“It turned out fine,” she finally admitted. “It was a nice night.”
I found myself mesmerized by the way she started to rub her shoulder. It was such a simple act, but because she was so stunning, it was erotic as all hell. My hands itched to take over, but I wasn’t sure I was allowed to do so. I had to wait for her to ask, to give me consent to go anywhere near her. The last thing I wanted to do was push her away.
“Hey, you don’t have anything for tight shoulders, do you?”
It was like she could read my mind! I leapt up from my seat and raced over to the shelves to grab the perfect concoction for her. “This will do wonders. Do you want me to take over?”
“Are you offering me a massage?” She cocked a knowing eyebrow. “Because that is not an offer I will turn down. I’m sure you’re an expert with your hands.”
I couldn’t tell if that was supposed to be a double entendre, but it sure as hell came off that way. A shiver of anticipation raced down my spine as she angled her back toward me. Holy shit, she was hot as hell. Absolutely beautiful, and I couldn’t stop myself from salivating with need before I even touched her.
Brushing my hands over her skin was utterly electrifying. I was drenched in desire, struggling to breathe, but I knew I had to keep on going. For her.
“Wow, you really are good at this,” she murmured, rolling her head back, her eyes sliding closed with pleasure. My heart damn near stopped beating as I caught a glimpse of her stunning angelic face. “Oh my God, Simon, this feels amazing.”
Pleasure swelled in my chest. Just with her words alone she was sending me spiraling toward the edge. Especially with the way my name sounded on her tongue. Fucking hell, that was seduction personified.
I could see my hands trembling with need and desire. What the hell was happening to me? I was on the edge, my wolf wanted to burst to the surface, to claim this woman, and it was so hard to remember this was just a massage. I was just helping Miranda with a sore neck.
“Mmm, Simon.” It didn’t help that she seemed to want more from me too. She angled her head toward me, looking up at me expectantly. “God, you’re fingers…”
I couldn’t take it any longer. I needed so much more from her, and even though it was probably impolite for me to do so, I dipped my head down and swept her up in a kiss. A kiss so delicious it somehow managed to surpass all my expectations.
With that, we gave up the pretense of a massage and she spun around to kiss me harder. Need and desire rocked through me as she rose to her feet and crashed that beautiful body of hers up against mine. I held her tight to me, and she responded enthusiastically.
Her wolf was coming to the surface also, her need primal and animalistic. We ran on instincts when we were like this, which became very obvious as the clothing between us was ripped away. Who knew where the hell it was being tossed, and who cared?
The more of Miranda’s body that I got to see, the more my pulse pounded and throbbed. I knew that if I didn’t have Miranda soon, I was going to die. Her fingers curled around my thick erection, stroking me, and I could erupt at any moment.
“Fuck,” I grunted as I lifted her up onto the table, spreading her legs for me. “You drive me wild, Miranda.”
Her scent was so intoxicating, I wished I could taste absolutely every inch of her, but impatience claimed my wolf. I didn’t have the power to control myself the way I wanted. I needed her so badly it actually ached deep in the core of my being.
I held her close to me, resting her head on my chest, as I pushed my way into her, inch by inch, moaning with ecstasy as I did. This connection was intense and overwhelming. I could sense Miranda acting on the same incredible sensations. Her wolf was as free as mine.
The sound of our bodies clapping together echoed through the store. Her body was stunning, her legs wrapped around my waist was phenomenal, and the feel of her lips on mine had me soaring into fucking space.
It had been far too long since I’d felt like this. Since my heart had exploded in such a way. I rested my forehead against Miranda’s so I could stare deep into her eyes, to see the pleasure as it ricocheted through her. Seeing her on the edge and knowing she was about to tip over into the endless abyss of orgasm made it damn near impossible for me to contain myself. The shudder started at my toes, curling them under, then stiffened up my thighs, and tickled the pit of my belly. I couldn’t stop from repeating Miranda’s name over and over again like a prayer as eventually we reached the peak together, screaming out as we tumbled head first into desire, all while clinging on to one another as if we were the only people left on the planet. Truth be told, that was how it felt. When I was around Miranda, no one else in the world mattered. I could only see her.
“Wow,” she whispered breathlessly as we leaned into one another, catching our breath together. “That was amazing, Simon. You are amazing.”
I grabbed her cheeks and pulled her in for another kiss, needing to savor them for a couple of seconds longer. She eagerly kissed me back with a hunger in her matching my own. Our wolves twisted around one another and held each other in a way only wolf shifters could understand.
When we pulled apart, staring into one another’s eyes, I wasn’t sure what was going to happen next, but this truly felt incredible. This moment of sheer, unadulterated joy was worth anything that might come afterward. I didn’t want this moment to end.