Page 400 of His Hungry Wolf

When I woke up the next morning, it was with me pressed onto the back of Titus like a koala bear. I felt so good bathing in his body heat. The only thing that could make it better would be if I were to wrap my arms around him and pull him to me.

My mind spun lying there. I quickly needed to hold him. Was he still asleep? If I wrapped my arm around his waist, could I get away with it?

He had held me the night before. But that was just a friend doing what he had to to warm up a friend. It wasn’t because he liked touching me.

If I held him this morning, I wouldn’t be able to pretend it was for any other reason than me needing to hold him. And I did. I craved being one with him. I had never before realized how great he smelt. I wanted to bite into his back like an apple. I wanted him inside of me.

Unable to resist a moment longer, I lifted my arm like I was going to roll over and then rested my forearm on his waist. My heart clenched at the sensation. Needing more, I adjusted again this time wrapping my arm around him with my forearm on his stomach and my hand on his chest.

Touching him it became hard to breathe. I fought to control my breath needing more air than I was taking in. Even with that, I couldn’t resist taking things further. Slowly gripping my fingertips, I enclosed one of his strong pecs into my hand. When he didn’t move, I explored lower.

I couldn’t stop myself. I wanted to know him. I wanted to have him. But when my hand uncontrollably pushed onto his taught stomach and continued south, Titus stirred.

I shot off of him like I was hit by lightning. Nothing I had done had been subtle. I couldn’t explain it away if he asked.

Rolling away from him, I felt him roll over facing me. Crap, I was caught!

“You awake?” he whispered in a groggy morning voice.

He had given me a way out.

I stretched as if his question had woken me. Without answering, I turned laying on my stomach with my eyes closed. I stayed there for a count of five and then turned to him pinching open my eyes.

“Sorry, did I wake you?” he asked cheerfully.

I rolled over facing him again.

“No, no. I was…” I stopped talking as if I were trying to not make him feel bad for waking me.

“Shit, I woke you.”

“No, really. I was getting up,” I said purposefully muddying the truth.

“How did you sleep?” he asked accepting what I said.

“Good!” I replied with a smile. “I can’t remember sleeping better.”

“You know that’s because I was here, right?” he said cockily.

I wondered if I would let him have this one.

“Maybe,” I told him knowing that it was.

I had never slept with a guy before. I had been on a lot of dates. But never once had I slept with them. Not even having a nap in their arms.

I had barely more than kissed Sey before he had asked me to marry him. That was a part of what made his proposal so romantic. I was a Disney princess who found my prince.

But sleeping with Titus had been nothing like I had expected. I had thought that it would make my feelings for my partner more intense if I waited for my wedding night. But that wasn’t necessary. I didn’t know how I could feel more connected with someone than I did falling asleep in Titus’s arms.

Maybe you didn’t have to manufacture feelings for someone by waiting if you found the right guy. Was Titus my guy?

“So, what are we gonna do today?” Titus asked still staring at me cheerfully.

I thought about that. I wanted to show him everything. I wanted him to know me in every way possible.

“I’m going to take you on a tour downtown,” I told him thinking about all of the great memories I had from going with my grandmother as a kid.

“I love it,” he said staring at me like he wanted to kiss me.