Page 27 of Cowboy Wolf's Kiss

“You’re perfect, Angel.Don’t ever say different,” he growled, his eyes blazing with emotion orsomething.

“Emmet,” I whispered his name, swaying closer to him.

His eyes darkened and for a minute it was there again, the wolf from my visions.But then he closed the distance between us, covering my lips with his, and every thought I had left my brain.

Emmet’s kiss was addicting.My entire body shivered with need as I turned on my stool to get better access to him.He groaned against my lips, grabbing me by the waist and hauling me onto his lap.

“I’m too heavy,” I gasped right before his tongue invaded my mouth.

He growled, biting my lower lip lightly.Soothing the hurt with his tongue, he squeezed my soft body tightly against his.

And.I.Was.So.Turned.On.

His big hands grabbed my ass and Emmet dragged me closer, forcing my legs wide as I straddled him.I felt the hard evidence of his need pulse against my core.

I wanted him so badly.It had been a long time for me, and this?This was more than I’d hoped for.

“You feel so fucking good, Angel.I want you so badly.Will you let me?”

“Will I let you?”I parroted the question back at him.

His hands never stopped moving, cupping my ass, sliding up my sides to caress my aching breasts.I hissed as he slid them over my soft belly, right where my stomach bulged over my jeans, but he kept on going, growling like he liked what he felt.

Hell, I knew he liked it.I could feel his cock thumping against me, making me squirm.And oh damn, but I needed him, too.Just as badly.

“Will you let me have you, Angel?”he asked, his emerald eyes glittering in the semi-darkness of the cabin.

The world seemed frozen as I weighed my options.But really, it was hardly a choice.I felt my head bob with my nod before I heard his whispered “Thank fuck.”

Then he stood up with me in his arms, and they tightened like steel bands around me, holding all my pieces together.

All the while his lips never stopped moving.It was like he was drinking me in, sharing himself in a passionate exchange, and my mind went blank as I rode the wave of yearning desire that threatened to wash me away.

God, how I wanted the sweet, blissful oblivion his touches promised.

Emmet’s chest rumbled as he groaned, walking with me wrapped around him like an anaconda to those stairs I’d spied earlier.

I knew I was too heavy for this, but he lifted me like I was light as a feather.And I appreciated it.Hell, I appreciated all of his muscled perfection and strength as he took the stairs without ever breaking our kiss.

Desire filled me as I begged him for more with every moan and slide of my stroke, every wiggle of my body against his.

His heavy palm flattened against my back, between my shoulder blades as he laid me down on the bed before sliding to my waist.

“Off,” he growled, unbuckling my jeans and tugging them off my hips, taking my socks off with them.

I gasped at the ferocity he displayed, sitting up to help as he pulled my sweater, then my thermal shirt up and over my head.

“Fucking perfect,” he groaned when he finally freed my breasts from the confines of the plain cotton bra I wore.

“Your turn,” I said, but he was shaking his head his gaze riveted to my heaving chest.

“Later,” he said, crawling over me and sucking one taut nipple into his hot mouth.

“Oh fuck,” I whimpered, arching my back as Emmet feasted on my tits.

His hot palm covered and kneaded my flesh while he sucked on one then the other.

“Goddamn, your tits taste so fucking good.”

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