Braelyn reached into the square dish that sat on the mattress between them and picked up a shrimp that had been cooked in some kind of citrus-type sauce. The smell of lemon and lime filled his nose when she lifted it to his mouth. He opened it only wide enough for her to place the morsel inside. As soon as she did, he closed his lips around her finger and gave it a gentle suck when she pulled it free.
Skylar chewed and swallowed the food without really tasting it. He became completely focused on Braelyn when he detected the faint smell of her arousal. Encouraged, he reached into the dish and plucked out a shrimp. His gaze focused on her mouth, he fed it to her. Just as he’d done, Braelyn closed her lips around his finger, only she pushed the bite of food to the side of her mouth and swirled her tongue around the tip of his index finger.
A low, almost silent growl rumbled out of his chest. His cock ached to have her tongue on it while Braelyn pleasured him with her mouth. Now fully engorged, he lifted a leg to hide his erection. He had to keep his arousal under control or he’d have to explain to a roomful of mortals why his eyes were glowing mutedly. Not something he wanted or needed to happen.
Her mouthful finished, Braelyn chose something from the other dish the server had brought. “Let’s see if you like this,” she said.
Her voice had taken on a sexy timbre that seemed to hit him in the gut. “Feed it to me then.”
She popped the piece of herb encrusted vegetable into his mouth. This time he nipped the very tip of her finger. Braelyn sucked in a breath as she worried her bottom lip with her teeth.
They continued to feed each other in that manner for an hour. With each new dish of food they were given, the sexual tension between them grew greater. Skylar didn’t know how much more he could take. He was coiled tighter than a spring, and he’d long since given up trying to hide the erection that caused a noticeable bulge in the front of his jeans. It didn’t help that the scent of Braelyn’s arousal had become strong enough to overshadow the smell of the food they ate. If he didn’t get to really touch her, kiss her, he’d go insane.
Hoping to push the game they played to the point where Braelyn would be more than ready to leave, Skylar put a bite of food between his lips, then leaned toward her. He pushed it into her mouth with his tongue, keeping it there long enough to stroke hers before he pulled back. She chewed and swallowed while her heavy-lidded gaze stayed focused on his mouth.
“I’ve had my fill of food,” he said. “How about you?”
“So have I.”
“Then let’s get out of here.”
At Braelyn’s nod, Skylar caught the eye of their server and motioned her over. Once he’d paid their bill, he ushered Braelyn outside and into his car. Now he just had to figure out where he could take her so they could be alone together. Someplace where he wouldn’t be tempted to make love to her and claim her as his without her knowing what he truly was, and what it meant to be a werewolf’s mate.
Chapter Five
Braelyn had become so turned-on inside the restaurant that now she had a hard time not squirming in her seat as Skylar got into the driver’s side and started the car. She’d never expected to become this aroused just by hand feeding him. Every time he’d sucked or nipped at her finger when she had it inside his mouth, the sensation had gone straight to her pussy, causing it to clench with need. And unable to miss the large bulge in his pants, wetness had pooled and leaked into her panties. When Skylar had suggested they leave, she’d been more than ready to do so.
She barely heard Skylar say, “Where to go?”
“Start driving and I’ll give you directions to a place where we won’t be disturbed. It’s partway to my parents’ house.”
A lot of years had gone by since the last time Braelyn had been there with a member of the opposite sex, but it was the first thing that had popped into her head. She felt desperate to get her hands on Skylar, to touch and taste him. The other men she’d dated hadn’t made her body feel this needy. She’d experienced arousal and had slept with more than a couple of men, but none of them had made her feel as if she’d not survive another minute if she didn’t have his hands and lips on her.
Once they hit the street, Braelyn gave the directions to the spot she had in mind. It wasn’t a long drive, but given the condition she was in, it felt as though it took twice as long to arrive at their destination.
When they reached the high school, Skylar pulled to a stop in front of it and turned his head to look at her. “A high school?” he asked with skepticism.
“It’s either here or a hotel room, and honestly, I’m not ready to go that far yet, if you know what I mean? Not on the first date.”
“Neither am I.”
Skylar had just scored another point in his favor. “Then here it is. Drive around to the parking lot at the back of the school. When I was a teenager, that’s where I used to go to make out with my boyfriends. A lot of us kids used it for that purpose.”
“I’ve been reduced to using a teenager make out spot.”
Undoing her seatbelt, Braelyn shifted as close as she could get to Skylar and gave him a quick, hard kiss. “The longer we sit here trying to figure out another place to go, the less time we’ll have to be together before you have to go to your job.”
That seemed to do the trick. Skylar hit the gas and drove around to the back of the school. Braelyn barely had a chance to notice they were the only ones there before the car came to a park and Skylar had her in his arms.
A breathy sigh escaped her lips as his mouth closed over hers. Unlike the other kisses they’d shared, this one was hot and demanding. He reached between them and undid his seatbelt. Once free of it, he hauled her onto his lap. Her short dress rode up as she straddled Skylar’s thighs. She then let out a small squeak of surprise when his seat suddenly went back and she wound up lying on top of him.
Braelyn moaned and sucked on Skylar’s tongue when her panty-clad pussy came in direct contact with his erection. He felt thick and long against her. More of the wetness that had pooled in her core leaked into her panties as she rubbed herself against his hard cock. Skylar ground against her, matching her movement.
Shoving a hand down the front of her dress, Skylar fondled her breast. “You aren’t wearing a bra,” he said against her lips.
“The straps would have shown,” she said in reply. “And I can get away without one.”
He made a sound that sounded between a groan and a very animalistic growl. “If I had known that during dinner, it would have driven me crazy.”
She sat up a little and worked to undo the buttons on his shirt. “Enough talking and more touching.”
Once she reached the top of his pants, she pulled the shirt out from the waistband and continued to undo the buttons until she’d opened the last one. Braelyn parted the material and sucked in a breath. She’d known Skylar was built, but the sight of his well-defined chest and abs made her want to lick and kiss every inch of them. She ran her fingertips across his hairless chest and down his six-pack abs. He was a work of art. She’d never touched a man as heavily built as Skylar before. The male models she’d gone out with had muscle tone, but were more on the skinny side, without Skylar’s mass. Braelyn found Skylar’s body more to her taste.
Bending, she kissed a trail across his upper chest. She ran her hands up his smooth skin and held onto the tops of his shoulders. The thought of exploring every inch of him while naked had her heart beating faster. Braelyn promised herself she’d do just that the next time they were together. This was neither the place nor the time to act out that particular fantasy.