the way, if you want a repeat of Tuesday, I’ll do that too. Get undressed.”
He grinned, his swelling erection automatic. “It isn’t necessary, but if you insist…”
Jana let her skirt fall to the floor and yanked her sweater over her head. Clad only in little black panties and a black lacy bra, she was enough to take his breath away. She snapped open the fastening on the front of her bra and her beautiful breasts spilled Watcher
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free, full and pale, the nipples already hard and pointed. The panties went next, and Jake couldn’t get out of his clothes fast enough.
Sometimes in bed she was playful, sometimes she was simply intense, but always she was more than his wildest, most erotic fantasies ever conjured.
He lay down first, her insistent hand on his chest, and she climbed on top of him, straddling his waist. Her pussy was wet already. He could feel the moist heat as she rocked lightly over his erection, rubbing the tip of his cock against her clit.
“Tell me again,” she said a little breathlessly as she rocked, knees spread, her breasts lightly swaying.
“Tell you what?” he asked cautiously, a little wary of her volatile mood.
“What you said earlier.”
Was that what she really wanted? He was afraid he’d gone too far, but Jake didn’t even pretend to misunderstand the request.
His hands spanned her hips. “I love you,” he whispered.
“It’s too soon,” she argued, erotically moving her body, giving them both exquisite, teasing pleasure.
“No, it isn’t, Professor. It’s an accelerated reaction due to just the right chemistry.” He needed to be inside her, and stifled a small groan.
“You love this.” She shifted, her hand going downward to grab his cock and adjust it so she could sink downward, taking his length inside her tight heat.
“Yes,” he agreed, lightly thrusting upward. “I love this. But I also love you. Jana Johnson, the person, not just the woman.”
“It’s the sex.”
Jake moved suddenly, in one lithe roll turning their bodies so he was on top and in control. He kissed her and then said firmly,
“No, it isn’t just that. Come on. I know it, and you know it. That’s what scares you.”
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Her gaze was luminous and her lips trembled as she clutched his upper arms tightly. “I’m afraid you’re right.”
He could barely hear the admission it was made in such a muted whisper.
“Don’t be,” he admonished softly and kissed her again as he began to move.
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Chapter 9
They were somewhere, hiding.
He loved it. All the power was his, and it was time they recognized it.
It gave him a night off…well, sort of.
The Watcher lay back on the couch. It wasn’t comfortable, but nothing in his cheap ass apartment was comfortable. Sacrifices for a cause were always necessary, and he was willing to make them; had the discipline to do it. Right now, however, he was just going to enjoy himself.
With the flick of his finger, the television screen changed.
He set the remote aside, unzipped his jeans, and took out his cock. Slowly, he began to stroke it as he watched the performance with rapt attention.
They were probably doing it now, he thought.
Well, Quinn had better enjoy it while he could. Tomorrow it would be all over.
* * * *
Jake heard the ring and reached in his pocket, flipping the phone open. He didn’t immediately recognize the number, and usually didn’t answer those calls, but considering what was going on, pushed the button anyway. “Hello?”
“Mr. Quinn? This is Detective Larkin. Okay, we have a small break.” There was a slight pause. “It doesn’t solve all the problems for you and Dr. Johnson, but it gives us something.”
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“What is it?” Aware of the students around him in the lab, Jake walked back toward one of the other rooms, near where the freezers were located. “At this point, I think both Jana and I would like to hear any positive information.”
“You
He grinned, his swelling erection automatic. “It isn’t necessary, but if you insist…”
Jana let her skirt fall to the floor and yanked her sweater over her head. Clad only in little black panties and a black lacy bra, she was enough to take his breath away. She snapped open the fastening on the front of her bra and her beautiful breasts spilled Watcher
89
free, full and pale, the nipples already hard and pointed. The panties went next, and Jake couldn’t get out of his clothes fast enough.
Sometimes in bed she was playful, sometimes she was simply intense, but always she was more than his wildest, most erotic fantasies ever conjured.
He lay down first, her insistent hand on his chest, and she climbed on top of him, straddling his waist. Her pussy was wet already. He could feel the moist heat as she rocked lightly over his erection, rubbing the tip of his cock against her clit.
“Tell me again,” she said a little breathlessly as she rocked, knees spread, her breasts lightly swaying.
“Tell you what?” he asked cautiously, a little wary of her volatile mood.
“What you said earlier.”
Was that what she really wanted? He was afraid he’d gone too far, but Jake didn’t even pretend to misunderstand the request.
His hands spanned her hips. “I love you,” he whispered.
“It’s too soon,” she argued, erotically moving her body, giving them both exquisite, teasing pleasure.
“No, it isn’t, Professor. It’s an accelerated reaction due to just the right chemistry.” He needed to be inside her, and stifled a small groan.
“You love this.” She shifted, her hand going downward to grab his cock and adjust it so she could sink downward, taking his length inside her tight heat.
“Yes,” he agreed, lightly thrusting upward. “I love this. But I also love you. Jana Johnson, the person, not just the woman.”
“It’s the sex.”
Jake moved suddenly, in one lithe roll turning their bodies so he was on top and in control. He kissed her and then said firmly,
“No, it isn’t just that. Come on. I know it, and you know it. That’s what scares you.”
90
Kate Watterson
Her gaze was luminous and her lips trembled as she clutched his upper arms tightly. “I’m afraid you’re right.”
He could barely hear the admission it was made in such a muted whisper.
“Don’t be,” he admonished softly and kissed her again as he began to move.
Watcher
91
Chapter 9
They were somewhere, hiding.
He loved it. All the power was his, and it was time they recognized it.
It gave him a night off…well, sort of.
The Watcher lay back on the couch. It wasn’t comfortable, but nothing in his cheap ass apartment was comfortable. Sacrifices for a cause were always necessary, and he was willing to make them; had the discipline to do it. Right now, however, he was just going to enjoy himself.
With the flick of his finger, the television screen changed.
He set the remote aside, unzipped his jeans, and took out his cock. Slowly, he began to stroke it as he watched the performance with rapt attention.
They were probably doing it now, he thought.
Well, Quinn had better enjoy it while he could. Tomorrow it would be all over.
* * * *
Jake heard the ring and reached in his pocket, flipping the phone open. He didn’t immediately recognize the number, and usually didn’t answer those calls, but considering what was going on, pushed the button anyway. “Hello?”
“Mr. Quinn? This is Detective Larkin. Okay, we have a small break.” There was a slight pause. “It doesn’t solve all the problems for you and Dr. Johnson, but it gives us something.”
92
Kate Watterson
“What is it?” Aware of the students around him in the lab, Jake walked back toward one of the other rooms, near where the freezers were located. “At this point, I think both Jana and I would like to hear any positive information.”
“You
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