Beautiful Creatures Series
Chapter 44: 2

Chapter 44: 2

Gordon sat at the bar. After replaceing his shitty wife cheating, he had decided to go to the Mausoleum. Itwas a dive bar in Aspen that was popular with truckers, bikers, and his pack. Gordon was drinkingalone tonight. He was halfway through his third beer and tapping Mackenzie’s business card againstthe top of his glass. He had been debating calling her and asking Mackenzie to join him for a drink.

It had been years since Gordon had picked up a woman. Twenty-five years, to be specific. Girls todaywere different. He was just some ageing biker. What did he have to offer a classy lady like Mackenzie?Then again, she had given him her number without him asking for it. She must have seen something inhim. He stared at the phone number on the back of the card for a long time, then he picked up his beerand drained the glass empty. Placing the glass on the bar top, Gordon reached into his jacket, takingout his smartphone. He punched in Mackenzie’s number and hit call.

It rang once… twice… three times. His nerves were raw. He should hang up. Four… five… “MackenzieStarr,” Gordon stopped breathing. She actually answered, and now he was speechless. “Hello?” Hecouldn’t. Gordon hung up and placed his phone on the bar top. God, he felt like such a loser. Suddenlyhis phone rang, and Gordon picked it up. Oh God, she was calling back.

Gordon stared at his phone, debating whether or not to answer it. Man up! He scolded himself. You’re45 years old, not 12. Answer the call. Gordon picked up the phone. “Hello.”

“I’m returning a call. You just called?” Mackenzie’s voice came over the line.

“Yes, sorry, um… it’s Gordon. You gave me your number back in my tattoo shop earlier today.”

“Oh, I remember you,” her voice had taken on a silky undertone.

“I was wondering if you were busy tonight?”

“Not at all.”

“Would you be interested in getting drinks with me?”

“I would love to get drinks with you. Do you know where the Spring? It’s the bar at the Mountain PlazaHotel,” he did; it was an expensive hotel that catered to CEOs and wealthy tourists. “I’ll be there in 20minutes if you would like to meet me there.”

He would prefer a bar with a laxer dress code, but he would go where she wanted. “I’ll see you there,”Gordon hung up with a smile. That went well. Gordon stood up and walked out of the bar.

He drove to the hotel and parked his bike. He walked into the building and saw the bar entrance rightthere in the lobby. Gordon went in and took a seat at the bar. “What can I get you?” The clean-cut malebartender in the tight black top asked.

“A martini for me,” Mackenzie ordered as she slipped onto the barstool next to him. “And I’m guessinga beer for you?” She asked playfully.

“Whatever is on tap,” he said, looking her over. Mackenzie had changed out of her suit and into anincredible purple designer cocktail dress that slid up her creamy thighs when she crossed her right legover the other. It was impossible not to stare. “And I thought you looked good back at my shop.”

“Thank you. I was at dinner with a friend when you called.”

“Did I take you away from a date?”

“No, nothing as fun as that. My girlfriend just got dumped, so we went out to dinner, but I was tired ofthe sobbing. You gave me an excuse to leave. I’m grateful.”

“Glad I could help,” he said as the bartender placed their drinks in front of them. He took out his walletand paid for their drinks.

“So, kind of you,” Mackenzie said as she picked up her glass and sipped it. “I’ll have to get the nextone,” they sat in awkward silence for a moment, and she grinned. “You seem nervous?”

“In all honesty, it has been a long time since I have been on a date.”

“Does your wife know you are here?” She asked. Gordon looked at her, surprised by the question. “Thering on your left hand,” she said, nodding to his hand. “It’s a dead giveaway.”

He looked at his wedding band for a moment and then back at her. “No, she doesn’t know where I am.We are actually getting divorced.”

“As of when?”

“As of tonight. I came home from work. I caught my wife with another man. I caught her with one of myfriends.”

“I’m sorry.”

He smiled at her. “If you knew I was married, why did you give me your phone number?”

“You didn’t seem happily married. I have spent years with couples, and it has gotten quite easy tofigure out who is going to make it and who isn’t. I didn’t have to meet your wife to know you weren’thappy. It’s like a sixth sense,” she smiled. “Besides, I’m not looking to lockdown. I’m just looking forsome fun.”

