Chapter 185
CADE
"It's hard to spend time alone with you," I grumbled and came to sit on the edge of her bed.
Hannah laughed.
I had my lips turned up into an exaggerated version of a pout I knew would make her laugh. I would never be caught dead wearing that expression in public but in here with Hannah, I wasn't the tough, buff Cade anymore.
I raised my eyebrows. "Why are you laughing? I'm being serious here."
Hannah grinned. "Well, as you know a lot has been going on lately."
"Yeah. And Chase and Jace won't ever let me have you to myself for one minute. Oh and Willa." I groaned. "Don't get me started on Willa, always talking your ear off every opportunity she gets."
Hannah's grin got wider.
"Don't be greedy now," she said.
I rolled my eyes. She raised the hair from her shoulders, combed out the wet strands with her fingers. The movement raised the hem of her terry robe. She had just gotten out of the shower and looked good enough to eat.
Tiny droplets of water dotted her clear skin. They caught the light and sparkled like diamonds. I leaned closer, suddenly seized with the urge to lick every drop of her skin.
Hannah reached for something on her bedside table. The robe rode even higher, exposing the smooth flesh of her thighs.
Was she wearing panties underneath that? I wondered.
I suddenly realized she had stopped moving. My head snapped up. I found her looking right at me, a smirk on those lush pink lips.
"What are staring at?" she murmured, her eyes hinting amusement.
"You," I said simply. "You know, I think you're purposely showing off your beautiful body because you know I won't be able to stop staring."
Hannah tossed her hair back. "So what if I am?"
I watched her slowly get to her feet. She walked over to me and sat on my lap. The contact was electric. My erection throbbed painfully in my jeans.
She must have felt it poking her bottom. She squirmed around, looking for a comfortable spot.
"Oh no you don't," I murmured into the shell of her ear. "You've got me hard. Now you have to live with the consequences."
"Do I?"
She kept her tone light, teasing but I could detect an undercurrent of passion there. A big undercurrent.
I pushed her forward, grabbed her ass, and squeezed it softly just the way she liked it. She tilted her head. Our lips met. My cock gave another warning twitch.
Hannah's lips were soft and warm. They smelled and tasted like strawberry shampoo with a hint of bubblegum. And then there was her scent. Heady and intoxicating. I had first smelled it what felt like ages ago now but every single time after that, it made my wolf stir.
Burying my fingers in her soft, damp hair I pulled her closer, thrust my tongue into her. Pulled it back and forth, giving her just a taste of what it would feel like when I was finally inside of her.
But at that instant, her phone started to buzz. Hannah pulled away, blinking, a dazed expression in her eyes. I supposed I looked that way too.
Lost and very very horny.
"Your phone," I said when she just sat there, cheeks flushed with pretty red roses blooming in them, eyes half closed, lips slightly parted and her breaths coming in small ragged pants.
"Oh right!" she said, blinking again.
She scrambled off my lap, and grabbed the phone lying at the edge of the bed. She glanced at the screen.
"My dad," she mouthed and pressed the phone to her ear and said aloud, "Hey Dad."
She tossed her hair over her shoulder as she listened to whatever her father was saying. Absently she toyed with the belt holding her robe together.
Imagining her opening it and letting me see her gorgeous bare body was too much for me. It didn't matter that I had seen it several times before.
I edged close to her. She spotted the movement, turned and smiled at me.
"No," she said. "I can't have dinner with you tonight." She listened. "I'm sorry, Dad. I've got plans tonight. Maybe if you had told me earlier." Listened again. "Uh-huh. Here's an idea. How about breakfast tomorrow morning? I-"
She suddenly broke off. Unable to wait any longer, my hand had slid under her robe. She slapped it away.
I grinned and cocked my brows. My fingers prospected higher. No panties.
My erection throbbed again. At this rate, it was going to burst through my trousers unless Hannah gave it some relief first.
Hannah was talking again. I let my hand wander over her naked crotch. She gave a little gasping hiss.
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