Oh,hell, yes.
My heart raced and I kissed her back, letting my hands slide down her back and pull her into my body. She was all soft and curves leaning against me.
We stayed like that for a few minutes, exploring and tasting each other, then Cathy pulled away and grinned mischievously. Her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes sparkled even in the dim light.
"Come on," she said, grabbing my hand again. "Let's go find a more private place."
"I'm a shifter," I reminded her. "Nobody will be able to sneak up on us." Well, except during a thunderstorm. And Halo, despite her claims, was exceptional at stealth.
She looked around the woods. "I'm not really into wet leaves or scratchy bark, though. Or bugs. Or the possibility of were-squirrels watching us from the trees."
Heh. Sometime soon, I’d take on the shape of a squirrel just to see her expression. As for outdoor sex, oh, boy, was she in for a treat. She was right about the wet ground, though. Near home, I’d make sure a patch of short grass near the roses was free of any stones that could mar that delicate skin. And shoo Bran and his goblins out, too. "I promise to repeat this experience one day when it's not soaking wet," I said as I took her hand and pulled her toward the car. I was now as eager as she to get somewhere dry. "When it's warm and dry, being intimate outside is one of the best things."
Cathy laughed excitedly, a sweet sound in my ears. "I'll hold you to that promise."
We got to the car, and I opened the door for her. I couldn't wait to show her how much fun this would be with the right setting. Or any setting that involved both of us naked.
"Let's go," I said, walking around to the driver's side.
Cathy grinned and nodded. "Quickly."
I laughed and started the car. We drove off, the anticipation of what was to come growing with every passing second. I broke the comfortable silence as I reached the highway. "Your place or mine?"
"Mine's closer. It's off the next exit."
The speed had crept up quite a bit and I regretfully slowed down; being stopped for a traffic ticket would not make this evening better. It would probably kill the mood, and I wasn’t taking that chance.
After I took the exit, she pointed to the next street. “Turn there.”
Her hand had moved to my thigh, and I had to work to keep my mind on the road. I followed her directions and soon we were pulling up to her apartment building.
I turned off the engine and we stepped out of the car. Cathy grabbed my hand and pulled me to her front door. She unlocked it and pulled me inside.
The apartment was an explosion of color, even in the low light. I glimpsed a long low couch and a variety of stands with art on them as she tugged me down the hall, losing her shoes as we went.
A sleek metal four-poster bed beckoned in the room. Her hands dove under my shirt and buttons went flying as I helped her rid me of it.
I wanted to purr as she ran her hands over my chest and arms, her eyes heavy-lidded, and an appreciative smile curving her lips. She reached for her own clothing, and I caught her hands.
I kissed each of them slowly. “Let me undress you?”
“If you let me get you naked first.” She eyed me, sultry challenge in her eyes.
I blinked, trying to figure out any negatives to the situation. She’d undone my belt by the time I smiled, and I stepped out of my dropped trousers and folded her in my arms.
Slowly, trying to prolong this moment as long as I could, I unbuttoned her shirt, revealing inch after perfect inch of skin. I kissed her the dusting of pale freckles on her neck and shoulders. She wore no bra, and I murmured appreciatively as I made my way down to her breasts, licking and sucking them until she gasped with pleasure.
Taking my time, I circled her nipples with my tongue, making her moan with delight. Her hands clenched in my hair, then moved to my shoulders in a languid caress.
I made my way down to her stomach, kissing and licking until I reached her navel. Then, I kissed my way back up and began to remove the rest of her clothes.
Cathy unclad was a vision of loveliness, all curves, and planes. Muscle lay under that delicate exterior, too; she was perfection.
I inhaled sharply as she took advantage of me rising to wrap her hands firmly around my erection through my boxers.
“Distraction won’t help you,” I said, nipping the curve of her throat.
She laughed like a siren, green eyes gleaming under long lashes. “Let’s see. You’re not naked yet.”
