from Rayner, it's okay? He's in love with you, isn't he? Do you feel the same way?"
Jeneva clenched her jaw. "George..."
"Jen, I'm your best friend. If you don't listen to anything else from me, at least listen to me now. He's only going to hurt you! He's so bitter over Lorna, whatever he felt for her, he's going to take it out on you. He's dangerous, Jen! I don't want you going near that guy!"
"Well, it's not your call, George," Jeneva walked away. She turned and called over her shoulder, "I'm sorry I didn't feel the same."
Away from George, Jeneva felt her chest tingling and hot. Tears sprang to her eyes that she wiped away before anyone could see. It wasn't right for George to say those things about Rayner. Right on cue, Rayner saw her standing alone, and headed straight for her.
"How's your little boyfriend doing?" Rayner's words were cutting. "Did you two have a romantic pow-wow over there?"
"Get off my case, Rayner," Jeneva snarled. "I haven't seen you in a month and that's the first thing you say to me?"
"And whose fault is that? I'm not the one who hasn't been leaving my room, locking herself up like a shut-in. You're the one who's been pushing me away."
"Look, my mind is made up. I have my ticket and I'm going to Brazil."
"You don't have a right to!" Rayner was getting dangerously close to her. Heat rose through Jeneva's body. "You belong here with me!"
"Why do you want me to stay here so much! You know that I could never be your mate!"
"I don't care about that anymore!" Rayner growled. I just need you to commit to me! Tell me you'll be mine!"
"Will it get you off my back?" Jeneva was tired of this back-and-forth with him. She felt hot with passion and anger, ready to fight him, or fuck him, whatever would get him to stop. "Fine. Let's do it. Let's go to your place. Let's go now."
The look on Rayner's face changed as he evaluated her. "Are you serious?" He said. "What about the Council?"
"Fuck the Council. Let's do it. I'm tired of the back-and-forth. If it will get you off my back and make you leave me alone, I'm ready."
Rayner took her hand, and led her away from the crowd.
They took his truck, and rode in silence. Jeneva stewed with anger. He had always ignored her advances. Why was she so important now? Why was she suddenly on his radar? Whatever the reason, she was going to take advantage of it. He pulled up to his trailer on his isolated land, and opened her door for her. But he didn't wait until they got inside. He pulled her into a rough kiss that sent a shock through her from head to toe. She jumped him, and they tumbled to the ground.
Roughly, he lifted her shirt over her head and embraced her bosom. She moaned, and pulled him closer to him, desperately. She ripped his flannel shirt open, and pulled it off of his muscled arms. He smelled like pine and musk. The scent drove her wild. They rolled in the grass, undressed each other, and embraced.
A pale red flush spread across her chest as his hand went down her body, fingering her lightly, his raw animal lust taking over. She was dripping wet for him, wanting him everywhere.
His lips fluttering everywhere on her, his tongue licking slow trails from her breasts to navel, until finally it flicked over her clit, sending pulses of energy throughout her body. Her thighs were twitching from anticipation and she was panting from want.
"Please, Rayner," Jeneva whispered into his hot skin.
"Please what?" he growled at her.
"Please fuck me," she said, her voice barely audible as she looked into those steely eyes of his. It is then she felt him, his hand fishing out his rigid cock, plunging it deep inside her for the first time. The intenseness is too much as he holds the base and fucked her with it as if it were a toy.
His rhythm changed; sometimes just teasing the head of his cock in and out of her tight hole, and at other times plunging the full mass of it