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Taking advantage of my moan, dipping his tongue into his mouth. I’m practically fighting the urge to startle his lap, pulling at his button shirt. We both pull away gasping for air, him looking like a puppy in love. I know….. I said I wouldn’t ever fall in love with a wolf…or an Alpha. But he’s making it pretty hard. Shivering as a wind picks up, he starts peeling off his jacket. Pulling it over my shoulder.

    “Thanks” Whispering as I dip each arm into the oversized jacket.

    “Anything for you” kissing my cheek. It only further blows my mind.

After a long day, he drives us home. Feeling all heated, I no I’m going to need a cold shower. Parking in the driveway, Salim opens my door. Holding out his hand, taking it as I hold the wolf. Opening the front door, its dark as most everyone has gone to bed, or is still out. Kissing me one more time, before calling it a night. Heading up the stairs, feeling his eyes all over me. Looking down, his hands in his pockets.

    “Night” trying to keep my words clear.

    “Night Edon” giving me a breath taking smile. Walking down the hall, I close my door leaning against it. Holding the wolf close to my chest. Playing with my hair, as I no a shower is next. Putting the large red wolf next to my smaller grey one. Smiling as they look like our wolves, kicking off the heels. Slipping out of the skirt, drape it and the blouse over a chair. Turning the nozzle letting the water get luke warm. Dropping my bra and panties, climbing in. The water washing his smell, and mine down the drain.

What have I gotten myself into……

Sighing as I finish my shower before heading off to bed.

You know when you’ve gone out to far in the ocean when you start to panic, the black water feels like its going to swallow you hole. And this isn’t a damn thing you can do about it, that exactly how I felt. Only the dark ocean was Salim, and I was the stupid girl who swam to freaking deep on her first try. What the hell was I trying to prove? Damn these feeling, damn them all.

    My fists hit the bed as I lay with my back to it. Growling as I could still feel my knees weak, at the thoughts of him. The pooling hotness between my legs, as I thought about his sex taking me. Shaking my head flinging, trying to fling those images out. It was 2am, and I still hadn’t really gotten any real sleep. My eyes stared at the clock, willing it to put me to sleep. Groaning while I sat up, rubbing my face a little to hard.

    “I gotta get out of here” Whispering as if someone would try to stop me. Dropping my shorts and tank, pulling on a new pair of jeans. Hooking my belt as I made sure to add a new bra before my green shirt went over. Sighing I looked back in the bath mirror, feeling sick I knew I just had to. Shaking my head at my thoughts, tossing on sneakers. With my wallet and cell I spilled a hand gun in my front, as I opened the window, careful to not make a sound.

    I knew this was wrong, but hell I made a damn promise. And I be damned if I was going to start breaking them, specially to myself. Walking across the grey shingles, making it to the lower roof. Dropping to the ground, disappearing into the woods. I did the stupidest thing, looking one more time at the large house. Salim was going to be so pissed, when he found out I was gone. So was momma and John, well maybe not John.

    My feet had taken me quiet a distance, as the sun was high enough to feel the warmth. The rolling green grasses, seemed to travel far as I kept to walking. One foot in front of the other, I told myself you can do this. Its not hard, your good at moving on. A blue car honked for me to get out of the middle of the road, I growled pushing my hair back. I knew being out in the open was foolish, but it was faster to get to the bus station. The city was were I needed to be, less wolves and more excitement. My lips smacked at the thought of a taste cold beer, sliding down my parched throat.

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