cries grew sharper, her movements more jerky and he knew she was close. Wrapping his arms tighter around her, her replaced her hand with his, rubbing over her clit as he drove deep inside her. Hard, deep thrusts. Once…twice…
She didn’t make it to the third, her scream echoing through the small room as she came hard, pussy clenching as it milked his cock. Her climax fed his, fire rushing through his veins to form a hard knot in his balls, jetting from him in tight streams to bathe the neck of her womb as he came harder than he’d ever come in his life.
* * *
She could stay here forever. Cracking an eyelid, Kristen swept a look around the small room Kyle had brought her back to. The sun was up, the early morning light filtering through the blinds to fall across the foot of the bed and the door of the double wardrobe that was the only other furniture in the room. Above a garage, it was separated from the main house, an indicator that he still lived with his parents. She didn’t care. From the little she knew of him, she had the feeling he’d always be close to his family, to his pack. It was just another little part of him that made up the whole of the man she lo—
She caught the thought before it could form fully. She liked Kyle. Liked him a lot. But it was too soon for anything else. Besides, when her week was up, she would go back to Hollywood and he’d stay here, move on. Perhaps marry a local girl and have little werewolfy babies… She cut that thought off as well, jealousy raging through her.
Sighing and feeling lazy, she snuggled deeper into the warmth of the bed next to Kyle, content to forget that the outside world existed for at least another day or so. And why not? She’d already rung and told her agent she was taking some time out, that the last movie had exhausted her and that she needed some ‘me-time’ before starting a new project. She’d even dropped the term all agents dreaded: Burnout.
She wasn’t, but Xander didn’t need to know that. All he needed to know was she’d gone back home and that she’d call him in a week to set up some publicity for her latest film. A shudder rolled through her, albeit a sleepy one, thinking of having to deal with Todd Stone and his octopus hands again.
Her slight movement roused Kyle, who turned over to wrap an arm around her waist. Wriggling under his hand, she murmured in pleasure and thrust her hips back against his groin. A smile curved her lips as the thick, hard bar of his cock pressed against her. Turning in his arms, she smiled at the sleepy heat in his eyes and leaned in to nibble across his hair-roughened jaw.
“I like this kind of wake up,” he rumbled, his voice still raspy with sleep. Then he moved, turning her over onto her back and parting her thighs with one swift movement, proving that he hadn’t been as asleep as she thought. Then he kissed her and nothing else mattered.
Chapter Five
Kyle had his head under the hood of the morning’s emergency repair, trying to figure out how to start on the myriad problems that had caused Old Lady Shelton to bring it in this morning with a ‘knocking’. Turned out that that lack of oil in the thing was just the tip of the iceberg. He sighed as he pulled his hand free from the engine bay and wondered how to break it to a sweet little old lady that her car was destined for the scrap heap.
A tinkling laugh from outside brought his head up and he smiled as he looked over the open hood to see Kris standing next to the little yellow car that had broken down and brought her into his life. Dressed in the sexiest little Daisy Dukes, she was rocking the country look with pigtails and a knotted shirt that exposed acres of her toned midriff. His gut tightened, cock hard and heavy in his pants as he recalled exploring that mid-riff and other, more exciting areas, with his lips and tongue last night.
She had a bag in her hand, proof that she’d brought him some lunch again today, but he was content
She didn’t make it to the third, her scream echoing through the small room as she came hard, pussy clenching as it milked his cock. Her climax fed his, fire rushing through his veins to form a hard knot in his balls, jetting from him in tight streams to bathe the neck of her womb as he came harder than he’d ever come in his life.
* * *
She could stay here forever. Cracking an eyelid, Kristen swept a look around the small room Kyle had brought her back to. The sun was up, the early morning light filtering through the blinds to fall across the foot of the bed and the door of the double wardrobe that was the only other furniture in the room. Above a garage, it was separated from the main house, an indicator that he still lived with his parents. She didn’t care. From the little she knew of him, she had the feeling he’d always be close to his family, to his pack. It was just another little part of him that made up the whole of the man she lo—
She caught the thought before it could form fully. She liked Kyle. Liked him a lot. But it was too soon for anything else. Besides, when her week was up, she would go back to Hollywood and he’d stay here, move on. Perhaps marry a local girl and have little werewolfy babies… She cut that thought off as well, jealousy raging through her.
Sighing and feeling lazy, she snuggled deeper into the warmth of the bed next to Kyle, content to forget that the outside world existed for at least another day or so. And why not? She’d already rung and told her agent she was taking some time out, that the last movie had exhausted her and that she needed some ‘me-time’ before starting a new project. She’d even dropped the term all agents dreaded: Burnout.
She wasn’t, but Xander didn’t need to know that. All he needed to know was she’d gone back home and that she’d call him in a week to set up some publicity for her latest film. A shudder rolled through her, albeit a sleepy one, thinking of having to deal with Todd Stone and his octopus hands again.
Her slight movement roused Kyle, who turned over to wrap an arm around her waist. Wriggling under his hand, she murmured in pleasure and thrust her hips back against his groin. A smile curved her lips as the thick, hard bar of his cock pressed against her. Turning in his arms, she smiled at the sleepy heat in his eyes and leaned in to nibble across his hair-roughened jaw.
“I like this kind of wake up,” he rumbled, his voice still raspy with sleep. Then he moved, turning her over onto her back and parting her thighs with one swift movement, proving that he hadn’t been as asleep as she thought. Then he kissed her and nothing else mattered.
Chapter Five
Kyle had his head under the hood of the morning’s emergency repair, trying to figure out how to start on the myriad problems that had caused Old Lady Shelton to bring it in this morning with a ‘knocking’. Turned out that that lack of oil in the thing was just the tip of the iceberg. He sighed as he pulled his hand free from the engine bay and wondered how to break it to a sweet little old lady that her car was destined for the scrap heap.
A tinkling laugh from outside brought his head up and he smiled as he looked over the open hood to see Kris standing next to the little yellow car that had broken down and brought her into his life. Dressed in the sexiest little Daisy Dukes, she was rocking the country look with pigtails and a knotted shirt that exposed acres of her toned midriff. His gut tightened, cock hard and heavy in his pants as he recalled exploring that mid-riff and other, more exciting areas, with his lips and tongue last night.
She had a bag in her hand, proof that she’d brought him some lunch again today, but he was content
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