Bound to Fuck: Wolf Moon
By Shoshana Tilly
Copyright 2012 Shoshana Tilly
Smashwords Edition
Gerard's kisses, at first hesitant, grew deeper and more passionate. His grip on my shoulders became tighter, and he seemed desperate to pull me even closer, though we were already pressed tightly against each other. He slid his hand from my shoulder down my arm, pausing every few moments to dig his fingers into my skin, until his touch reached my hip. He continued to suck and nibble hungrily at my bottom lip, and I returned his kisses with equal fervor. His touch lightened as he slid his hand along my outer thigh, pulling my leg up and around his hip as he leaned forward, pushing me prone on the couch.
When he invited me to his cabin in the woods, I'd easily imagined what he'd had in mind, but I hadn't expected his desires to make themselves so quickly known. As soon as we'd entered the cabin he'd tossed his duffel aside and spun around to grasp my upper arms. Staring deeply into my eyes, he hesitated, murmering "Paul, I…" then, unable to find the words to express his want, he'd simply leaned forward and claimed my lips with his own. I'd been too stunned at first to reciprocate, and after a moment he started to pull away, clearly thinking he'd been wrong about my feelings. Aching for him to continue I wrapped my arms around his waist and pushed back, renewing the embrace. When we finally parted, he sighed and smiled sultrily, seemingly relieved that I returned his feelings.
So now we found ourselves entangled on the couch, so desperate to finally indulge the passions we'd been hiding we hadn't bothered to undress, simply clung tightly to one another, slipping fingertips up under waistbands and beneath shirts, savoring the delicious glimpses of flesh but unwilling to break away from each other long enough to strip.
Finally I pushed back against him, getting him to raise his body, without parting my lips from his, giving me enough room to reach the fly of his jeans. He realized my purpose and raised himself up on his knees, continuing to explore my mouth with light, taunting flicks of his tongue. I managed to open his pants and began sliding them down, revealing his tight white jock, barely containing his thick erection, and with a spot of wetness where the head of his cock strained against the fabric, already soaked with pre-cum.