by TK Lawyer
“Are you sure?”
She nodded her response.
He wrapped her tightly within his arms and inhaled deeply. She heard several long sniffs and then he released a contented sigh.
Tamara, happily, wriggled into him.
Josh’s breath teased her nose and traced her upper lip. Her eyelashes fluttered several long seconds before her eyelids snapped open. Tamara turned toward him and their gazes met. The feel of him everywhere had her lowering her walls and succumbing. Yet, she didn’t care. It had been too long since she’d been with a man and Josh was the most amazing man she’d met in a very long time.
***
Josh stared back at her, completely mesmerized by his mate.
Tamara was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen, the most desirable woman in the world—at least to him she was. He couldn’t believe his luck. How did she not understand how essential she was to him? If only she knew how fortunate he was to have finally found her, then maybe then she’d understand why he couldn’t live a single day without her. This was the moment he’d been waiting for, when she’d finally see him as he really was; the wolf and the man in one. He’d imagined it so many times, and now here she was cuddled warmly within his arms. Now that he found her, he wasn’t letting her go.
She kissed him softly with her eyes closed. Her supple, warm, welcoming lips broke his remaining self-restraint and Josh came alive. He returned the kiss and moved to position his body over her, supporting his weight on his arms. Their kiss became more urgent, and soon shifted into a sensuous play for dominance. Her tongue slipped through the barrier of his lips and teased him. He parted his mouth and welcomed his hot little minx, matching her intensity. Tamara’s arms wrapped around his neck and pulled him toward her. Her fingers rounded his shoulder blades and moved lower, stroking toward the middle of his back. She lowered her arms further and tugged at the seam of his shirt. She pulled repeatedly and squealed in frustration.
Josh whispered in a husky tone of voice, “Do you want this off me?”
He lifted up and teased her with a wink before pulling his shirt up a little and exposing part of his muscled abs.
She gave him a lazy smile and reached for him. “Yes, I do.”
He rewarded her with another sensual kiss.
Josh stopped teasing her. He cupped her chin and looked into her eyes. “Do you want me to stop? Because if you do, I will.”
She hesitated, licking her lips and said, “Would I be wicked if I said no?”
“I think you want this as much as I do.”
Tamara nodded slowly.
“Now, do you still want this off?” he teased, rolling up the bottom of his shirt.
She chewed on her lower lip, a sexy, girlish maneuver that sent pleasure signals straight to his groin “Yes.”
He lifted his shirt up and over his head and Tamara gasped.
She stroked the muscles of his chest, dragging her fingers down to his washboard abs. Next, she ran her hands over his chiseled arms. “I still can’t believe this is real. You’re amazing.”
He grinned ear to ear like a Cheshire Cat, until noticing a twinge of sadness in her voice. “What wrong?”
Tamara looked away from him. “It just seems so unreal. Too good to be true. And honestly, it’s hard to believe that someone like you could ever want me.”
He kissed her, gorging himself on her swollen, delectable lips. Josh stroked his fingers through her hair, then across her rosy cheeks and down her chin, and her arms. She was everything he could’ve dreamt of and more. How could she consider herself anything less?
He kissed her behind her earlobe and rolled his tongue across the sensitive skin. “You’re gorgeous, that’s what you are.”
Tamara arched her back and moaned in response.
“Don’t you know how much I want you?”
He sniffed the side of her neck and languished in the blissful nirvana of her sweet scent before he paused and looked up at her for any sign of resistance. She closed her eyes as his hands roamed further south over her chest.
She murmured and whispered his name, “Josh. Josh. Please- please don’t stop.”
Her curves spilled over his large hands, and he grinned, extremely pleased with their generous size. He flicked his thumbs across her nipples and received her delightful moan as an instant reward. Josh’s body responded to her gentle mewing and stirred.
Softly, he stroked her dusty pink nipples before diving in. He gently squeezed and rolled each bud within his thumb and index fingers. Tamara’s murmurs and pleas turned into elongated moans. Then she arched her back and cried out his name. He cupped one nipple in his mouth and followed his fingers with slow strokes of his tongue.
