open and I don't hold back. Well, I have held back. You haven't seen all of me yet."

"I was starting to get comfortable flirting but my mind is all over the place. One minute I'm flirting with you and the next, I'm kissing my best friend."

"You are sexually frustrated, pretty lady. You need to get laid by the right person."

Shelby burst out laughing and Bryson looked at her with his brow raised.

"I'm sorry but what you said made me think about Drew telling me he would pay me his whole check if I f*u*c*k*e*d you."

"Did he really say that?

"Yes. I thought about it."

"Oh really?"

"Yeah, that check was going to be a nice one."

She started laughing and Bryson pretended to be hurt by that. He poked out his bottom lip and Shelby stopped laughing. She stared at his lips and bit her bottom lip. She clenched her thighs together and she swallowed hard. He was inches away from her and she was naked under her robe. Shelby could feel herself beginning to leak. Bryson leaned in and Shelby gasped as his lips came in contact with her knee. He placed a sensual kiss on her knee and backed away. She stood up to go to the bathroom to clean herself up but it was too late. Her juices began to run down her leg. Bryson was still on his knees and noticed it. Shelby froze as Bryson's hand moved toward her leg. He stared at her for a moment as if he was waiting for permission to move his hand closer. Shelby didn't move. Bryson wiped up what was visibly running down her leg with his finger and licked it off.

"OH F*U*C*K. Mm. Mmm. Mmmm. Pretty lady, you taste so much sweeter than I imagined you would."

"I-I-Uh- f*u*c*k. I will be right back."

Shelby ran into the bathroom and cleaned herself up. When she came back out, Bryson was sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Everything good, pretty lady?" He asked with his brow raised and a smirk on his face.

"Uh, yeah. Everything is fine now."

"What caused that sweet nectar to run down those pretty legs?" He asked as he licked his bottom lip.

"I don't know."

"Hmm. Could it have been from me telling you what I wanted or was it from me being inches from that sweet p*u*s*s*y and kissing your knee?"

"Possibly both" Shelby whispered.

Bryson stood up and walked over to her. She froze when she felt his hard muscular chest against her back. Bryson leaned down, his face inches from her neck.

"I think it was both. All you have to do is tell me what you want and I'll give it to you."

"I'm not ready for that, Bryson."

"I liked it better when you called me Big Bad Wolf."

He stepped back from her and grabbed his shirt. He put his shirt on and told Shelby he had to get to work. She asked him not to tell Drew where she was and he said he wouldn't. As Shelby walked him to the door, Bryson grabbed her and pulled her to him, and kissed her. She stood there unable to think straight.