Forty-five

His hands touched and held me like he knew every single part of me. He touched me like he knew exactly what I was thinking. Or did he? I mean he just marked me.

Which was the best sweet pain I've ever experienced. His eyes where hazy but focused on my skin. His hands moved along with his eyes as he traced my shoulder with so much grace which made me squirm.

His hands where cold but every trail he left set my skin ablaze I loved how he tugged at my hair and his eyes meeting mine momentarily. Everywhere he touched heated and flushed.

My hands gripped the sides of his shirt bringing it slowly to the buttons. I released the buttons slowly with my eyes never leaving his. He didn't have anything beneath which made my heart flutter as I felt hard chest beneath my palms.

My wolf was on cloud nine as I could feel the closeness.

I'd never seen anything sexy in my whole life. His hands slowly went up my back and down my curves and up again as he caressed my bra gently. I sucked in air as he