- Josie -

His hands remain gripped on my waist as he steps me backwards, until I hit the table. A bark snaps him temporarily out of his lustful haze before he moves to the door, opening it and clicking his fingers for Lobo to leave us. As soon as the door is closed he turns to me, deep brown broody eyes meet sharp silvery grey.

He moves back...leaning into me, a coldness finding me as one of his hands moves off me to the table behind me. He reaches for my gun before pushing it aside.

"The safety is on." I murmur under my breath, my eyes watching his neck as he leans across me. A neck with no mark...I feel my own mouth opening, wanting to taste his skin. ""Wouldn't was a misfire."

"A misfire?" I start to respond until the air is whooshed out of my lungs as he lifts me up. His hands gripping around my waist still, as he hoists me up on to the table.

He moves me at such a speed that before I realise what he has done, he has already parted my knees, moved in deeper towards my crotch.

His hands moving down to cup my upper bum cheeks. I could feel the heat pouring out of him, that leather and sandalwood scent cocooning me.

"I shouldn't be here..." He states in a hushed tone as a hand reaches up, placing a loose strand of hair behind my ear.

"Then why are you?" I could feel my chest rising, it was becoming more difficult to breathe. The air around us restrictive. "It seems...." He starts, his thumb moving across my jawline before resting upon my chin.

"It seems what?" I swallow hard, he had a way of making speech difficult whenever I'm in close proximity like this to him.novelbin

I can hear my own heart rate spiking, he must be able to hear it, to sense it. He is a powerful wolf, there can be no denying that.

He keeps his aura hidden, I've made that out already, something about him is elusive...maybe that is what excites me. He had a mysterious broodiness about him, leaving me wanting to find out more.

His thumb moves slowly across my lower lip, I let it pout out...before wetting my lips with my tongue to taste him. His eyes widen at my movement.

"I hope you know what to expect Red, I don't do half measures." He says huskily.

"I don't accept half measures." I look up at him through my eyelashes, letting my legs wrap around his back, pinning him in place.

His hand moves to my neck, holding me in place as his lips descend on to mine.

As his lips crash into mine, his grip around my neck tightens in a dominate gesture, a safe under his touch manner and I melt under his hold. There's something hot about a man wanting to take charge, that makes me want to surrender. Whatever game this is, I was prepared for the long haul.

His touch creates an explosion of sparks across my lips and neck, my skin burning up with uncontrollable thirst that needed quenching.

His tongue licks across my lower lip, testing my resolve...testing how I like it. He was in for a bit of a surprise.

My hands reach up, tiptoeing across the back of his neck before firmly pulling him down into me. My thighs entrapping him like a starved beast.

My tongue pushes out, in return licking across his lower lip before my mouth sucks on his lower lip...and gently biting down on it.

I see the fire ignite in his eyes, a red tinge take on those broody brown eyes as a wanton growl emits from his chest.

His hands are pulling at my waist band, snaking their way into my lower core as his free hand snakes up my back and balls my hair, pulling my head back...exposing my neck to him.

I moan out as his fingers touch across my lower core, his thumb circulating around my clit.

"Dripping...wet..." He pants out before licking across my throat, his teeth gnawing at my chin.

His lips...why do I feel like I've kissed these lips before.

Pleasure erupts into my mind as he intrudes into my lower core, his fingers pushing in before retreating...his tongue searching each part of my mouth.

As soon as I get used to his lips, he does something below to cause my knees to go weak...it's a good thing I'm on the desk because he'd be holding me up otherwise. He finds that spot, that spot that George can never find. My body grumbling under his assertive fingers as he continues to press inside of me.

I can feel my orgasm coming, my lower abdominal muscles tightening before he pushes me over the edge in a hot, breathless and steamy encounter that rivals my best nights...if not beats them.