Page 61 of The Wolf She Shouldn't Desire

Talia

The sun shining through the bedroom window heating my face wakes me the next day. Slowly coming to awareness, I feel Jordan’s heavy arm wrapped around my waist from behind. Contentment and warmth fill me, and I smile. We fell asleep after talking for a bit about childhood memories. It was interesting to hear about the loving but strict environment he grew up in compared to my cold and not all memorable one. I loved hearing him talk, and his deep timber voice soothed me until I was struggling to keep my eyes open. Jordan noticed after a while and kissed me sweetly before telling me to sleep and that he was here to keep me safe while I slept. I willingly fell asleep after that.

Stretching out slightly in the bed, I realize I haven’t slept that well in a very long time. I’ve rarely felt safe enough to allow myself to sink into a deep sleep. In this apartment, I usually do but rarely. Definitely not as deep as I realize I did with Jordan here holding me against him and covering my back both physically and figuratively. My ass pushes back into him while stretching, and I feel his arm tighten around me.

“You better quit that,” he groggily mumbles behind me.

“And why is that?” I chuckle.

“You’re going to start something that you’re going to have to finish.”

“Oh, I want to start it and will damn well finish it.” I push my ass back into his hardening cock intentionally this time.

He growls and rolls me onto my back. Leaning over me, he kisses me, consuming my mouth as if he’s starving and I have just what he needs. His body shifts without breaking the kiss to spread my legs so he can kneel between my thighs.

A tearing noise and a sharp, quick sting around my hips hits me as he rips my panties off. I groan into his mouth as shivers course through me in response. I reach down and do the same to his boxers and hear the ripping of fabric. He responds with a growl and rips the shirt I’m wearing right down the middle, making us both completely naked. I reach up and grab the sides of his face as I enjoy the feel of his lips against mine. My pussy becomes wet the longer we kiss and caress each other all over. He kneads my breast with one hand and then trails it down to grip my hip and pull me closer to his hard cock that he slides through my folds. My hands slide down his face and over his broad shoulder and chest, savoring the contours of his muscles. We both wriggle against each other and moan, desperate for more.

“Jordan, I need you inside me,” I gasp, pulling away from his lips.

He grunts and without another word, aligns his cock with the entrance of my pussy and thrusts into me all the way. I’m so wet he faces no resistance and I feel nothing but shocks of pleasure and the sensation of being full. With a gasp from him filling me, I spread my legs further, allowing him to drive deeper into me. I desperately reach around and grab his ass to pull him into me and thrust my hips up in a fast rhythm seeking to drive us both insane and reach the pinnacle we always find when we come together.

“Fuck Talia, your pussy feels so fucking good wrapped around my dick,” he groans.

His hips thrust frantically with mine, desperate for release just as much as me.

He reaches between us and dances his fingers over my clit. And it’s exactly what I need as I see stars behind my eyes and scream with the explosion of my orgasm.

Jordan groans deeply as he follows me.

Gasping, we don’t move as we come down from our orgasmic high.

“Well, that’s one way to start the morning,” Jordan chuckles eventually.

“I think its doctor recommended. An orgasm a day keeps the doctor away or something. It’s a scientifically proven fact.”

He shakes with laughter. “Who am I am to argue with the scientific community?”

He gives me a quick peck on the lips and then rolls off me and the bed.

Turning my head, I see he is smiling down at me. “What?” I smile back.

“You’re gorgeous,” is all he says, but I think there is more he wanted to say based on the look in his eyes that I briefly catch before he quickly disappears. He doesn’t say anything else though and walks to retrieve his clothes, at least his bottom half as his shirt was ripped to shreds off of me earlier. I smirk at that thought and go in search of my own clothes. As I’m getting dressed, I realize that we have to part ways soon to go back to our respective homes separate from each other. My bubble of happiness pops because I don’t want to leave here or him just yet.

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We both walk slowly towards the living room and stop in the middle of the apartment. A heavy silence weighs between us.Neither of us wants to say goodbye after the night before and this morning we spent together.

“Will I see you again soon?” I whisper.

He reaches out and pulls me towards him and into his arms that he wraps around my waist. “I’m not leaving here until we promise each other that we will, darling.”

I smile up at him. “Promise.”

“Promise,” he says before leaning down and kissing me gently. When he pulls back, he lets go of me and a wave of sadness tries to overcome me until I see that he pulled away to retrieve his phone from his pocket. “Give me your number so I can contact you rather than roam the city in hopes of running into you. I don’t know exactly when I’ll be able to see you again, but hopefully within the next day or two. I want to be able to let you know when Iamfree, and when I’m not, I want to be able to talk to you still when I can’t get away if that’s okay with you.”

“Sounds like a plan.”

I input my number into his phone and send a quick text to my phone. Then, I pull out my phone and save his contact.

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