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A story about a Panther girl from Earth and her clan.
"I'll be fine," he says, with a side ways glance he looks at Clyde. "It was my fault, I wasn't paying attention."
"I'll lock up in here, you'd better see to Mrs. Carlson. She seems pretty agitated."
"Thanks, Kim," Michael says, rubbing his hand on the bandage. Looking at Nathan, he nods, "Ready?"
"You bet." Taking a sip of his coffee before placing the cup back on the tray, Nathan follows him into the main building.
After tidying the bench, tossing the remains of our lunch into the bin, I take one final look at Clyde. His incessant hissing sending a chill up my spine as I turn off the light and lock the door behind me.
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Hearing Michael and Nathan's voices as they leave the surgery, I glance up from my magazine.
"How'd the operation go?"
"We'll know in a day or two. His back leg was shattered, so if the bones don't start to mend soon, it'll be no doubt an amputation."
"Ouch." Putting the magazine down, I follow them to the kitchen.
Listening to the pair discuss the operation, I wash the few coffee cups in the sink and place them away in the cupboard overhead.
"Do you need me for anything else tonight?" Turning my attention to Michael, I place the dishcloth on the bench.
"Hmm, I'm going to head off myself," Nathan says, handing the school forms to Michael. "I'll see you two in the morning."
"Okay, good night, Nathan, and thanks." Shaking hands, Michael turns to me. "I'll lock up here, Kim. The Carlson dog is doing fine, so no need for me to hang around."
"Good night, Nathan," I wave as he heads to the front door. Feeling his hands circle my waist, I turn to face Michael; as our lips meet, I feel the warmth returning to my inner thighs.
With my arms around his neck, our tongues explore the recesses of each other's mouth. Michael's bulge buried against my navel, his hands pulling together behind my back, drawing me closer. Hooking his hands beneath my ass he raises me onto the bench, our lips never parting as he moves between my parted thighs. The soft moans escaping our mouths increasing in frequency as he rocks his firm bulge against my mound through the thin fabric of my pants. Crossing my feet behind his ass, pulling him into me as our kiss becomes electrified.
Moving his hand slowly up the front of my shirt, he cups my breast and gently kneads it through the cotton of my blouse. Tightening his grip as he nears my nipple, gently tugging it outward as he moves his mouth across my cheek, kissing my face softly. The warmth of his breath as his tongue slides to my ear sends a shiver surging down my spine. An involuntary spasm erupts within my inner walls as he glides his tongue along my lobe, his breath hot as he softly wraps his lips around and gently sucks it into his mouth. His hand teasing my nipple, the firm peak standing tall as it presses against my blouse.
Gliding his hand across the front of my blouse he slides his fingers over the buttons revealing more of my flesh as he works his way lower. As he unbuttons the last, he slides his hand inside my shirt sending a ripple of goosebumps surfacing over my skin. The warmth of his caress as he takes my breast in his hand sends a flood of fluids to my already damp panties. Arching my back, I want to melt into him as his soft lips wrap around my nipple, softly sucking it into the warmth of his mouth. His tongue teasingly flicks over the firmness of my teat, as his hand moves gingerly up my outer thigh.
Taking his jacket in my hands, I pull it over his shoulders.