“Fun?”

“Sex.”

“Sex?”

“Yes. I knew the moment I walked through the doors of your shop and saw you that I wanted you. Awoman decides within thirty seconds of meeting a man whether or not she’s going to sleep with him,”she moved closer to whisper in his ear. “How long does it take you to decide?”

“No commitment? No strings?”

“None. Just mutual shallow gratification.”

He smiled. Non-committal casual sex with a beautiful young woman? After twenty-five years of beingstuck with the same vile woman, he could indeed use an enjoyable romp. The only question was,should he? Gordon smiled at her. “I have decided. Where and when?”

“Here and now,” she said, taking a hotel room key card out of her small handbag to show it to him. Itwas clear she had been planning this encounter from the get-go. She must have paid for the roombefore coming into the bar. She was so sure of herself, and why not. She was stunning.

Gordon drank his beer back in one shot and stood up. “Lead the way.”

Mackenzie hopped off her stool, and Gordon followed as she led him out of the bar and to the elevatorsin the lobby. She swiped the key card to access the elevator. The doors slid open shortly after, and theyboth stepped on. She swiped the card again, and the doors slid shut. They were silent as the elevatorwent up. They got off on the fifth floor and walked down the hall to the room, the key card unlocked.

Once alone in the room, she kicked off her pumps and placed her handbag on the desk. She thenturned and smiled at him. Gordon had to admit he was excited but nervous. It had been decades sincehe had been with a woman other than Melissa, and even then, he only got laid on Christmas and hisbirthday, which often left him cold.

He'd never loved Melissa. She had been fun at first back when they were young and stupid.Unfortunately, he had gotten her pregnant with their daughter Aster. Gordon had done what he thought

was the right thing and married the mother of his child, but after he said I do things went wrong andquickly. He had only stayed with her for so long because he was a man of his word. He had takenvows, and he honoured them. Since Lycanthropes were rare and they mated for life, he had resignedhimself to his shitty life.

However, catching his wife with his friend, Gordon broke. He couldn’t do it anymore. Fuck tradition. Hewas kicking his bitch wife to the curb, which made what he was doing ok.

Gordon watched with excitement as Mackenzie’s manicured fingers pinched the zipper on the side ofher dress and slowly pulled it down. She slipped her arms out of the sleeves and let the garment fallaround her bare feet. Wow, he had no words. She stood before him in a deep purple and black lace braand panties set, he was sure she bought from some expensive designer. The purple of herundergarments matched the colour of the dress she had just removed. This was a girl who had it allpulled together.

Why she was with him was baffling.

Then again, Gordon was not exactly unattractive. He was on the shorter side of tall, merely six feeteven. He weighed two hundred pounds, but he was all muscle. He could attribute his superb physicalfitness to the fact that he was a Lycanthrope, and as one, he had a supernaturally fast metabolism.Besides his fantastic physique, Gordon had a rugged bad boy appeal with his chiselled features, hislong ebony hair and the slightest hint of grey in his three-week-old beard. Then there were his eyes. Hehad typical Lycanthrope eyes, a bright, striking amber colour that women found captivating. Back in hisheyday, all he had to do was give a girl that smouldering look and their panties practically flew off.

Although it had been a long time, and he feared he might have lost his mojo. He had to admit it only tohimself. He was scared he wouldn’t measure up. He was afraid he wouldn’t last long. The only thing hewasn’t afraid of was getting it up because he was at full salute already. Gordon just stood there, hisgaze rolling over her delectable curves taking in her beauty.

“Aren’t you going to do anything?” She asked.

“I am taking a moment to appreciate all the work God put into making you,” at that moment, she casther eyes down, and she actually blushed. For that brief second, he got a glimpse of a small-town girlnext door when moments ago she was a sexy, confident, dominant force to be reckoned with. Gordonslowly removed his jacket and hung it over the chair as he strolled toward her. He pulled his t-shirt upand off over his head, tossing it aside.

