The Mane Event
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He thought shed been kidding. But nope. Not his Ronnie. There she stood in a way-too-short plaid skirt, white blouse, and white Keds. Shed put her hair into a ponytail at the top of her head, and she even had on small wire-rim glasses. She held a notepad and textbook against her chest, and she stared down at the floor.
ImIm here for your tutoring session, she stammered out, and all Brendon could do was lean against the door, staring down at her. She glanced up at him. Aint ya gonna let me in? My momma will be real mad if I aint back in an hour. Her accent was thicker, her voice a little higher and insecure sounding.
She wanted to play to get his mind off his brother, and he was more than happy to oblige.
Guess you better get in here then. He stepped back from the door and she walked in, doing her best not to brush up against him.
Wanna beer, he offered, making sure to slam the door behind her.
She jumped and turned around. Uhno. No. Thats okay.
You sure? Might loosen you up.
I dont need loosening up, Brendon Shaw. I need to get this trig down your throat, so I can go home for dinner. She stormed over to the living room and slammed the books down on his coffee table, then sat primly on the edge of his couch. Im just doing this cause Coach Wilson asked me to.
Makes sense. You being president of the math club and all.
Brendon sat down on the couch next to her. So tell me, Ronnie Lee, why dont you like me?
Dont like you? Who said I didnt like you?
You do, pretty much. You never say hi to me or sit next to me in history class. He brushed the hair falling from her ponytail off her neck. You look right through me.
Her eyes closed when his fingers touched her throat, and a small shudder rippled through her body. Thatsthats not true. I justwe dont She shook her head. I cant think when youre doing that.
Doing what? he softly demanded as he kissed her neck again. Dont know what youre talking about.
We need to study.
Study later. I need you to reassure me now.
Reassure you?
Tell me you like me, Ronnie Lee. He nipped her neck. Even bettershow me.
Ronnies eyes crossed and she clenched her knees together. She thought shed have to drag Brendon Shaw into this little role-playing thing. Not a lot of males, human or shifter, were real comfortable with it. Or they did it wrong. Diving right for the good stuff and not even bothering with the little scene shed created.
NotBrendon. She could easily imagine him as head of some Texas high school football team, luring young girls to the death of their virginity. As much as she was ready to straddle him and fuck him into oblivion, she had no problems extending the game a wee bit more. How often would she get someone worthy of the effort?
You stop that right now, Brendon Shaw! Im not like those slutty cheerleaders. She slapped her hand against his face to push him back and squealed when his tongue licked her palm. IIm a good girl.
You dont have to be, Ronnie Lee. One of his big hands cupped her breast, the thumb teasing her nipple. Let me show you how much fun it is to be bad every once in a while.
II cant. Its wrong. What if my momma finds out? Or the preacher? Theyll see it on my face. I know they will and Ill burn in hell.
With him kissing her neck and massaging her breasts, it took Ronnie a good thirty seconds to realize Shaw had slowly pushed her onto her back.
No one will know, Ronnie Lee. I promise.
Youll tell everybody.
I wont. I know what your daddy will do to me if he finds out. He unbuttoned her blouse in record time, slipping it off her shoulders. Itll be our little secret, Ronnie Lee. Yours and mine.
Brendons big hands slid under her skirt and took hold of the plain white cotton panties she had to dig through her entire suitcase to find. She always made sure to keep a pair with her, and shed never been so grateful before.
ButIve never done it before.
He slid the panties down her legs. Not ever?
No. Not ever.
Ill be your first?
She gave a shy nod. Amazing, since shed never been shy a day in her life. Even when she had lost her virginity.
Dont worry, baby. Ill take care of you.
She thought Brendon would just get on top of her and go for it, not that she minded, but he didnt. He played the game of the only-slightly bad boy next door. He rested on his side, staring down at her, his head propped up by one arm.
Since this is your first time, weve gotta take this slow. I cant rush you or Ill hurt you.
Oh man.
And I dont wanna hurt you, Ronnie Lee.
Okay.