Her sweet, musky scent was driving him wild. He wanted to mark her, to make her his forever. She was his mate, and Josh wanted her to know it with every breath of her being. He tamped down his wolf and concentrated on teasing the pink peaks until they were stiff and rock-like. She moaned his name aloud and arched her back again, causing him to grin with delight. Her hands roamed across his back, pulling him impossibly closer to her. Her fingers curled around his muscled arms, and she kneaded his flesh. Rubbing with the rhythm of the continued peaks and ebbs of her building arousal—deepening inside her, sharpening, intensifying with every stroke of his magical fingers.
“My sweetheart, my true love,” he said in a rushed, husky voice, overcome with emotion. He’d waited too long for this moment, and it was finally here. His dream come true; his magnificent prize lay beneath him, begging him to continue. He groaned and slipped his hand under her nightgown, teasing the outer covering of the sweet spot he intended to fill later. His fingers slipped within the silky curls, and he groaned loudly, imagining what she would feel like surrounding him. The material of her nightgown bunched between his fingers. He caressed and stroked his way up toward her chest.
Tamara stopped him and pulled the gown off her body. The movement was quick and left him breathless at the sight of her naked. He sucked in air. She was too good to be true. She was gorgeous, and now she was his.
Cupping her chin, he pulled her gently toward him and, purposely, looked straight into her eyes once more. “You’re so damn beautiful.”
“But …”
He silenced her with a quick kiss, which led to a stronger one and then another longer, more passionate one. His hardening bulge lay across her belly. He held it firmly against her hoping to disprove any further insecurity on her part. To be sure, he whispered into her ear one last time. “Don’t you feel what you do to me? I want you so badly.”
He kissed down her neck and licked lazy circles in between his kisses. She rolled her eyes and called out his name. “Josh!”
She slid her hands down his delicious body to the top of his sweatpants. Her fingers tugged, trying to bring the material down and out of her way. She pulled and yanked, but the material wouldn’t budge. She groaned while Josh chuckled softly. He stopped her hands and removed his pants in one swoop, throwing them across the bed and onto the floor. She looked down his body and squealed with delight.
Josh lifted his head up.
“Is everything okay? I mean, are you okay with what we’re doing here?”
She wrapped her arms around him and brought him closer. Her lips captured his, and she kissed him deeply and passionately, erasing any doubt and concern. Lust and desire poured through his veins like heavy syrup into eyes as black as nightfall. He lowered himself between her legs and ground his sex against hers. They both moaned.
Tamara felt good beneath him—right, perfect. Once wouldn’t be enough with her. He’d have to take her several times.
Josh continued to grind against her and kiss her inviting lips, the length of her soft, supple neck and underneath her sensitive ear lobes. Her fingers dipped below, reaching for him, stroking him. He hissed with pleasure, and then growled before planting a long line of kisses from the base of her neck down across her shoulder. Her strokes quickened. He lifted up again an
d groaned long and loud. His head fell back, and his breathing wheezed. He panted her name several times, while she continued to pleasure him.
To his delight, she started running her fingers up and down his rigid girth. His breathing became labored, and his vocalizations escalated in tune with the intensity of her rhythm.
Josh found it hard to concentrate, but he was more than willing to reciprocate everything she gave him. He wanted his mate fulfilled and extremely satisfied in every way. He kissed her and laved the sensitive, erogenous zone where her neck met her shoulder. His fingers dipped past her panty, and he stroked the wet nub below, increasing his speed intermittently between long, lazy strokes. She dropped him out of her hand, moaned his name repeatedly, and writhed in a rocking motion under his fingers.
“You’re so sexy, Tamara.”
His body ached, and his inner wolf sought to claim her. Josh was losing control, and he wasn’t sure how much longer he’d last. He would need to take her soon. He licked the sensitive area between the back of her neck and her shoulder.