His confidence grew when her eyes began to smoulder, and her smile grew at the sight of his body. Heremembered that look, and he was proud that he could still get that look at his age. Gordon came tostand toe to toe with Mackenzie. His fingers gently brushed hers and then threaded as he lifted her softhand and held it against his chest. When she purred with approval, his ego swelled. Gordon leaned inhis lips, hovering a breath away from her. Mackenzie leaned in to kiss him, but he pulled back slightly,denying her the contact she craved to delay her gratification.

If he only got one shot at this, he was going to make it count.

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Mackenzie felt a rush of excitement when Gordon pulled back. The little chuckle he gave spiked hersex drive. Not only was the man sinfully sexy, but he also had a playful side. He held her hand to hischest and slowly guided it lower and lower until the evidence of his arousal filled her hand through hisjeans. Oh yeah, judging from how he felt in her hand, this was going to be a night to remember.

Gordon’s index finger traced her jaw, sopping at her chin, tipping her head up, bringing her lips to his. Itwas a teasing feather-light kiss. A slight brush of his lip, then his teeth lightly nipped at her bottom lip.He pulled his lips back slightly, looking down as his finger trailed down her neck, over her collarbone,and between her breast, hooking in the lace of her bra. “Let’s see what treasures are hidden beneaththis lace,” he whispered as his hands slid around her sides and unlatched the two small hooks in the

back. She shrugged her shoulders out of the straps and let her bra fall away. His smile grew.“Flawless.”

His mouth captured hers in an intense lustful kiss that took Mackenzie’s breath away. Mackenziereached for his belt and turned it loose, then yanked his pants down. She couldn’t wait anymore. Shewanted to get to the main event. There was no need for more foreplay. Her panties were soaking, andhe couldn’t possibly get any harder. Looking down, she was thrilled to see he was well equipped.

Mackenzie pulled away just for a second and picked up her handbag from the desk. Gordon kicked offhis boots and jeans, then came up behind Mackenzie, took a firm hold of her hips and pulled her backas he ground against her bottom. She was quickly losing her senses. She wanted what he offered somuch. She searched her handbag for a condom but couldn’t replace the one she thought she had in herpurse.

It was challenging to focus on replaceing the condom with his cock sliding back and forth against her sexfrom behind. He was teasing her again, and she was almost senseless with desire. “We have aproblem.”

“No problem here, Baby. I’m more than ready to play,” Gordon purred as he pushed Mackenzie’s hairaside so he could kiss the back of her neck, sending delightful shudders of pleasure spiking right to hersex.

“I can’t replace the condom,” Mackenzie confessed.

“Don’t need it. I’m clean and fixed. I could screw you to the floor every day for months and never getyou pregnant,” he said, placing his hand on her shoulders and pushing her face down bent over thedesk as he slowly entered from behind. Mackenzie dropped her forehead against the desk as shemoaned, her hands gripping the edges of the desk so tightly her hands were white-knuckled. He filled

her so perfectly. Her mind went blank as he pulled her back with each thrust driving himself deepereach time.

Soon Both of them were groaning and panting as Gordon took her fast and hard. The sensation was sooverwhelming Mackenzie thought she might blackout. Gordon kissed and sucked on her neck as hishand moved around her waist and slipped between her legs, stroking and toying with the engorged budof her sex.

It was too much. It was too good. Mackenzie whimpered his name as her whole body shook. She cameharder than she had with anyone else as the evidence of her satisfaction dripped down his manhoodand her inner thigh. Her sex clenching so tightly around him, Gordon’s head fell back. He closed hiseyes and almost growled.

It was brief but better than she had with any other man. Gordon was breathing heavily as he took astep back. “That was amazing,” she panted, standing up.

Gordon snaked one arm around her waist, lifting Mackenzie off her feet, carrying her over to the bedand tossing her on the mattress. She was surprised to replace him already hard again. “We are far fromdone, Baby,” he said, kneeling on the mattress and crawling up towards her.

“Your stamina is impressive for a man your age or a man half your age.”

“Baby, you have never met a man like me before,” he said, kissing his way up her leg and inner thigh.“Now, let’s make you squirm,” he said, running his tongue along her sex. It was going to be a hell of agood night.