Tuesday Tales - Prompt

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We are back with Ezekiel Hallow in Featherweight (Hallow Brothers 6). This week’s word prompt is “fussy”.
**Warning - There is adult situations and adult language.**
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The early morning sun and chirping of birds pierced through Ezekiel’s groggy, sleep smothered mind. He couldn’t imagine he got much sleep. He was alright with that. He’d pull an all nighter to have sex with Dakota.
A low groan escaped his throat as a bare bottom rubbed up against him. It elicited a prompt response from his cock. The tight quarters across the bench of his truck worked in his favor. There was little room for Dakota to move that wasn’t against him. He had a feeling it was what lead to they long, passionate night.
She turned enough to give him a sleepy smile. “Good morning.”
He placed a gentle kiss on her lips. Her mouth parted a little to accept it.
“Good morning,” he replied.
She arched against him. “You’re not the only one awake, I see.”
He growled at her. “He’s awake and hungry.”
“Me too.”
Ezekiel pulled her tight against him. “Then let’s fix that.”
She squiggled against his grasp. “As much as I want to, I’m actually starving. I need to eat. Let’s go find breakfast.”
She pulled free of his arms then popped open the truck door. He watched, dumbfounded, as she climbed out of the truck then searched for her clothes. She pulled on each article of clothing as she found it. Watching her wander around the woods stark naked looking for her things left him in awe of her. Nothing could possibly spook her and interrupt her mission. She was a badass.
She held up his jeans of the crook of her fingers. “Gonna need these?”
He grinned at her. “Bring them to me.”
Dakota cocked her head at him. “What? Is my big, bad werewolf afraid to wander around the woods naked?”
“Your werewolf, huh?”
“Come get your pants.”
“Dakota, I live in the forest and you wouldn’t catch me dead wandering around outside naked.”
“You have no adventure.”
“You got me.”
Her smile grew bigger and more devious. “If you crawl out of that truck and come to me, I’ll make it worth it to you.”
Ezekiel raised an eyebrow. She peaked his curiosity. “Really?”
“Really.”
He shrugged then scooted across the seat. He stopped short of the door. For all he knew there was someone out there about to see him in all his bare ass glory. It was enough to make him scuttle back an inch or two.
“I’m waiting,” she reminded in a sing song voice.
He growled at the challenge. Launching himself from the truck, he stalked across the clearing to her.