Instinctive - By Cathryn Fox Page 0,21

in search of him. He took in her watchful eyes. “How can you see me?” she asked. “It’s dark in here.”

Fuck.

How was he supposed to answer that? Oh, I’m a were-cat with exceptional night vision. Jesus, if he kept this up by the end of the night he could write the manual 101 Ways to Give Away That You’re a Shape-Shifting Panther Living in a Town Full of Deadly Secrets.

“The kitchen. The light above your stove is on. It’s casting shadows.”

“Oh,” she said, sounding a bit skeptical. She made a move to get up.

“Don’t,” he said firmly, stilling her.

He was almost certain he saw her whole body quiver at his commanding tone. “Why?”

He sucked in another tight breath and went for broke. “I want to watch. It’s hot. You’re hot, Jaclyn.”

One perfect eyebrow arched. “Yeah?” Her tone deepened and she shivered with something that looked like a mixture of excitement and nervousness. Turbulence danced in her eyes as though she was struggling, trying to decide her next move, and then by small degrees, something in her expression changed, darkened when she said, “You’re a very bad boy, Slyck.”

Fuck, she didn’t know the half of it. “Yeah, I know,” he murmured.

“So all this time we’ve been talking, you’ve been watching me.”

It was a statement, not a question, but he answered, anyway. “Yeah. I’m a regular voyeur.”

“Tell me, does watching me masturbate excite you?”

“Uh-huh.”

Her edgy laugh morphed into a heated moan, and Slyck got the sense that she wasn’t at all stepping outside her comfort zone. That she was really adventurous, daring, and perhaps even an exhibitionist.

Her pretty pink tongue darted out to moisten her plump lips. “So your cock is hard then?”

He heard the longing in her voice and wondered where she was going with this. “Real hard,” he said, deciding to play along to see where this led them.

She whimpered with pleasure, obviously pleased with his admission. “And you thought you could just spy on me, without consequences?”

“Yeah, I kinda did.”

“Spying is very naughty, Slyck.”

“Mmmm. And masturbating in front of your window isn’t?”

One hand went to her chest. She feigned offense, but the gleam in her eye turned wicked. “But my lights were out and I didn’t think anyone could see me.”

“I can see you.”

With that, the little vixen cupped her breasts, held them high, and flicked her tongue across her nipples. “I think naughty boys need to be punished.”

“Me, too.”

Her soft chuckle bombarded him with need and a wave of possessiveness swamped him.

She shot him a smoldering look. “So here’s what you’re going to do. You get to watch, but you don’t get to touch. Take your hand from your cock, Slyck.”

He grinned. “Intuitive, aren’t you?”

Amusement laced her voice when she said, “Well, you are a man.”

Okay, he’d give her that. “So if I stick to your rules, you’ll continue?”

“Yes.”

“And if I don’t?”

“Then I just might have to punish you.”

Her words told him she liked the control, the power. “Okay,” he agreed, shivering in anticipation. “I’ll just watch then,” he added, urging her on.

With that, Jaclyn threw her head back and began to ride the come-soaked vibrator. His mouth went dry as he ached to touch her all over, to taste the cream dripping from her cunt.

The soft, sexy bedroom noises she was making had him trembling uncontrollably. Her skin glistened with moisture and he licked his parched lips in response.

Savoring the moment, he whispered softly, “Come for me, baby. Let me watch you drip.”

Her body began shaking and he suspected an orgasm was pulling at her. Her eyes strayed toward his window and swept over his silhouette as he briskly worked his hand over his cock, desperately needing to release the tension inside him.

Okay, so he was still whacking off. So what? And, yeah, once again she had him breaking all the rules, even self-imposed ones.

When her face flushed hotly, Slyck ground his teeth together and braced himself. His skin grew tight, and his balls constricted as pressure brewed.

“Yessss . . .” Her soft cries of ecstasy pushed him over the precipice, and he came. Hard. His muscles contracted, his liquid heat filling his hand. With her breathing labored, she continued to feed the rubber cock in her hot pussy as she too tumbled into orgasm.

As she worked the cock in and out of her, her head fell forward, spilling her hair over her breasts while her body clenched. She exhaled a whimper of relief. “So good,” she mumbled and blew a wispy bang from her forehead before