The Wolfs Maine - By Jinni James Page 0,6

mind.

“Ava, just so you know I did not ask to meet you to have sex with you.” I can tell on his face he is dead serious.

“Oh?” That’s all I could manage.

“No. Although I would love to, don’t get me wrong but that is not why I wanted to meet you. I have had strong feelings for you for quite some time and I didn’t know if they were real or just part of a fantasy. I thought maybe if I met you I would be able to know for sure. If not then we could part ways and continue being friends.”

“And if so?” I wasn’t breathing.

“Then we’ll go from there. But I can already tell you it feels real to me. Breathe Ava.” I try to let the air trapped in my lungs out but it doesn’t want to go anywhere. I can’t seem to think at all. “Why?”

“What do you mean why?”

“Why would a man like you have feelings for me? I am boring and just normal. Look at you. So yes, why?” He looks at himself then he looks at me or staring is probably a better word for it and his face gets completely serious as he traces my face with his finger.

“Because you are unlike any woman I have ever met before.”

“John, you barely know me.”

“I know you better than you think.” I didn’t know what he meant by that but I decided to roll with it.

“Ava, you are beautiful. Your hair is absolutely gorgeous, so long and black as the night. Your eyes are crystal blue and when I look into them I swear I can see into your soul. You are an amazing personality. You are always willing to help anyone and everyone. You love and care about your friends like they were your family. You love with all of your heart and soul. You are one amazing woman. I wish you could see yourself through my eyes.”

John leaned over and kissed a tear that had escaped my eye as it was falling down my cheek, then kissed a trail down my jaw line until he reached my mouth and then he stopped.

“May I kiss you Ava? If you are uncomfortable I won’t.” My breath was beginning to come in short pants.

“Please.”

“Please what Ava? Tell me. Whatever you want, I will do.” After a minute of trying to catch my breath I could manage three words,

“Please don’t stop.” Then before I knew it his lips were on mine and my entire body melted like a stick of butter in the microwave. I could feel every single muscle give out as he leaned me back against the couch, kissing my lips then my neck taking every ounce of strength I had. I was under his control. I was at the point to where I would give him anything he asked for including my body. Hopefully my body.

Slowly his hand started moving up my thigh to my stomach and finally one of his hands were on my breast while the other one was on my cheek while he was still kissing me. He started off slow just rubbing my breast until I could feel myself harden underneath his touch, I could barely stand it. Our kisses got more intense as his tongue invades my mouth, he tasted like wine and peppermint, and I could kiss him forever. He breaks the kiss and stands up and I just look up at him, I can’t get over how unbelievably handsome he is. I stop to catch my breath as he lifts me up off the couch. He doesn’t take his eyes off of me but suddenly I feel my jeans hit the floor and his hands caressing where panties once were. His hands feel so warm, so strong. He lifts my shirt off of me and drops it in the floor, unclasps my bra and drops it as well, and then his hands take over what they were doing before. He starts rubbing my breasts until both of my nibbles are screaming for his touch but instead of touching with his hands he dips his head down and his mouth is covering one while one hand is pinching the other. He suckles the hard nub until I want to scream. While his mouth is on me his other hand is taking full advantage moving from my breast, down my stomach, around my ass and back again. I can barely stand on my own two feet much more