Rescue in the Smokies (Durham Wolves)

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Authors: Becca Jameson
on.” Sergius tilted his head away from her, a nod that indicated he was pulling her farther into the cave.
    “I’m good here.” She really didn’t want to move from the entrance, even with this hunk of man who would protect her from anything.
    “Honey, you’re good anywhere. I’m sure of that. But let’s sit down. It might be a while.” His voice was teasing. “There’s a perfect bench in the rock right over here. We can sit. You’ll still be able to see out.”
    Reluctantly she permitted him to tug her arm deeper into the darkness, keeping her eyes plastered to the opening. No way was she going to get herself far enough inside she couldn’t see out.
    He finally stopped, much to her relief. His hand trailed down her arm as he sat. “Okay, maybe not big enough for two.”
    The next thing she knew she was on his lap, sideways. He wrapped his hands around her body, encompassing her entirely, and pulled her head onto his shoulder.
    It felt so…right. Like she belonged with him.
    “Warm enough?”
    “Yes.” Her breath was shallow. Too warm .
    She desperately wanted to pick up where they’d left off. To hell with the rain and the dark cave. To hell with her conscience.
    She tipped her head back, and in a bold act that surprised even her, she kissed her way up his neck and found his mouth.
    It started out innocent enough, for about thirty seconds, each of them exploring the other. But the passion of earlier caught back up with itself and she twisted in his lap to more fully face him.
    Almost total darkness. Even with the dim light of the cave entrance, her eyes hadn’t adjusted to the black surroundings inside the cave. Her other senses heightened.
    Her hands explored his body, his hard chest, his shoulders, his strong back. She scrambled to investigate every inch of his upper torso, learning his frame and memorizing it for later. Surely she’d never see him again after this brief encounter in the forest. Didn’t her entire crazy sexual frenzy stem from the situation? Damsel lost and found in the wilderness by a god of a man who popped out of nowhere to rescue her from the wild?
    Perhaps she was dreaming the entire thing from her nap on the pile of leaves.
    I sure hope not .
    On second thought, if she was, she wanted to be sure to make the most of it. No sense wasting a perfectly good sex dream.
    Huge firm palms trailed down her bare arms and grasped her around the waist. He squeezed and inched his fingers up to brush against the undersides of her breasts. Just as he’d been doing in the woods before he’d pulled back.
    He’d pulled back .
    Maybe he didn’t want this. Wasn’t interested in her like she was him.
    The thought dissolved into thin air as he devoured her mouth and moaned against her lips. The hard shaft against her thigh indicated he did indeed want her.
    Maybe he’d just been feeling chivalrous. Hopefully he wouldn’t encounter that emotion again. She wanted, no needed, this. Right now. Right here. A quick fuck with a gorgeous man would do wonders for her ego…and her pussy.
    She ached for him to touch her, drive her mad with the need building inside her. In a bold move she never could have accomplished in the light of day, Juliana wiggled around until she straddled him.
    Ah, perfect. So fucking hot.
    Her crotch pressed against his hard cock, only the denim of his jeans and the nylon of her pants between them. God damn he was hot. Not just sexy, but to the touch.
    She skimmed her fingers all over him frantically until she finally reached the bottom of his T-shirt and yanked awkwardly on it to pull it over his head.
    Their mouths separated for that split second before colliding back together, the craze of passion picking right back up where it had left off. He sucked her bottom lip into his mouth and then grappled for her tongue to do the same.
    Sergius’s hands were everywhere, firmly clutching her against him, up and down her back and around her waist, finally landing on her breasts.
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