Tamara moaned. “Oh, God, Josh. You’re so good.” She wrapped her legs around him and pushed up onto his hardening length, gyrating around him. “Please, Josh. Ahhh!”
“What, Tamara? I want to hear you say it. What is it you want me to do?”
She arched her back. “Please…please.”
His fingers strummed her, bringing her to the brink of satisfaction. Then he stopped, leaving her unfinished, begging for more. Josh repeated the cycle only to hear her mew her disagreement once again.
“No, please- don’t stop.” She pulled his wet fingertips back onto her, but he didn’t budge.
“Say it,” he pleaded desperately. “Say you want me. I need to hear the words from you.”
“I do!” she insisted, breathlessly. “I want you so bad.”
Josh pushed her arm aside from his lower half. He’d please her in every way she desired, but he wanted her complete submission first. His hot breath swept across her chin and down her neck. “Tell me what you want.”
She rolled her head back and forth across the pillow and groaned. Her breathing became ragged. Her body ached and yearned for him—but she wouldn’t say the words.
He growled several more times, rubbed his face against her chest, and breathed in her intoxicating, musky scent. Tamara’s excitement was breaking him down. He wouldn’t last much longer, but he couldn’t lose control no matter how much she unwittingly teased him.
He wouldn’t take her without her consent.
“Josh.” She mouthed a mere whisper of his name and continued. “Please, Baby, take me. Don’t tease me anymore. I want it, I want to feel you deep inside me. Take me. I’m yours.”
He sharpened his focus and gazed at her intently. That was all he needed to hear. His mate wanted him—and she verbally acknowledged she was his. Josh grinned, pride welling up within him. He positioned himself between her legs and spread her thighs apart. “Your wish is my command. Wrap your legs around my hips, Baby.”
Tamara opened her eyes and blinked.
“You’re mine, Tamara. Do you understand? You’ll always be mine.”
She threw her head back and uttered a cry as he gently nudged inside her. Then he planted a trail of soft, tender kisses from her cheek down to her shoulder and intertwined their fingers together. His hips rocked, and he started a slow rhythm.
Her heels dug into his lower back and she rocked her hips up to meet his every move. “Josh, you’re so incredible. You really are, and you feel sooo damn good right now.”
“No, Tamara, you are…”
His rhythm increased. He dipped down to kiss her, starting from the outer edge of her shoulder back up to her parted lips. His tongue tangled with hers, dancing to the same passionate beat as their intertwined bodies. He slipped two fingers below and finished her. Her keening cry came a minute before he shouted into the night air.
***
Tamara opened her eyes to find daylight flooding in through each side of her dark brown curtains. An uncommon heat surrounded the back of her body, and a heavy weight fell across her chest. She turned, surprised to find a handsome face snuggled against her back. She widened her eyes as images of last night’s erotic rendezvous played through her mind.
“Oh no, no, no, no…what have I done?”
Tamara didn’t do one-night stands—this could ruin everything. Worse, it was fantastic.
They had amazing sex, but that just made it all the harder to stop. Josh was perfect—literally perfect—and that was the problem. Her heart couldn’t take the emotional rollercoaster. What if he was “the one”? What if it didn’t work out? She didn’t think she’d survive another disappointment.
Why did she have to mess things up and succumb to him in the first place? They were fine before.
For a moment, Tamara panicked, and her mind raced beyond her control. Why did I let him do that to me? No. No, wait. You wanted him too. Remember?
Memories of Josh pleasuring her floated across her mind. He even asked her what she wanted. Most of her prior lovers wouldn’t have even bothered.
Oh, Lord, I do remember, Tamara realized. We did it three times. Oh, no.
“What have I done?”
She trembled with the realization that there was no going back for her. No whoopsies. No second chances to be single again. Her impulsive move might’ve meant her demise. Tamara wanted to scream, but instead she threw his arms off her and jumped out of bed. She stared at him, not knowing what to say when he woke up.
