My whole body quivered. I wanted this man—badly. As we finished eating dinner I had decided that I was ready…finally ready, to take things to the next level. It had been years since I had been with a man. After Jon had passed, I hadn’t been able to open my heart up to anyone. Of course, I loved Jon, and I always would. But I knew that he would want me to move on with my life and be happy again. And I knew Harve was right for me and the kids.
“Do you want a little something sweet, Harve?” I asked, getting up from the table. I picked up his dirty dinner plate. “I made some chocolate covered strawberries today.”
“Mmm, baby,” Harve grinned. “That would be nice, but you know you’re the only sweet thing I need.”
“Aww…you’re so sweet yourself, Mr. Adamson,” I teased, “but I’ll get us a little dessert anyway.”
After I put the dirty dishes in the kitchen sink, I poured two small glasses of sherry and placed them on a tray, along with a plate of the chocolate dipped strawberries. I could feel Harve watching me intently with those gorgeous green eyeballs of his. It gave me shivers—the good kind. I wanted to stare into his eyes while he took me, all night long… I swallowed. I was nervous but I’d made a decision. It was time. Picking up the tray, I headed towards the stairs.
“Where are you going, little lady?” Harve’s eyes widened.
“Want to come upstairs?” I cocked an eyebrow, trying to sound sexy and relaxed, though I felt anything but.
“Whoa, you know I do,” he replied eagerly.
I carried the tray up the staircase, with Harve close on my heels. When we got to the top of the stairs, he playfully smacked my ass.
“Hey!” I giggled. “You’ll make me drop this.” I set the tray down on a side table.
“Mmmm…” Harve growled, “that butt of yours is too hot not to touch.”
I turned to look at him, covering my smile with my hand. It felt so good to be with a sexy, kind, wonderful man like him…and this wonderful man was admiring my ass! I had always thought it was a bit big—but as I studied his face, I could see he absolutely loved everything he was looking at. The desire in his eyes was transparent. It had been a long time since a man had made me feel so wanted.
“You have the sexiest ass, Sam…” Harve stretched his big hands around me, grabbing my butt. He pulled me towards him, cupping my ass cheeks and squeezing them.
“How very rude!” I fake scolded him. “How dare you comment on my ass and grab it?” But I didn’t push his hands away. I pressed myself closer against him. It felt so damn good to be next to him.
“How could I not? You’re such a tease with that cheeky ass of yours right in my face,” he breathed. “I could see up your skirt and almost right through those little lacy panties when you walked up the stairs…”
“Looking at my…my…panties were you?” I tried to sound stern, but I know my voice was shaking with desire.
“Yes, I admit, I was staring at your fine ass.” He looked deep into my eyes. “Do you mind the fact that I love my woman’s body and I want to admire her butt and everything else every chance I get?”
“Oh God,” I groaned. I felt weak. Just his words, his gaze…he had me trembling. I couldn’t imagine how I’d feel when we were naked together.
“I want you baby, every part of you…”
“Harve…I…” before I had a chance to finish my sentence, he lifted me up in his arms. I squealed as he tossed me over his shoulder as if I was as light as a feather. “What about our dessert?” I asked weakly.
“I got my dessert right here,” he grunted. “Where’s your bedroom?”
“O—over…there…” I stammered. My mind was whirling as I clung to him. God he was so powerful—strong and buff. It was definitely a turn on.
“I can’t wait any longer. I need to have you now, dammit,” he roared. Holding my body in a firm grip, he sprinted down the hallway, opening the door to my bedroom and tossing me onto the bed. “I’ve been waiting so long for this. I want you so bad.”
Oh my God. It had been so long. If he thought he wanted me, he couldn’t image what I felt. My brain was on fire.
“I want to see you naked.” His eyes roamed my frame on the mattress. “I need to see you naked now…” he persisted.
I swallowed as my stomach fluttered with anticipation. He wanted to see me naked? What about me seeing him naked? I couldn’t wait to see his broad chest, ripped abs, powerful thighs…
“What about you?” I asked softly. “I want to see you…”
He didn’t hesitate. In what seemed like one second, he had stripped down completely and was totally nude in front of me.
“H—how’d do you do…” I couldn’t even finish my sentence as my mouth practically hit the floor. Holy shit. Everything about him was sheer perfection. The heavenly tats, muscular frame and his cock—oh God. It was thick, throbbing, and unbelievably hard.
Noticing my stunned expression, Harve grinned. “Just one of the perks of being a shifter—I can change in and out of clothes and in and out of my animal super fast. Hope you’re ok with that?”
“Mhmm,” I swallowed.
“Now, where were we?” he asked as he moved closer to the bed, his rock hard penis at full attention.
Little hairs on my skin prickled as he ran his hand along my face and down the side of my neck. “You’re so beautiful, Sam,” he grunted. “I’ve been waiting for this a long time…”
His voice was deep—low and measured, but as I looked into his piercing green eyes, the intensity there told a different story—one of pure, animalistic desire.