Not rough. Just firm.
“No,” he says, and his eyes lock on mine. “Don’t hide.”
I swallow. “I’m… I’m not used to this.”
His thumb strokes the inside of my wrist. “Get used to it.”
The words are possessive, but the way he says them feels like a promise that he’ll teach me, not a demand that I perform.
Wolf’s gaze drags over me, slow, and instead of feeling judged, I feel… wanted.
His hand slides up my side, palm warm on my ribs.
“Beautiful,” he murmurs again, like he can’t help himself.
My throat tightens. “Wolf…”
He leans down and kisses my stomach, right over the soft curve I usually hate. The touch is so tender it makes my eyes sting.
“Don’t,” he murmurs against my skin, like he knows what I’m feeling.
Then he rises and kisses me again, and I forget how to think.
Wolf shifts his weight, reaching behind him. The scrape of a belt buckle makes my pulse spike.
He breaks the kiss and looks at me, giving me one more out.
“You sure,” he asks, low.
I nod, breathless. “Yes.”
Wolf exhales hard, like he’s been holding back for hours.
He stands and strips off his cut and shirt in quick motions. His chest is hard and scarred, a map of a life that hurt him. The sight makes me swallow, a mix of awe and ache.
He steps back in close, kisses me once, then reaches behind my back and unhooks my bra with practiced ease.
The cups fall away and cool air hits my skin.
I gasp and instinctively tense.
Wolf’s hands come up immediately, cupping me gently. His thumbs stroke slowly, and the touch makes my knees go weak.
“You’re okay,” he murmurs. “I’ve got you.”
My breath shudders out.
Wolf kisses down my throat again, then drags his mouth over my chest, slow and worshipful. His lips close around my nipple, and I cry out, shock and pleasure exploding through me.
His tongue flicks once, then again.
I clutch his shoulders, fingers digging into skin now instead of leather, and he groans like he likes the way I’m holding on.
He switches to the other side, same attention, and my whole body feels like it’s vibrating.
“Wolf,” I gasp.
He lifts his head, eyes dark. “Tell me.”
