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“Yeah.” As he started to pull up his shirt, I said, “Let me.” The way his eyes twinkled invited me to take over, and I placed my hands on the hem of his shirt and lifted it up, slowly revealing the muscles adorned with ink underneath. My mouth began to water as I gazed upon his lovely flesh, and I had to swallow as I pulled the shirt up over his head. He grabbed it too so that he could see again and then crashed his lips into mine once more.

As we continued kissing, I could feel the blood rushing through my veins as I thought of what would come next. Every time so far that we’d made love, Wolf had made me feel so fucking alive, so free—but what had I done for him? I’d been a more than willing partner, but had I been actively participating or only receiving?

Part of that was probably because I felt unsure. Only having ever had one other long-term partner, I worried that maybe I wasn’t providing what Wolf might need.

Which meant I had to try.

“You probably need to take your jeans off too. It’s getting pretty hot in here.”

“Okay—but ladies first.”

“Fine.” I unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans and then leaned back to pull them down. “But it’smyturn to makeyoufeel really good.”

He laughed. “Are you kidding? Don’t you know what you do to me?”

“But—”

“Let me assure you that you don’t need to do anything special. Just being with you is all I need.”

God, he was so sweet—but had he been reading my mind? Wasn’t there something he’d like for me to try? I’d been thinking about giving him a blow job. It wasn’t something I felt like an expert doing, because I never knew if I was any good at it…mainly because Kyle and I didn’t communicate much about what we did in the bedroom. We’d started out inexperienced—and then, of course, we just didn’t say anything after a while.

So Wolf and I…we were still new to each other, just like Kyle and I had been. If Wolf and I were going to take this anywhere, I didn’t want us to stop talking—and I wanted him to love being with me as much as I loved being with him.

I just had to say it. “Right now, sure. But what if you stop feeling that way?”

“Your pussy is the sweetest thing since sugar, and you don’t have to do anything special to make me feel fucking amazing. Just the way you feel wrapped around me, the way you smell, the way you taste…all of those are things that are just you and you can’t change them…and that’s what does it for me, songbird.”

Was it the heat from the fire or the warmth of his words that gave me the sensation of my cheeks flushing?

“But I’ll take my jeans off anyway.”

“They gotta come off sometime.” I giggled as he stood and took his jeans off. Whether it was the fire or the splash of alcohol in my hot cocoa, every muscle in my body was warm and relaxed, and I just watched Wolf. As he stood up again, I stared covetously at the hard-on evident even underneath his black underwear.

That was because of me.

“You’re taking too long, bird.” Bending over, he pulled my jeans the rest of the way off my ankles. His expression changed, his eyes becoming almost predatory. “You look good enough to eat.”

At those words, my pussy clenched and grew wetter, thinking about his tongue down there like he’d done before. But as much as I’d enjoyed that, I didn’t want his head between my legs tonight. Instead, I wanted to hold him close. If I were to experience an orgasm, I wanted to do it in his arms, not grabbing his head until he lay beside me.

He sat down next to me and stroked my cheek. “Merry Christmas, bird.” The way he looked at my lips made my mouth water.

“Merry Christmas, Wolf. Thank you again. I can’t tell you how much it means to me…what you did today, coming with me.”

“There’s no place I would have rather been than with you right then. Doesn’t matter how crazy things got.” I searched his eyes, looking for a hint that he was just being nice. “I haven’t had a family in a long time, so…”

He had to be lying, and I didn’t care, but thinking about my family wasnotarousing in the slightest. “Kiss me.”

“Your wish is my command.” As he kissed me softly on the lips, I could taste the remnants of the sweet cocoa mixed with his flavor—and I was warmed up again, unpleasant thoughts wafting away.

We kissed for a while, more than long enough for me to be ready. Impatient, I slid my hand down his belly to run my fingers against the hem of his shorts before sliding them down farther. Still kissing, I felt up and down the length of his cock, probably enjoying it way more than I should…but he felt really good, throbbing against my hand. That cock had brought me more pleasure than I’d ever known.

Snaking my hand inside his shorts, I ran my thumb over the tip of his cock, oozing warm pre-cum. Sliding it around, I wondered what it tasted like. Kyle’s had tasted kind of salty, but I had no way of knowing if all cum tasted the same…or if they had different flavors, depending on the guy. I wanted to find out, but I would wait for another time.

I heard the groan in his throat, almost like a growl. “Are you ready?”

I was breathless. “Yeah.”

“Would you like to do something for me?”

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