He rested his hands on her waist, then slowly pushed up the sides of her t-shirt. His palms skimmed along her soft skin the higher he went. Once he reached her breasts, Ryann let him go and lifted her arms above her head for him to pull her shirt off all the way.
After doing just that, Dirk paused to look at what he’d bared. Ryann wore a silky-looking white bra that slightly pushed up her more than a handful breasts. He could just see a hint of her rosy nipples through the thin material. His cock twitched as he thought of seeing more of her curvy body.
Dirk looked back up at Ryann’s face. Her eyes appeared heavy and her cheeks were flushed with her growing desire. He reached up and ran his thumb along her bottom lip, which was puffy from his kisses. “I want you to know I’m not taking advantage of the situation,” he said in a husky voice. “What I told Mack is true. I really do want to spend the weekend with you. Take you out for dinner and whatever else you’ll let me do.”
Ryann smiled. “I was hoping you would, though I must admit I thought you were putting on a show for my ex.”
He dropped his hand to one of her breasts and circled the nipple with his index finger. She sucked in a breath. “No, I wasn’t,” he said. “Since I first saw you yesterday in the restaurant, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you. I even dreamed about touching and tasting you.”
She moaned. “I’m not going to stop you from doing that. It’s been so very long since I last had a man in my bed.”
Dirk bent his head down and kissed the corner of her mouth. “How long?”
Ryann brushed his lips with hers. “Mack. He was the last man I’ve slept with.”
“Then that’s something I have to remedy.”
He gathered her close and took her mouth in a heated kiss once again. Dirk picked her off her feet and carried her to her bedroom. He didn’t put her down until he had her stretched out in the middle of the bed. He followed her down to the mattress, coming to rest on his side next to her. Looking down at her, he still found it hard to believe she’d finally come into his life.
With feather-light kisses, Dirk worked his way across Ryann’s cheek and down to her jaw and side of her neck. She turned her head away to give him better access. One of her arms came up and she clutched his bicep. Licking and sucking a path to the hollow of her throat, he lingered there for a few seconds longer, dragging her scent deeper into his lungs.
Once again finding himself in contact with her chest, he reached under her and undid the clasp of her bra at her back as he laved a taut nipple through the material. It only took a couple of tugs to remove the piece of clothing and bare her beautiful breasts to his sight. The tight peaks that tipped them were a rosy pink, just begging to be sucked. Dirk flicked one with the tip of his tongue before he opened his mouth and took it inside. Ryann arched her back on a moan, pressing herself closer.
Dirk switched to the other side, showering that nipple with the same attention. His cock pressed painfully against the zipper of his jeans. He was so hard he longed to open his pants to free his erection. Instead, he ignored it, wanting to give Ryann pleasure, focusing totally on her needs.
She shoved a hand up the front of his shirt. “Take this off,” she said in a soft voice. “I want to touch you too.”
Shifting so he knelt while straddling her thighs, Dirk grasped the back of his t-shirt and yanked it off. He tossed it over the side of the bed, not looking where it landed. Ryann sat up and placed a kiss to the center of his chest. He breathed at a rapid pace as she continued to explore him with her lips and tongue. It felt so damn good to have his would-be mate touching him like this.
She licked one of his nipples as a hand dropped to the bulge in his jeans. She stroked him through the material from root to tip. Ryann continued to fondle him until Dirk thought he was going to lose his mind. Then she had his pants undone and her hand was touching his cock with nothing to hinder her.
Dirk had thought to make Ryann come first, but he found it hard to get back on track when she fisted his shaft and pumped up and down, squeezing tight. He was having a hard enough time not pushing her flat on her back, tearing her jeans off and sinking his aching dick into her warm, wet pussy.
Getting lost in a haze of desire, Dirk did nothing to stop Ryann when she shoved his jeans down past his hips. Knowing his eyes had to be mutedly glowing now—something he had no control over when he became very aroused or angry—he shut them, not wanting her to see. But they soon snapped open at the sensation of Ryann circling the head of his cock with her tongue.
“Christ,” he groaned. “That feels so good.”
“Then you’ll like this.”
Ryann took his dick inside her mouth and sucked him as far as she could take him. Dirk’s eyes practically rolled back in his head in ecstasy. He looked down to see her head bobbing up and down as she took him in and out. When she raised her eyes to look up at him, he quickly shuttered his to mere slits.
His cock grew harder, his orgasm pushing ever nearer to the surface. God, he didn’t want Ryann to stop pleasuring him in this way. He wanted to come, give her everything he had. And being a werewolf, he wouldn’t lose his erection after climax. He could stay hard for hours at a time, unlike his mortal counterparts.
Dirk rocked his hips, matching the pace she set. Just before he was about to reach the point of no return, he ground out, “Ryann, you’re going to make me come.”
In response, she sucked his cock harder and used her hand to squeeze him at the base of his shaft. That was all he needed to push him into his release. Moaning at the pure pleasure of it, he came as she kept him inside her mouth.
After the last spasm took him, Ryann released his still hard cock. Her gaze remained locked on it. “No recovery time?” she asked.
In answer, Dirk used his body to push her back onto the bed. He nuzzled the crook of her neck as he worked on getting her out of her jeans. “No. And now, it’s my turn to pleasure you.”
The pants were sent sailing to the floor, and he only took a few seconds to see that Ryann’s panties matched the bra she wore before they too followed. He wasted no time working his way down her body, learning it with his lips as he went. The scent of her arousal drove him crazy. He had to have a taste of her—now.
He used his shoulders to push her legs farther apart as he settled between them. He growled softly at the sight of her pussy all wet for him. He bent his head and dragged the flat of his tongue along the opening to her body. Another growl rumbled out of him. Her taste rivaled her scent, both going straight to his head. He was pretty sure he’d never get enough of touching and tasting Ryann.
Dirk spread her pussy lips and licked her from bottom to top, circling her clit, then sucking on it. Ryann moaned as she raised her hips, rocking against his mouth. He pushed a finger and then another inside her, moving them in and out. He alternated between licking and sucking on the bundle of nerves that were the center of her pleasure. Her inner walls clenched around the digits he used to work her.
“Mmm, yes,” Ryann moaned. She panted, “So close.”
He lifted his head slightly, continuing to move his fingers in and out of her. “Let go. I want to feel you come on my hand.”
Dirk looked up her body to find Ryann had her eyes closed with her hands tightly fisted in the sheets under her. She breathed in short pants. Angling his strokes higher so he hit her G-spot, he pushed her into climax. Her pussy rhythmically clenched and unclenched around his plunging fingers. He let out a sound that was a combination of a groan and a growl, wishing it was his cock that was deep inside her, riding out her orgasm.