then strode to the bedroom. Brooke was reading text messages on her phone, sitting on the bed, waiting for him. She smiled at him.
He was ready to finish the moves they’d started while dancing at the Christmas party.
“What did Adam want?” She set her phone on the bedside table.
Josh crouched down to pull off her black boots. “He wants me to help him interrogate the armed robbers who threatened you again in the morning.”
“Good idea. But for now…”
“This is all that’s important to us.” He ran his hands up her legs covered in pantyhose. She was such a dream come true. He kissed her legs, pushing her sweater dress up. “Hmm.”
He reached up to pull off her pantyhose, peeling her out of them, kissing down each leg, one at a time, until he had removed the hose and tossed them aside. Then he helped her to stand and wrapped his arms around her, loving the feel of her soft curves enveloped in the soft sweater dress. “I didn’t want to let you go when I saw you wearing this dress before the party.”
She smiled and hugged him close. “I know. If you’d had your way, we would have stayed here and been naked in bed again.”
He chuckled. “Yeah.”
She pulled his red sweater up and over his head and tossed it aside. Underneath, he had a soft, black knit shirt, and she ran her hands over his chest. “This is like opening a Christmas present, only I have to keep peeling away the wrapping paper.”
He laughed. “At least you don’t rip away the wrapping paper.”
“Wait until I see my presents.” She made him sit down on the bed so she could remove his boots and socks. Then she pulled the bottom edge of his shirt up, kissing his abdomen, his chest, his nipples, neck, jaw, and finally his mouth as she continued to draw his shirt up. He lifted his arms, and she removed his shirt the rest of the way. She placed her warm hands on his waist and nuzzled her face against his chest. “Hmm, you smell so good—all wolf and mine.”
He nuzzled his face in her hair. “Your fragrance is a turn-on for me.” He swept his hands over her breasts, then down her dress until he reached the hemline and tugged the dress up to dispense with it, enjoying the sight of her in her white bikini panties and bra. “So beautiful.”
“So in love with you.”
“Uh, me too with you.” He kissed her breasts while she tackled his belt and was soon pulling his zipper down and yanking his jeans down his hips. He finished removing them.
“You are ready for me,” she said, kissing his straining arousal in his boxer briefs.
His cock jumped. “Always.” He unfastened her bra and pulled the straps down her arms and dropped the bra on the carpeted floor. He kissed her soft shoulders, cupping her breasts in his hands. He still couldn’t believe the treasure he had in her, glad she was his mate.
She kissed his neck and jaw, then licked his mouth. “You taste so good.”
“So do you.” Then he removed her panties, and she pulled his boxer briefs down, freeing him. He was so ready to finish off the night in the best possible way, making love to his mate.
He climbed into bed with her, then kissed her eager mouth and lost himself in the sweet taste of her. She combed her fingers through his hair, the sensual assault stirring his cock. She gently bit his lip, making him so hot with need. He wanted to infuse himself with her strength, beauty, kindness, and cleverness.
Brooke was his fantasy mate—the woman and wolf who was making his dreams come true.
As her hands moved to his nipples and stroked, he felt his groin tighten. He moved his mouth from hers to her jaw, pressing light kisses to her cheek, her throat, her collarbone. Working his way down, he took a nipple in his mouth and tongued it, then switched to the other breast and lathed it too.
Heat coursed through his veins, and she said his name in a sensuous way, telling him she needed this just as much as he did. She slid her hand down his buttocks and squeezed. A rush of arousal raced through his body. Her pheromones were enticing him to mate.
He turned her over on her side, her back to him, moving her leg so he could access her slick sheath, and stroked her nub. He kissed her