Satisfying Bigfoot's Nightly Desires - Book 1 by Layla Sparks (popular ebook readers .TXT) 📖

at me. I decided to pay him a favor. Plus, the adrenaline rush from earlier made me horny.

I walked towards him and lightly brushed his penis with my fingers. I pulled my top down until my breasts hung free. His breath caught in his throat as he gazed at my breasts. His furry hands firmly grabbed each large boob, squeezing. I squeezed his penis similarly using both hands, his hard member becoming a rock under my touch. An overwhelming urge to taste him came over me.

I knelt on the ground, and while still holding onto his cock, I licked the tip.

He groaned.

Encouraged, I licked along the base of his penis to the tip. He thrust his hips forward to penetrate my mouth. I opened my mouth wide and took him in. I was only able to take less than half of it into my mouth.

My tongue swirled around the tip of his cock, pre-cum covering it now. He tasted like the wild. I couldn’t explain it. He smelled like fir-trees and sweat. My hands cupped his nuts as my head bobbed up and down on his penis. His penis grew rigid in my mouth. I started to suck him, willing him to spill his seed.

In a sudden movement, his hips bucked forward, and he released.

I swallowed every bit of his semen as he came in my mouth. I had to fight to keep up. I sucked until his large penis went flaccid in my mouth.

Then the transformation happened. His body started to shake like before until his fur vanished, and he was a smooth-shaven white man standing in front of me. He was buck naked, but his face looked serious.

“I appreciate what you did for me there,” he said gruffly. “I will not bother you anymore.”

“No, it’s okay,” I said. “Thank you for saving me.”

His eyebrows rose in surprise, disappearing under his dark locks of hair.

“You’re welcome,” he said. “You need to buy pepper spray, by the way. I’m sorry about yesterday. I did not mean to make you feel bad.”

“I thought about your offer,” I said. “I want to help you.”

“No, what I asked was selfish, and I really shouldn’t have.”

“It’s for me, not you,” I said, boldly walking towards him. I touched his bottom lip with my finger. “I need you to satisfy me like you did yesterday.”

His eyes lit up, and he smiled. “You got it, ma’am.”

 

Chapter 3

I hopped into his car, while he hurriedly threw on the spare clothes he brought into the trunk of his car. He stepped into the car, wearing a black sweater and dark jeans.

“You finally have spare clothes now,” I said.

“Yeah, I learned a lesson that day. Driving without pants is no fun,” he said. “Would you like to come over to my place tonight?”

I thought about it. I was off from work tomorrow anyway.

“Sure,” I said. “We are moving way too fast with this relationship or whatever it is.”

“People do this all the time,” said Evan.

“Where do you live?”

“Just on the outskirts of town,” he replied.

My phone vibrated in my jeans pocket. I took it out to see dozens of missed text messages from Joyce. I sighed. He looked over at me curiously.

“It’s nothing,” I said. “My friend just wants to know what’s going.”

“You should answer her,” he suggested. “We don’t want her calling the police, and they catch us having sex in my house.”

“Oh, that would be bad,” I laughed.

Are u alive - said Joyce’s last text.

Yes - I texted back. I’m going to spend the night at Evan’s now.

But u said he was a jerk - she texted back.

I changed my mind.

Okay, get you some ‘D’ then. Ask if he has a hot brother I can have - Joyce texted. I rolled my eyes and smiled.

Lol, okay - I replied.

Ok bye.

The drive was long. It was about forty minutes until we pulled up to the driveway. My eyes almost burst out of their sockets when I saw where Evan lived. It was a large house- a mansion almost. I couldn’t see where it ended or started. Little lights flickered in the rooms high up.

“You have a mansion?” I asked incredulously. “I thought you lived in the mountains!”

“This was my parents’ house growing up before we moved,” he said, taking the key out of the ignition.

As I stepped out of the car, my neck was hurting since I kept looking up at the towering house. I followed him to the front door, still unsure if he should be trusted or not. I walked into the house, and my mouth dropped open.

It was breathtaking. Tall marble walls lined the circular living room. There was even a fountain in the far corner, the sounds of trickling water echoing through the room. The fountain was shaped like a bear, water spouting from both hands.

“It’s so beautiful,” I said, taking in the luxurious white leather couches and the tall fake palm tree in the dining area.

“Thanks,” he said. His eyes turned to my face, amused by my reaction. “Are you hungry?”

My stomach growled at his question. “I’m okay.”

“No,” he said. “I heard that. You’re going to eat.”

I followed him into the enormous kitchen. Silverware hung from the walls. I pulled a chair from the small island in the middle of the kitchen and sat on it. He rolled up the sleeves of his black shirt and washed his hands. He proceeded to put together a peanut butter & jelly sandwich. He made it in under a minute and shoved the plate towards me.

