Page 30 of Midlife Animal Rescuer Wolf

“I’ve been wanting to do this,” he breathed against her lips, “since the last time.”

So she’d been right about that. He wanted this as badly as she did. A thrill surged through her insides at the thought. Her heart was jackhammering in her chest by the second, a delicious ache slowly spreading from her core to her extremities. Her nipples grazed his chest, already rock-hard, and she could feel heat gathering between her legs.

No doubt, he was just as aroused. She’d only need to slide her hands down his torso to his groin to find him already hard and ready, his impressive erection throbbing beneath his bathrobe.

He pulled her closer, deepening the kiss, and she let out a soft sigh. For someone with an injured foot, he was quite sturdy, and she let herself relax against his solid frame. Bryon’s arm fell to her waist, pulling her closer. Sure enough, he was rock-hard, his cock pulsating against her groin.

When his hand traveled lower, caressing her bottom and kneading each cheek in turn, she nearly moaned with pleasure. It fleetingly occurred to her that Jerry was still in these woods. He’d just left them minutes ago. But she doubted he’d be returning any time soon.

If at all.

The last time she’d shared a kiss with Bryon, they’d stopped before either of them could take things much further. She’d been embarrassed and somewhat relieved, albeit disappointed.

That wasn’t going to happen this time.

Their kiss intensified, and she could’ve sworn she felt the air around them heat up. His cock throbbing wildly through the bathrobe, he reached between them, caressing her breasts through her pajama top. His fingers brushed her distended nipples, sending pinpricks of pleasure through her body.

“Oh, Bryon,” she panted, breaking the kiss for a moment. “I love the way you touch me.”

“I love how much you love it.” His response was almost automatic, and it sent another rush through her. “I can tell you’re already soaking wet for me.”

She didn’t doubt that. Just rubbing her thighs together, she could feel the wetness pooling there. Barely stifling a moan as Bryon tweaked her nipple between his fingers, she reached for him, pulling open the bathrobe, and splayed her hands against his chest. She could feel his heartbeat against her fingertips, rapid as hers was. Biting her lip, she traced a straight path southward, caressing his abs as she made her way down his torso.

Within seconds, she’d reached his groin. She wasted no time curling her fingers around his erection. He was hot and hard and pulsating in her hand, and she could think of more than a few other things she would like to do right now besides stand and make out.

She stroked his shaft once, twice, loving the way he groaned in response. Then, without warning, she dropped to her knees, kissing the pulsating tip of his cock.

Bryon gasped. “Miranda, what are you—?”

She took him into her mouth before he could complete his statement, circling the head of his cock with her tongue as she sucked him. With one hand, she continued stroking his shaft, and with the other she reached even lower, massaging his testicles, feeling them tighten in her grip.

“Oh, fuck.” When she looked up at him, his eyes were fluttering shut, his lips parted in a moan. He ran his fingers through her hair, stroking it as she continued to pleasure him with her lips and tongue. “Just like that, yes.”

If anyone had told her last night what today had in store for her, she never would’ve believed them. So far, she’d been woken up by a dangerous ex-boyfriend, chased through town and into the woods, gotten lost in said woods and encountered a man who could turn into a wolf, and now she was on her knees, loving said man with her mouth. It all sounded like something out of a fever dream.

Except it was quite real. And this part she enjoyed the most.

She suckled harder, feeling a surge of excitement as his moans grew louder. His testicles tightened in her hand. If she kept this up, he was going to explode in her mouth.

She took him out of her mouth, giving his cock a few more strokes before releasing him altogether. Bryon’s eyes fluttered open as she rose. Just as she straightened, he pulled her close to him, and she had only a second to suck in a breath before he flipped them. The next thing Miranda knew, she was lying on her back on the ground.

He stretched himself atop her, claiming her mouth with his once again. His hand moved at the same time, reaching under her pajama top to caress her breasts one by one. When he brushed her nipples with his fingers, she gave a soft gasp, throbbing all the way down to her core.

“You’re so...” Bryon didn’t bother completing his statement, but kissed her some more. His lips traveled downward from hers to her jawline, pausing momentarily at her neck. His hands worked at the same time, dexterously unbuttoning her top and baring her breasts. He tugged at her bottoms, pulling them off her legs until she lay completely naked.

Miranda’s pulse raced. Was she really about to do this? Before today, she didn’t think she’d ever shared a kiss in the woods, much less gotten naked with a man she’d met only hours earlier. The mere thought of going through with this should leave her feeling wary. But right now, she couldn’t care about anything but the man hovering over her.

She reached for his cock, wanting to take him into her, but he pushed her hand aside. Instead, he traced a path down her torso with his fingers, hovering lazily just over her clit until she thought she might go mad with anticipation. When he finally touched her, rubbing her swollen clit, she closed her eyes, gasping with pleasure.

“Yes,” she moaned. “Yes, Bryon, that feels so good.”

She could already feel the pleasure building up within her. When he slipped his fingers into her, one after the other, she thought she’d died and gone to heaven. He immediately began to pump into her, keeping his thumb on her clit. At the same time, he leaned down to take her breast into his mouth, and she cradled his head to her chest, running her fingers through his hair.

“Just like that,” she gasped. “Oh, yes, just like...oh!”

Her body almost bowed off the ground as her first orgasm hit her. She clenched around his fingers, trembling from head to toe as pleasure overcame her body. Bryon didn’t stop pleasuring her; his fingers and mouth continued even as she writhed and spasmed against him.

It seemed that an eternity had passed by the time he finally withdrew his fingers. He grinned down at her, bringing his fingers to his mouth and licking them, and she could’ve sworn she heard the throbbing between her legs.