Chapter 6

6

WALKER

J ocelyn feels so perfect against me as I hold her close, softly kissing along her neck again. I shuffle our feet toward the bed and sit down, pulling her onto my lap.

Her dress hem hits below the knee, and I don't want to lift it yet, so I trail my fingers along her calf and ankle. My teeth gently nibble along her pouty lower lip, as I feel her fingers trace along the back of my neck. There's a tap at the window and she jumps, her head whipping around to peer through the glass.

"Just a tree branch. I've been meaning to trim that for ages. It's okay, sweetheart."

She looks up at me with wide eyes. "Sorry. I'm always jumpy. You know…break ins and stuff."

"Did you live in a bad neighborhood?"

Her lips press together for a few seconds. "I think I've lived in all the bad neighborhoods."

"Not anymore." I don't elaborate, hoping she knows what I'm getting at.

My lips capture hers, the kiss quickly overtaking us. Soon I'm sitting on the edge of the bed with Joceyln standing between my thighs. For one delicious second, I picture her dropping to her knees…but no. I need to worship this precious angel. Explore her sensual, willowy body until she comes apart in my arms. Better yet, on my tongue.

"You're a researcher, right, gorgeous? Which means you're always conducting experiments?"

"Kind of." Her eyes sparkle. "What do you have in mind?"

The branches tap more gently across the window as I turn her away from me, unzipping the top few inches of her dress. "I'm thinking about undressing you, then kissing various spots to see what happens. Should I just continue to think about that, or proceed?"

Her answer is immediate. "Proceed."

She's giving me every green light in the world, yet I'm still resolved to take my time. Her dress hits the floor. Staring at her pale back, I unhook her bra, slowly pushing the narrow straps off her shoulders and down her arms. I brush her hair to the side, then kiss a slow line right down her spine to the top of her little pink silk panties.

She's trembling slightly as my hands grip her hips firmly. "If there's anything you don't like, just tell me to stop."

Jocelyn flicks her hair to look over her shoulder at me. "So far I'm quite partial to everything."

"That's my girl." Damn, how I want that to be true.

Turning her to me, I kiss a circle around her stomach, then move higher to capture her small, perky breast in my mouth. My hands take over, caressing, squeezing, flicking her other nipple with my thumb as I suck one into my mouth like a perfect little candy.

She moans, her back arching slightly as I move her closer. She's so beautiful and elegant, with her long limbs and graceful curves. As I glance up, the glow in her eyes makes my heart pound even harder. I've never needed a woman like this.

My hand darts up to cradle the back of her head as I guide her lips to mine. She bends down, bare breasts pressing against me. I want to lean back to feel her slight weight over me, but need to taste her even more.

I grip her hips, and she squeals as I lift her in a twisting toss onto the bed. Her long hair fans out around her, then her lips fall open as she realizes what I'm doing. The bed is the perfect height for me to kneel, taking her panties and sliding them down her legs.

Using my fingertips, I slowly press her knees apart. "Grab a pillow for your shoulders," I tell her. "I want you to watch while I eat you, sweetheart."

She props herself up while my mouth trails slowly along her inner thigh. Her pale skin is delicious, then I turn to stare into her bare pussy. Every soft pink fold is as delicate as the rest of her. The pad of my thumb runs slowly along her lips, stroking softly as I listen to her breath. It's shaky. God, she's as excited as I am.

"So beautiful," I whisper, leaning forward as I part her skin with my fingertips.

My tongue dips in, lightly exploring as her gentle tangy flavor overtakes me. Her hard little nub begins to peek out, so I swirl my tongue around that as well. Her thighs tighten around my shoulders as she sits up a bit more, staring at me in disbelief.

"You like that, gorgeous?"

Jocelyn barely nods. "Yeah. A lot."

"Good. Just relax back and come for me, baby."

I tease her, kissing the inside of her opposite thigh before returning my mouth to her delicious pussy. Every lick, every flick of my finger, makes her quiver more. Eventually she relaxes enough that her hips start to sway a bit with my movements. My thick middle finger tests her entrance. Wet. Very wet.

Sliding inside just an inch, I bathe her clit with my tongue. Her fingers spear through my hair as her hips move against me. But my main focus isn't on that, or her light, sweet flavor, or even the sight of her tender pussy swelling and opening for me.

I'm listening to her breath. Her delicate moans. Her surprised gasps.

It's already quite clear that she's a virgin, but these sounds tell me that she's never even been touched by a man before. That awakens a savage, primitive side of me that wants to claim her. Make her mine.

As if I'm part wolf.

Her breathing grow ragged as she begins to pant, her approaching climax sending us both higher. The wind picks up, tapping more branches on the window as I try to hold her still while her legs tense around me.

I slip a second finger inside, gliding gently against her inner walls. Her fingers tighten immediately, her gasps becoming louder as her back arches. Her half-lidded eyes search mine, staring at me as she nods. "Walker…" she moans. "Yes…please…"

My cock nearly explodes just hearing her moaning my name and begging. At this point my jeans are beyond tight, and it's becoming downright painful. Doesn't matter.

All that matters is sinking my fingers inside her again and again while I lick harder, watching Jocelyn's orgasm crest, the waves of pleasure spreading over her like sunset across the mountain.

Finally, her eyes fall closed. "Wow," she murmurs. "That was…wow."

I lap up her juices, enjoying every drop before crawling over her, capturing her lips against mine. "You're breathtaking," I groan. Lying beside her, she snuggles against me, throwing her leg over my jeans, as if she can guess that I am hard as a rock for her.

My hand presses against her lower back, grinding the denim that separates my shaft from her open wet pussy against her. Forcing myself to stop after three strokes, I back up a few inches, flashing her a grin.

"I'll be honest, this is way more than I thought would happen on a first date, sweetheart. But you're welcome to stay over if you like. I'd love to hold you all night."

Her fingers trail down to the bottom of my t-shirt, then sneak up against my skin until she's caressing my chest. "I feel like…" She pauses uncertainly. "Um…"

I interrupt her hesitation with a slow, steamy kiss. "That's fine, gorgeous. We have all the time in the world. I'll take you home, okay?"

Her eyes soften. "Yes. Thank you for understanding."

I cup her delicate face between my rough palms. "Jocelyn, you're the one driving, and this is not a race. Okay?"

She nods, grinning, then pokes her tongue out to tap my thumb.

Dammit, that's sexy. That's what I'm going to be picturing after I drop her off, when I'm back in bed alone.