Jacob

I can't keep my eyes off Gisele. Which is bad considering I'm driving, but she's so breathtaking that I can't really help myself.

She's wearing a simple pink dress, the fabric pressed tight along her every one of her majestic curves, making it difficult for me to concentrate on anything else.

It's making a lot of things' hard.

I clear my throat in an effort to distract myself from the way my body is reacting to her scent alone, and peer over the dashboard intently. "How was the patrol today, babe?" she asks, putting her phone down on her lap.

I latch onto the topic to keep my pants from getting too tight. Anything to keep the blood from rushing south and ending with us splattered across the highway. "You knovw my old man," I say with a sigh, but I'm smiling. "He always has some sage advice to impart, no matter the situation.

He mainly wanted to talk about the rogues."m "What about them?" she asks, shifting in her seat until she is facing me. The upper half of her body twisted my way. Last I heard, they were getting friendly with our borders."

I nod, chewing on my bottom lip. "They've been running recon missions to gather intel on our patrol teams. So, we're going to switch them up randomly, and try to throw them off. It's a long shot, but maybe we can discourage them from crossing the border entirely if they feel like we have the jump on them." "Does that mean I'll be losing you to more frequent patrols as well?" she asks with a pout, but I already know she understands.

She's just teasing me, trying to lighten the mood because she likely senses that I'm uneasy about the situation. "Probably." Ilaugh. "But maybe I can twist my old man's arm into letting us go on patrol together," I say with a grin. "That is an awful idea," she laughs, leaning her head against the headrest. "We'd be so distracted, and become easy targets.

Especially if you're too busy undressing me with your eyes while you should be driving."

Fuck, she knows. "Sorry" I swallow, feeling the heat rise to my cheeks. "I- it's been a long day and my brain is on autopilot right now." "That's okay" she says, her hand inching across the center console and resting on my upper thigh. The heat from her palm sinks through my jeans and there is no way I can keep driving if she continues her assault. I can help, you know, while you are driving."

I choke on my spit because, excuse me?

With wide eyes, I tun my head to assess whether she was kidding, and she looks completely serene. There isn't a hint ofa lie on her gorgeous face. "What does that mean?" I ask hesitantly, turning my wide eyes back to the road ahead. I would have pointed out how great the sunset looks, but with Gisele's 'offer hanging in the air between us, I couldn't care less about the sunset right now. "You know," she says with a cheeky smile.

Her fingers walk their way up to my waistband and hooking into the fabric just above the button. "You keep driving and

Il jerk you off and we can see how long it takes before you cave." "Uh, Im about five seconds away from caving right now," I admit, my body keenly aware of her wandering fingers and that she has deftly undone my button already.

She pinches the zipper between her thumb and forefinger and drags it down so slowly that it is excruciating. "Does that sound good?" she asks, ignoring my comment. I only nod, swallowing hard and trying not to groan when she easily slips her hand into my boxer shorts. She's moved across the center console now, resting her cheek on my shoulder and no doubt enjoying the way my hands are white knuckled on the steering wheel.

Just like they had the first time, and every time since then, her fingers feel like silk on the head of my cock. She takes my length into her hand and lazily runs the pads of her fingertips up and then down, applying just enough pressure for me to feel it, but not enough to feel the way I need it to feel

My heart is already hammering away in my chest, my whole body attuned to her every movement and every breath.

How the fuck does she do this to me? "Baby?" she prompts quietly, turning her face so that her breath ghosts against the side ofmy neck, leaving goosebumps behind. "Hm?"

Would it be okay if I, uhm- She pauses, suddenly shy, like she isn't holding my hard cock in her hand while Im driving us to our date. "Baby, you can do whatever you want," I laugh, a little breathless, but I can't help the way I respond to her. "You could rob me blind right now and I wouldn't even care,"

She giggles and tucks a few strands of hair behind her ear, biting down on her bottom lip coyly. Without another word, she shimmies herself down and I know exactly what she's planning.

And I do not know if we'll make it to dinner without dying in a tragic car accident.

She knows exactly how much this is affecting me, too. I can smell it on her. She knows I can't watch her, and it forces every other one of my senses to work overtime.

When the tip of her tongue pokes out and curiously licks at the sensitive skin on the underside of my cock, I swear under my breath. "Fuck," I breathe, the muscles in my thighs twitching ever so slightly. My wolf is clawing at me, insisting I pull over so I can fuck her the way I'm desperate to, but this is so much hotter.

It's new and exciting, and it feels like we shouldn't be doing it, which only makes it feel that much better. "Gisele. Holy fuck!"I gasp, and there isn't a single part of me that could be ashamed of the whine she pulled from me. Not when the head of my cock presses into the back of her throat and her soft, gagging noises fill my ears.

She hollows her cheelks, swallowing around whatever she's taken into her throat and I have to lock my elbows to keep from doubling over at the sensation.

I have so much to focus on right now.

I can't fuck up into her throat becauseI have my feet on the pedals. I can't look down or close my eyes, no matter how much I want to. Not to mention the highway. It is busy at this hour of the day, there are tons of humans driving home after work.

I need to focus and make sure I don't accidentally kill someone just because my mate's mouth feels fucking amazing as she moves her tongue over my cock. "Baby, Gisele, wait," I groan, my entire body locking painfully.

She pulls off with a little pop, her hand still fisting my cock and stroking slowly, her spit making the glide easy.

I chanced a glance at her and immediately regretted it. Her lips are puffy, swollen and red, unshed tears clinging to her lashes, and her eyes are bright with lust. "What's the matter?" she asks, her voice rough from swallowing my cock, and fuck, if that doesn't drive me crazy, I don't know what will.

Im glaring at the road, hating every thought that led me to make reservations at a restaurant that was a good forty minutes away from the pack lands.

I wanna pull over,"I grunt.

My cock pulsing in her palm. She's stroking me so slowly that it's painful. Its like she gets me to the very edge and keeps me there, perpetual overstimulation and orgasm denial wWrapped up in one gloriously agonizing gift. "Why would you want to do that?" she muses, feigning confusion.

Itl be more comfortable," I explain, my mouth dropping open in a low groan when she thumbs the slit.

"Comfortable?" she giggles. "I don't know, baby, I'm pretty comfortable right now.

Are you uncomfortable?" she says. She is enjoying teasing me.

I would be a lot more comfortable fucking you," I clarify, and she gasps a little at the soft growl lacing my words. "That's what you want, isn't it?"

Iwant to eat dinner with my mate," she says, tilting her head mischievously. "And maybe fuck him in the bathroom between courses."

Any response I might have had is stopped in its tracks, not that any of them would have been coherent, when my phone rings. "Fuck off" I grumble unhappily, ignoring the way Gisele mufles her giggles and hitting the answer button. "Yeah?" I say, loud enough for the hands-free to pick up.

Jacob." It's Derek. He is out of breath and panicked. "Hey man, what's going on?" I demand any arousal, bleed away from hearing the fear in my Beta's voice. "There's been an attack," he explains, then disappears to yell instructions at someone else. "Your dad left for the border by himself to hold them off. We need everyone here now! Right now!"

I was already making an illegal turn to race back.

Tm on my way" I tell him, weaving in and out of traffic while Gisele pulls her phone out and calls Ana and tell her what has happened and where to meet her. "You get the wolves up to the border to support my dad," I shout orders at Derek.

The line goes dead and we make the twenty-minute trip back in less than ten, both of us silent as reality sets in.

The second we reach pack territory; Gisele launches herself out of the Jeep and darts towards the pack house, and I shift to meet my dad at the border.