Josh blew out a slow, satisfied sigh with a lazy smile that soon fell into a frown. “What is it, Tamara? Is everything okay?”
She threw a blanket around her and crossed her arms over her chest. “Yeah, I just….wow.”
He smiled. “I agree, though I don’t have anything to compare it to.”
Tamara blinked her eyes several times, attempting to understand what he just said. Then her jaw dropped. “Wait…are you telling me you were a virgin?”
His smiled faded slightly. “You act as if it’s shameful. However, my answer is yes. A wolf’s bond is for life; I made the decision long ago that I would only mate with my life partner. Don’t worry, I was prepared. I’m also well-read on the subject of pleasuring women. I wanted to wait for my mate if I ever found her.”
Tamara’s mouth gaped open. “But you were incredible.”
He quirked up an eyebrow. “I was that good, huh?”
She slapped a hand over her mouth. “Oh, I didn’t know you were a…a…”
“A virgin?”
“Oh, God. That means you didn’t take advantage of me at all. I took advantage of you.”
His grin widened. “I was a very willing accomplice.”
“So much for taking it slow,” she said, shaking her head. “But Josh, what if something happened to me or what if it doesn’t work?”
His demeanor turned somber. “Then, I will be very sad and lonely for the rest of my life.”
She reached for him. “But you can’t do that.” She shook her head. “I don’t want you to be lonely. No one should ever be lonely.”
He held his hand out toward her in a gesture to come closer. “Then just have faith that things will work out. And, Tamara?”
She gazed up at him. “Yeah?”
“I do. Have faith, that is. I love you.” He patted the empty area next to him and then waggled his eyebrows. “Now, come back to bed so I can reward you for not running away.”
- CHAPTER FOURTEEN -
Four weeks of dating Josh flew by smoothly, and Tamara couldn’t have been happier.
He was different from any of the men she dated in the past. It just happened naturally. It was as if they were old friends meeting up again. She shared information with him; she wouldn’t be comfortable divulging to anyone else. Personal experiences, her ideas about herself, and views on life were among several subjects she readily discussed with him without fear of embarrassment.
It seemed no subject was o
ff the books when it came to their relationship. She even ventured into fantasy and her own personal preferences in the bedroom one night. Her innocent disclosure ended up in a wish-fulfillment of several of her most embarrassing, but erotically charged ideas.
Tamara grinned. God, he was good.
And the fact that he was willing to please her in every way she desired had her panty practically melting off her. She was more than ready.
Tamara’s eyes lowered to half-mast recalling last night, which started with an innocent, playful tousle. Next thing she knew, she was over his knee being lightly spanked, wrestled, and then…Oh my.
Her girly parts tingled.
If only Josh was around. Yet, she couldn’t entertain him, or his sexy ways, until later that night. She was working hard on her elliptical machine, trying to keep herself as healthy as possible.
The machine creaked as she shifted her feet on the pedals. She feared, any day, at any time, she’d lose Josh by revealing too much of herself. By possibly revealing something too personal that would unsettle him. There were times when she’d get upset and challenge him. She took him to the edge of what she figured would be his breaking point, and even dared him to run away from her—far, far away. But amazingly, Josh didn’t. Nothing seemed to scare or unsettle him. He seemed to know exactly what he wanted, and for some reason it was her.
Her feet plodded on, circling toward completion of her thirty-six-minute workout over the blaring, fast-paced music. She was almost done when she heard her name. Did she download a different version of the song? Her name wasn’t rare, but it wasn’t popular either.
Tamara looked puzzled at her iPod before pressing the forward button to play the next song. She groaned at the beat streaming through her speakers and punched the forward button repeatedly until she found a peppy tune. Then, she heard her name again. This time, a question followed it.
She slowed her pace, trying to determine if something was wrong with her iPod when she heard, “Are you all right?”
Wait a minute. Those lyrics aren’t in the song.
She stopped the machine, turned off the iPod, and waited. A short while later, she heard her name spoken again, this time in a more urgent tone of voice.
