The Walking Wolves of Tahoe: Slaughter

Chapter 9

I woke up on the floor in front of the fireplace with a blanket spread across me and Lou still beside me, snoring softly. I laid there quietly and listened to Lou breathe while he slept. I rolled my head over to see him sleeping on his side facing me. There in the dark quiet nothingness of the cabin I looked upon the perfect man lying next to me.

He had all the qualities that make a man a man and not a boy. Simple things that make all older men sexy and young men simply unappealing. Things like dark coarse hair on his well-defined forearms. Dark hair across his chest that trailed down his washboard abdomen towards his navel, then branched out from there. The same dark coarse hair covered his thick muscular legs all the way to down to his ankles. Then there was his beard; coarse, thick, dark, and sexy beyond words. Some men wear them well, this man wore it extremely well.

Young men don't have these physical qualities to them. They don't have hair on their forearms or hair on their chests. They don't have hair down their legs and if they can grow a beard, it's just not the same. The same qualities I find extremely sexy now, ten years ago, I didn't. Ten years ago, I dated young hairless college men, in hopes of finding true love that would result in marriage and a family, stability and forever after.

But at thirty-three, I still find myself looking for Mr. Right...and I'm honestly hoping that maybe, just maybe, the sexy beast sleeping next to me might be the one I've been searching for...my frog Prince.

Despite our very different ideas of what a weekend get-a-way should be, I am glad I got to spend some quality time with Lou and got to know him better. Okay...yeah, I'll admit, getting to know Lou sexually was truly icing on the cake. He's excellent in bed. He's more than I could have hoped for.

Lou's body is absolutely incredible and even more so naked, which he's very comfortable being. I've only seen bodies like his in the movies or in magazines. I've never touched a man's body built like his before. Maybe that's why I behave the way I do around him. His body is completely to blame. I've never behaved like that with other men, not even with Qin, would I act, or try to act, let's not kid myself, but being seductive...it's just not me, but yet I've been behaving badly since we got here. All I want to do it touch his body. It's sinful, I know...but I can't help myself.

I smiled over my impish behavior. Lou certainly didn't seem to mind. In fact, the more I think about it...I'd almost have to say he was shocked, but in a good way.

Maybe not shocked but thrilled?! I don't know, it's so hard to tell.

Lou's body was so hard not to stare and drool over, but even if it wasn't chiseled out of rock, which it is, Lou would still be sexy to me...because he's intelligent, can hold a conversation and above all else, doesn't mind that I'm intelligent too. I've dated men who find that part of me a huge turn off.

And... he likes to play Scrabble. I love Scrabble.

Lou's not just all muscle. He has a brain, and I find that an extremely sexy quality about him too. I don't meet too many men that have both.

And, I must admit, above all else, Lou is tremendously handsome. His eyes turn my insides to goo every time he stares at me. His rugged good looks, that Earthy yet polished lumberjack style about him, has haunted my dreams and has made my batteries run low on my bedside buddies since our first encounter.

I moved my hand to touch his cheek but before I could make contact Lou opened his eyes.

His eyes studied mine as the firelight reflected off them. "Did you sleep well?" He asked.