What Else Can You Do?

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Hunnie's 💫
P.O.V

I handed him his towel, he stared back at me like I had two heads. He's definitely never seen a towel before. That's how I knew something was off about him.

I pulled at the hairs on my head. I was stressed out about this!

Draping the towel around his naked waist, I peeped out the door to make sure no one was indeed home and pulled him by the waist, dragging him down the hall.

He was examining the black granite kitchen and taking in all the spiritual sutras on the wall.

Some small part of me felt like I must've alternated mother nature's works and turned some giant wolf from the woods, into a beautiful, bronze, alpha male!

'Sigh' My poor Wolfy.

Once we entered the bathroom, I flicked the light switch on and he cringed from the brightness. I helped him undo his towel and pointed to the shower. Even giving him the slightest push towards the shower door. He still didn't get. He just stood in place and stared me down.

I dropped my towel, while covering up my breast and lady parts as if he hadn't seen them already, and turned on the shower.

Immediately, Wolfy was glued on to my back! He was hugging me from behind and poking my lower back with his sticky erection!

He was very tall! My shower door was perfect for my height, but for him, I wasn't too sure. I had to go in first and extend my hand out for him to grab it.

His deep, enchanting eyes, were now a soft and seductive color of jade. You couldn't not look and stare back into them. 'They were hypnotic!'

Almost forgetting to pull him inside the shower, I shook off the pull that was very, very alluring and grabbed his hands.

He ducks down and enters into the shower, but not without flinching once the water hits his skin. He scurries past me and stands behind me, holding onto my waist.

His body was cold and I could hear him breathing heavy from his nostrils.

His body was shaking behind me and his grip was suffocating me.

Adjusting the shower temperature to hot, Wolfy was still hugging at my waist. I tried prying his heavy hands off of me, but he held such a tight grip. I really hope he isn't afraid of water because he smelled liked mossy dirt!

Let's not mention what his face smelled like!!!

I reached up towards the shower head and turned the stream upwards, hitting both of us, but Wolfy got so scared he tugged me backwards, sending both of us slipping all over the place and eventually falling.

I fell on top of him and he was sitting, rubbing his head rapidly.

"Oh! Are you ok?" I asked, turning around on my knees and knowing damn well he wouldn't answer back.

He looked at me with one eye closed, squinting in pain with his mouth open. I stood up to face him and rubbed his head, but the pain seemed to soon disappear off his face.

A slick smirk forms and when I follow his eyes, he was looking straight at my lady parts.

"My, seriously, stoppit!" I scolded him.

He tried reaching out to touch in between my thighs, but I swatted his hands away. He then came back with two hands, pulling me from behind and closer to him.

"You horn dog!" I said to him, chuckling at the sad face he managed to squished up.

Still sitting on the shower floor, he opened his mouth slightly and leaned in towards me. I didn't want to take advantage of him, but it seemed like he really likes doing these things. How could I deny this? My body craved this, but my mind screamed no!

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