Ezra
All of Kristen’s body was beautiful, but her legs… one look at her soft, shapely legs, and I was a man obsessed.
Not only a man obsessed. A wolf, too.
I set her on my desk and knelt between her knees like I was about to worship a goddess. Her sweet herbal scent was thick and heavy with desire, and I was eager to taste her, to drink deeply of her nectar. She braced herself on the desk as I kissed my way up her inner thigh, her skin as soft as silk, until I reached her center, and buried my nose into the thatch of natural curls there.
She was in a hurry, setting an almost frantic pace, but this time I wasn’t going to let her rush it. I wanted to savor her, like a gourmet dessert. I spread her thighs wide so that I could admire her, like a dusky rose, just waiting for me to part the
