I woke up hot; Cocooned in the arms of the sexy wolf who brought me home. His breath was even and warm against my neck. He had a round breast squeezed in his big hand, and my head was tucked into the crook of his other arm.
I wiggled against him. My bum pushed back against that sizable cock he had made me cum all over. Just thinking of the way he played my body last night had me getting wet between my thighs. Remembering the tender but thorough way he cleaned me up after he filled me with his cum, made me want to get messy again.
A deep groan echoed through my body, his mouth just behind my ear.
"Good morning babygirl."
He stretched his lithe body and pressed his morning wood firmly against my ass. Derek squeezed my breast, then rolled my nipple between his fingers.
"I could get used to waking up with your hot little body squished up against mine."
He let his fingertips wander down my curves, brushing the underside of my breasts and down to circle my naval. Goosebumps dotted my skin when he dragged his fingernails over my tummy. A soft moan slipped from my lips.
"I could think of worse ways to wake up." Squirming, my bottom rubbing against his cock. I tried to play it cool. Letting him know I wanted him without coming off too clingy. For some reason my heart was already sprinting in a race to fall for this man, this practical stranger.
I blinked my eyes as the morning light filtered into the room. I took in the dark wood furniture and the dark linen sheets. This was definitely his bedroom. I loved it, even if it was all masculine and underdone. It suited him I thought. My eyes spied what looked like restraints hanging from the lower corner of his bed. He hadn't been joking about tying me up.
I shivered as his teeth dragged down my neck.
"You've noticed the restraints then babygirl?" He followed my line of sight.
"Does that intrigue you?"
I nodded mutely. My mouth suddenly dry. While his hands and mouth could explore me from this position, I was left gripping the sheet. I felt the power shift between us. He knew I was his to play with. I didn't hold back my whimper when his fingertip slid further down, slipping between my labia to rub over my clit.
"Breakfast first baby and then I plan to keep you...tied up for the day. So if you have plans you'll need to cancel." His finger dragged lazy circles around my swelling clit.
"That is if you'd like to stay Tara? I want you as a willing participant."
He moved his finger with more insistence and determination; making my body quake in response
"I'd l..love to." My tongue tripped over the words as my body vibrated with pleasure, falling toward my climax.
"Good girl." He whispered against my ear and then he rolled out of bed. This damn infuriating man had once again pulled back before I could cum.
"Ughh." I whined.
"Take a shower gorgeous, I'll make breakfast. Coffee?"
I nodded. Mumbled a quick thank you and scampered to the ensuite bathroom.
After a refreshing hot shower, I padded out to the kitchen wearing a large button up shirt Derek had left out for me. I blushed when I noticed he was whipping up the pancakes on the counter my ass had been planted last night. His bare chest may have had something to do with it too.
"I like the way you look fresh out of the shower. Your skin is a delicious rosy pink." He kissed my cheek. I wasn't going to tell him, at least a part of that rosy glow was a reaction to his half naked appearance and my mind running off on a tangent.
Derek plated the pancakes and I got some silverware and mugs out. I liked getting a peek into his cabinets. It wasn't surprising to find he was quite organized. My apartment would drive him crazy, I silently giggled.
We sat down to eat and I dug in, ravenous. I dont know where my manners went but when I looked up he was smiling at me with that slightly crooked grin of his. His thumb brushed over my lips, rubbing the sticky syrup there over and into my bottom lip. I watched him as he brought his thumb to his mouth and sucked it clean.
"Satisfied?" He chuckled and I blushed. The question was certainly loaded. I pushed the plate away and licked my lips slowly, keeping eye contact while I did.
"Mmm. Delicious." I grinned cheekily. His eyes were darkening and I was finding pleasure in the power I seemed to have. The way he responded to me and my simple tease was thrilling. Having a man want me with such passion was intoxicating.
Derek stood and leaned across the table, pulling me up into a kiss by the shirt; one that stole my air. He licked the syrup from inside my mouth and sucked my tongue. He fisted my hair and controlled the kiss, pulling me towards him more. I had to crawl onto the table to keep it from falling onto it. He growled and smiled, So apparently that's what he wanted from me.
I crawled over the small dining table and the shirt rode up my wide bottom. I shivered as the cool air brushed my weeping pussy. This man made me drip with arousal and tremble with anticipation. I was needy and desperate for what he could give me.
When I'd crawled my way to the very end of the table, he slid his hands up my thighs, and pulled me into his arms by my ass. I wrapped my arms around his neck and returned the soul searching kiss he was giving me. I locked my ankles behind his back as he walked us determinedly back towards his room. I noticed belatedly he'd grabbed the syrup.
He let me slide down to my feet at the end of the bed, put his hand in my hair and gave me a push. I bit my lip and sunk to my knees, my face level with the bulging cock in his sweats. I eyed it hungrily for a short moment and then looked up at him; blinking doe eyes. I wanted to worship this cock, serve him and make him moan. I wanted to show him what a good girl I could be.
