Page 12 of Age Gap Wolf's Second Chance Mate

Soon, we’re both naked and Jonah is carrying me to the bedroom. Our new pup is trying to follow but Jonah deftly closes the door on him. I can’t stop kissing him, feeling him. My hands run over his arms, his face, his chest.

We fall onto the bed. I am filled with energy now, and I want to use it. I roll so that I’m on top and slide down Jonah’s body until I’m settled between his legs. I take his cock in my hand and open wide, plunging down as deep as I can go.

Jonah’s breath hisses between his teeth and his body tenses, which drives me even wilder. I suck hard and fast for a few minutes and then, I climb up to straddle him. In one motion, I slip his cock inside me and begin to rock furiously, bouncing on him while reaching behind me and cupping his balls.

His groans incite me to try to make it even better, and I adjust my position enough to allow him to grab hold of my ass cheeks so he can move even faster, deeper, harder, and everything-er.

I keep one hand on his balls and the other I move to play with my clit. I feel his hands on my waist steadying me. The instant they touch me, though, it’s like some final signal to my brain and I cry out and shudder so hard I start to fall over. My orgasm grips me and I can’t even breathe. My pussy is squeezing around his dick with hard rhythmic pulses that shake me with each wave.

Jonah feels it and his hands clench my waist as he thrusts up into me with a final howling groan and cums. I feel him throbbing inside me and I shift my hips urging more from him. It lasts a minute or so but I can’t keep it up.

I mean, because he’s bigger than me and stronger than me. He lifts me up and off him and tosses me to the bed when it gets too be too much for him. I giggle as I lay there, still cumming but delighted in making him too sensitive. “I swear, Mara,” he says, “you keep it up and I’ll have to take your backdoor to teach you a lesson.”

That just makes me giggle more. “You can’t threaten me with a good time!” I laugh. I don’t know why I say that. Well, I mean, I say it to tease. I just don’t know why I phrase it like that. I’ve never done anal sex and I have no idea if it’ll be a good time. I suspect it won’t, especially with a cock the size of baseball bat!

But he rolls over and says, “Then I’ll threaten you with torture!”

And then he tickles me.

And tickles me.

And tickles me.

I shriek and kick and flail and laugh and about every other reaction imaginable. We fall back onto the bed, finally, our ragged breathing almost as loud as the laughter was. And then, I hear the puppy at the door.

“Well, I guess we better help Floofer, the poor little guy.”

Jonah sighs. “You know, eventually we need to come up with a name for him that sticks.”

We slowly get off the bed. “Maybe we could try Lupin or Howler or Mr. Wooter McFluffykins.” I’m feeling giddy and silly.“Oh wait, those are my names for you.”

Jonah shakes his head. “No more wasting time. A good meal is going cold. Now, getthat pretty little ass of yours into the bathroom and get cleaned up for dinner.”

Then, he smacks my ass.A real spank. I yelp as pain explodes over my butt and then fight down giggles as my whole body gets giddy again. I turn around and stand ramrod straight. “Yes, Sir!” I say with a big salute and then I turn back around and rush to the bathroom.

And the heat of his hand still radiates through me, and I feel my giddiness become an overwhelming joy.

Chapter Nine

Jonah

I’m about to get road head.

I know it seems crazy for a man my age to say something like that. I mean, it’s a younger man’s game, right? Well, I’m an older man but I have a younger woman so I get some perks, right?

Believe it or not, though, this will be my first time.

And I’m too much of a firefighter to let it happen while I’m driving. I’m really going to get car pulled over head. We’re on a mountain road, on our way to a spot I want to show her. She’s never seen me as a wolf and I figure my lake cabin is a good place to do it. That’s the plan, anyway.

I pull over to move a fallen tree out of the road. I get it off the road but when I sit back down, she puts her hand between my legs. So, here goes.

Except here doesn’t go.

My hand darts out and I take her wrist. “Hold on,” I say.

“But what’s wr…” I guess my expression stops Mara from finishing the question. I slip out of the car and lift my face toward the sky. Then, I start undressing. A moment later, Mara gets out of the car. “What the hell are you doing?”

“In the trunk, there’s a harness,” I say, “It looks like a backpack. Can you get it please?”

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