Page 178 of His Hungry Wolf

“Not like that. But, it’s never too long before someone reminds me that I’m not like everyone else.”

“You mean that you’re hotter? Is that the difference you’re talking about?” I asked with a smile trying to rescue the mood.

“No. But I can imagine that’s an everyday problem for you,” he said smiling at me.

I chuckled. “Maybe. But the only one I care who thinks that is you,” I told him meaning it.

“I think it,” he said allowing his soul to settle in my eyes.

“Good,” I told him barely able to keep my eyes off of him.

It didn’t take long after that for the cook to bring over our food and apologize again. The burger hit the spot and it was good. With dinner out of the way, all I could think of was what we were going to do next.

“Have a good night, now. I hope to see you again,” the cook said as we got up to go.

“What are you doing?” I whispered as Quin retrieved a twenty from his wallet and left it on the table. “He said the burgers were on the house.”

“I know but, we were the only customers there. It’s a slow night for him. It’s fine, Cage. Let’s just go,” he said leaving the money and ushering me out.

Back in the truck, I turned to him.

“You really are a great guy, aren’t you?”

Quin gave me an adorably bashful smile and I immediately started thinking about all of the things I was going to do to him. I couldn’t get back to the B&B fast enough. Luckily the town didn’t have any traffic lights or stop signs. And when we were out of the truck and behind the closed door of our room, I stared at the drop-dead gorgeous guy in front of me and finally let myself go.

Staring into his eyes, I sprung across the room to him. With bubbling fury, I wrapped my arms around him gripping the back of his head. Meeting his lips, I became lightheaded. I wanted to kiss him forever and when he parted his lips and our tongues danced, my body sizzled needing his.

Quickly relieving him of his shirt, my lips returned to meet his earlobe. With my tongue tracing the ridges in his ear, he moaned. When it dipped in touching the outside of his canal, he giggled.

Again nibbling his earlobe, I licked the dent where his chin met his neck. I wanted to have all of him. Kissing down his alabaster skin, I had that. I wanted to know every inch of him. And, stopping on his protruding collar bone, I used my crouch to whip him into my arms and carry him to the bed.

I loved holding him. This was the way I would carry him over the threshold when the time came. I never wanted to be apart from him again. So, when I lowered him onto the center of the bed, I climbed on top of him. With my thighs bridging his legs, he reached up and pulled off my shirt.

“Wow!” Quin moaned staring up at me.

His appreciation of my body drove me wild. Gathering his wrists, I pinned them above his head. Leaning forward, I kissed him. It was electric. It made every part of me tingle. I would have stayed there kissing him for the rest of the night if his smooth, lean chest didn’t flood my mind.

I wanted to hold every part of him. I wanted to know what it felt like to caress his body with my fingertips. So, ending our knee-wobbling kiss, I sat up and wrapped my large hands around his narrow frame.

Gripping his sides, my thumbs were just inches apart. The feeling made me want to protect him. It made me want to circle my tongue around his areola. He groaned as I did, so I took it further by pulling his protruding nipple with my teeth.

It drove him wild. Teasing him, his chest rose. And, switching to the other nipple, his body danced with pleasure.

Easing my knees further down the side of his legs, I had to extend my chin to kiss the dip that fell beneath his rib cage. My hands were on either side of his hips. Tightening my grip, his jeans pressed against his flesh.

Although I was slowly kissing down Quin’s stomach, my thoughts were entirely on my hands. They rounded his curves slowly heading for his zipper. I froze when my left hand touched something poking out past his hip. It was his hard cock. I hadn’t been prepared for how big he was. My breath hitched.

Pushing my hand onto him, I explored him unable to do anything else. He was long and thick. I squeezed him. When I did, his cock flinched. He was very hard. That made my cock flinch in unison.

I had to touch his warm flesh. I needed to see him. So, moving my hands to his button, I unsnapped it, unzipped him, and pulled his jeans down and off of him.

Kneeling at the end of the bed, I looked down at the beautiful guy lying in front of me in his boxer briefs. He looked up yearning for my touch. His chest rose and fell waiting for my return. When he saw me shift my gaze to his underwear, his cock twitched again. That was where he wanted me and I gave him what he wanted.

Pushing my hand over his protruding cock one last time, I grabbed the band of his shorts and pulled them down. His dick was so big that I had to help it out. But when it was free, it sprung erect. It was an impressive sight. And he was large. His length and girth rivaled mine.

With him completely naked, I lost control. Pushing my hands up his thighs, both of my hands wrapped around his cock. There was more than enough of him still exposed to touch the tip of my tongue to the ridge of his head. When they connected, he inhaled.

I didn’t give him a chance to relax. Teasing the ridge of his cock, his hands whipped down and grabbed the sheets. As he pulled at them, I flicked my tongue tickling him. He could barely breathe.