“I need to wash my hands too,” I said, my hands were a bit sticky from our activities earlier.

He held back a smile as I walked to the sink and washed my hand using dish soap.

“How do you feel, being here?” he asked, swinging himself onto the tall chair next to mine.

“A little nervous if I’m being honest,” I said. I sat back down and took a huge bite of the sandwich. It tasted so amazing after such a long day.

“Why are you nervous?”

“I’m scared you might kill me and throw my body into the lake,” I said as I munched.

“You would have been dead by now if I wanted that to happen,” he said.

“So, were you a Bigfoot your whole life?” I asked. My head was brimming with questions.

“Not until I hit puberty,” he said. His eyes took on a faraway look. “I don’t remember how life was like before I transformed. All I know was that it was carefree and innocent.”

“Do you miss it?” I said, finishing up the remainder of the sandwich.

“I just wonder how life would have been,” he answered. When he saw I was done, he stood up. “I completely forgot your drink.”

“I can get it,” I said, but he had already grabbed a glass and poured cold water in it. I drank the cool, refreshing water. “Thanks again.”

“It’s the least I can do,” he said.

I set the glass down on the table and realized he moved his chair closer to mine. His thigh touched mine, and a breath hitched in my throat. His tight sweater showed off the ripples of his muscles underneath it. His hand touched my leg underneath the table.

“How old are you?” I breathed, as his hand squeezed my thigh and moved higher.

“You don’t want to know,” he said huskily, bringing his lips behind my ear. He kissed the nape of my neck, his warm breath in my hair. He grabbed my waist and pulled me closer to him as he kissed my neck softly. My head fell to the side to give him more access as he kissed and nibbled his way towards my mouth. My skin burned and shivered throughout the trail of his kisses.

When his lips met mine, it was magic. His lips firmly planted onto my soft lips. I felt the warmth throughout my body, making me weak when he touched me. I felt helpless as I allowed his tongue to roam inside my mouth. My eyes closed as our mouths meshed, and our tongues danced around the other.

His hand went higher still on my thigh while we kissed. I squirmed in the chair, anticipating his hand to touch my pussy. He cupped me between my legs, over my black pants. His hand squeezed my privates. My underwear grew wetter by the minute. Then I felt myself being lifted into the air, his hand between my legs. I gasped and wrapped my arms around him so that I wouldn’t fall.

He kissed me hard on the lips as he carried me towards the couch.

“You’re so beautiful and luscious,” he whispered as he lay me down. The couch was wide and soft beneath my back. He pushed my red shirt up and kissed my belly. I immediately felt self-conscious when he did that. I wasn’t exactly the rail-thin, supermodel type. I tensed beneath his kissing. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing, I just don’t feel comfortable with you kissing my stomach,” I said my face burning. “I’m not like slim or anything.”

“I like it, though,” he said. He kissed me again, unclasping my bra. My breasts burst out of their confinement. His teeth grazed my nipples. Then he licked them. He blew on them, and my nipples hardened instantly. He took my left breast in his mouth and sucked my boob as he started to unzip my pants below.

I helped him remove my pants and underwear as he licked and played with my boobs. His head moved lower until he reached my thighs. My heart was pounding so hard as he licked and teased my inner thighs.

“So juicy,” he said. “Creamy, soft thighs.”

His hot breath on my skin made me forget about my body size. His hot mouth inched closer to my pussy. He stopped to look at me. He grabbed my thighs and spread them apart. His eyes took on a wild desire as he stared at my wet, glistening sex. Then without warning, his thumbs spread my folds open, and he blew lightly onto my pussy.

My pussy was already throbbing with wild lust now.

“Please,” I begged. I needed Evan to touch me now. “Stop teasing.”

“Patience, sweet kitty,” he purred under his breath. Then his tongue made contact with my pussy, and I almost combusted. My chest rose and fell rapidly with each fast breath. The wetness of his tongue massaged my clit as his finger inserted between my folds. His middle-finger slowly pushed in and out. He bent his finger, and he hit my G-Spot. My legs started to quiver uncontrollably. “I love how you taste.”

He licked my clit harder and finally sucked it.

I screamed as I came around his one finger. He sucked my clit harder as I came, lapping my juices. I felt like I was in the air with the most powerful orgasm, even though he didn’t do much. His warm hand rested on my thigh as I caught my breath. He watched me with pride in his face.

“That was amazing,” I said.

“I’m glad you liked it,” said Evan. “My first time as a human.”

“You’ve never been intimate with anyone in your human form?” I asked, shocked.

“Nope,” he said. “Why are you surprised?”

“Well cuz…because you’re hot,” I said, staring at his handsome face.

He smirked. “Until I turn into a monster at night.”

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