The fingers of his free hand slid down her chest, stopping briefly to unhook the front clasp of her bra and gently cup and squeeze her breasts. Then his hand continued its journey down her body until it reached her legs, slid back up her thighs, and under her skirt. The only thing, besides her white Keds, she still had on.
ImIm here for your tutoring session, she stammered out, and all Brendon could do was lean against the door, staring down at her. She glanced up at him. Aint ya gonna let me in? My momma will be real mad if I aint back in an hour. Her accent was thicker, her voice a little higher and insecure sounding.
She wanted to play to get his mind off his brother, and he was more than happy to oblige.
Guess you better get in here then. He stepped back from the door and she walked in, doing her best not to brush up against him.
Wanna beer, he offered, making sure to slam the door behind her.
She jumped and turned around. Uhno. No. Thats okay.
You sure? Might loosen you up.
I dont need loosening up, Brendon Shaw. I need to get this trig down your throat, so I can go home for dinner. She stormed over to the living room and slammed the books down on his coffee table, then sat primly on the edge of his couch. Im just doing this cause Coach Wilson asked me to.
Makes sense. You being president of the math club and all.
Brendon sat down on the couch next to her. So tell me, Ronnie Lee, why dont you like me?
Dont like you? Who said I didnt like you?
You do, pretty much. You never say hi to me or sit next to me in history class. He brushed the hair falling from her ponytail off her neck. You look right through me.
Her eyes closed when his fingers touched her throat, and a small shudder rippled through her body. Thatsthats not true. I justwe dont She shook her head. I cant think when youre doing that.
Doing what? he softly demanded as he kissed her neck again. Dont know what youre talking about.
We need to study.
Study later. I need you to reassure me now.
Reassure you?
Tell me you like me, Ronnie Lee. He nipped her neck. Even bettershow me.
Ronnies eyes crossed and she clenched her knees together. She thought shed have to drag Brendon Shaw into this little role-playing thing. Not a lot of males, human or shifter, were real comfortable with it. Or they did it wrong. Diving right for the good stuff and not even bothering with the little scene shed created.
NotBrendon. She could easily imagine him as head of some Texas high school football team, luring young girls to the death of their virginity. As much as she was ready to straddle him and fuck him into oblivion, she had no problems extending the game a wee bit more. How often would she get someone worthy of the effort?
You stop that right now, Brendon Shaw! Im not like those slutty cheerleaders. She slapped her hand against his face to push him back and squealed when his tongue licked her palm. IIm a good girl.
You dont have to be, Ronnie Lee. One of his big hands cupped her breast, the thumb teasing her nipple. Let me show you how much fun it is to be bad every once in a while.
II cant. Its wrong. What if my momma finds out? Or the preacher? Theyll see it on my face. I know they will and Ill burn in hell.
With him kissing her neck and massaging her breasts, it took Ronnie a good thirty seconds to realize Shaw had slowly pushed her onto her back.
No one will know, Ronnie Lee. I promise.
Youll tell everybody.
I wont. I know what your daddy will do to me if he finds out. He unbuttoned her blouse in record time, slipping it off her shoulders. Itll be our little secret, Ronnie Lee. Yours and mine.
Brendons big hands slid under her skirt and took hold of the plain white cotton panties she had to dig through her entire suitcase to find. She always made sure to keep a pair with her, and shed never been so grateful before.
ButIve never done it before.
He slid the panties down her legs. Not ever?
No. Not ever.
Ill be your first?
She gave a shy nod. Amazing, since shed never been shy a day in her life. Even when she had lost her virginity.
Dont worry, baby. Ill take care of you.
She thought Brendon would just get on top of her and go for it, not that she minded, but he didnt. He played the game of the only-slightly bad boy next door. He rested on his side, staring down at her, his head propped up by one arm.
Since this is your first time, weve gotta take this slow. I cant rush you or Ill hurt you.
Oh man.
And I dont wanna hurt you, Ronnie Lee.
Okay.
The fingers of his free hand slid down her chest, stopping briefly to unhook the front clasp of her bra and gently cup and squeeze her breasts. Then his hand continued its journey down her body until it reached her legs, slid back up her thighs, and under her skirt. The only thing, besides her white Keds, she still had on.
