Page 5 of Wolf
After, I lay down beside him, running my fingers through his thick silvery chest hair. He cups my cheek in his hand and looks into my eyes.
This was meant to be a one-time thing. A passionate embrace with a gorgeous man old enough to be my dad. But, as I look at him, as I feel his fingers against my face, I realize I’ve bitten off more than I can chew.
There’s no way in hell I’ll be able to go back to my everyday life knowing he’s up here. Waiting for me. There’s no way in hell I’ll be able to go out with any other man without comparing them to Lynx. And they’ll lose. Every single time.
“What are you thinking about, Vamp?” he says, kissing me softly on the side of the mouth.
“Nothing,” I squeak. I’m not ready to tell him what I’m thinking. Maybe I never will be.
What if he doesn’t feel the same way?
What if he turns me down?
What if he laughs in my face and sends me packing?
“I don’t believe that,” he grins. “Not for a second.”
“Okay,” I say. “If you must know, I was thinking about food.”
“You want me to make you something?” His fingers slide down my stomach. He cups my pussy with his hand, rubbing circles over my clit.
“Yes,” I manage.
“Something hot and meaty and packed full of protein?”
“Yes.”
“Okay.” He jumps up off the couch. Letting go of my pussy so quick I literally reach out and try and pull him back. He smirks at me. Knowing full well he has me under his spell. “Later,” he smiles. “First I feed you, then I fuck you… again.”
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Lynx
I can feelRachel's eyes on me as I walk towards the kitchen. Naked. Cum dripping from my cock to the floor.
Before I leave the room I turn around and catch her staring at my ass. She blushes and looks away. I grin.
“Make yourself at home,” I tell her. “But don’t put your clothes back on. Okay?”
“Okay,” she smiles. “Are you going to make coffee, too?”
“Does your pussy taste like strawberries and cream with a hint of fucking heaven?”
She bites the end of her finger. “I don't know,” she says. “I’ve never tasted my pussy before.”
“The answer’s yes,” I purr. “And that’s why I’m having it for dessert.”
She raises her hand to her chest. I take one last look at her lovely pink nipples, then exit the room.
It doesn’t take long for me to whip up a nice meal. My fridge is full of the finest food money can buy. Although, most of it I didn’t buy with money. I traded services rendered with local farmers, or stores, or hunters. Not that I couldn’t afford to buy the food. But I prefer it this way. I feel like I’m part of a community. And not just that, I’m part of a community that matters to me. I help people, and I don’t worry about always making a profit. Something my father was obsessed with, and something that ripped my family apart like the flames of a fire tearing through a forest during dry season.
God,I lay a dozen strips of bacon in a preheated pan. If we don’t eat them all now, we can always finish them later.My feelings for Rachel are more than I bargained for.
When she turned up outside my cabin, I thought she was just another city girl, here to pester me and intrude on my way of life.
But, then I saw her, and I knew I couldn’t let her leave without claiming her body.
But maybe that was a mistake. Now I’ve tasted her, and buried my cock in her delicious pink cunt, how am I supposed to go back to life as normal?
