Filed to story: Sorry Alpha I Am Wolfless Novel
“So, what movie are we going to watch?” I asked him. “Anything specific?”
“I have a couple of options, I thought I would let you choose.”
“Awe, that’s sweet of you.”
I looked at the list of movies he had chosen for the night. They were all romantic comedies and sweet chick flicks, and they were all the types of movies that I had told him I liked. He listened to me, that was so sweet of him.
I picked one of my favorites and he put it on, streaming it from his phone wirelessly through the projector to the white screen. We snuggled together among the sheets and pillows and settled in to watch the movie.
I had seen the movie a dozen times. I knew exactly what was going to happen. Which was good, because I couldn’t concentrate on the movie at all with my head laying against Carter’s chest and his arm wrapped around me.
We were pressed so close together, cuddling and snuggling each other, that I could hear each beat of his heart, every breath he took, every shift of his body beneath my head. This was a closeness and a level of intimacy that we had never had before. It was amazing, wonderful, and nerve wracking.
The movie just played on as I ignored the screen completely. I was daydreaming the whole time, hoping, begging inside my head for Carter to pull me closer, to hold me tighter, for him to press his lips to mine and kiss me.
I longed for one of those kisses that stopped all rational thought. The ones that made me want to beg him to not stop, to keep going. I had been waiting for a night like this where we could be alone, where we didn’t have to worry about anything or anyone else.
I wanted him.
I took my eyes off the screen, they hadn’t seen any of what happened in the movie at all anyway. When I turned my head and my eyes met his, I saw that he was staring down at me. There was a heat, a passion that I had never seen before filling his eyes and it sent shivers running through me.
Our eyes were locked and there was no separating them. I had a feeling that neither of us had seen any of the movie. And that the rest of the movie was going to end up just as ignored as the beginning of it had been.
“Carter?” I called his name and was shocked to hear that my voice was deeper and more raspy than usual. A darkness settled over his eyes when he heard that one word spoken in my voice.
“Emmalee.” He called my name right back and I could hear the desire, the need, that was swelling within him. It all but dripped from the syllables as he said my name. The sound of his voice made me shiver against him, bringing us closer together.
I tilted my head up, hoping for a kiss. He did not disappoint me.
His head lowered as mine raised and our lips met in the middle. I heard the groan of satisfaction as we felt each other’s lips, but I couldn’t tell you if it was my groan or his as we both seemed to sigh with happiness.
The kiss started soft, gentle, and chaste but it soon morphed into something more, something hungry and needy.
My arms slid up his chest so my hands could link behind his neck. His arms slid around my waist, pulling me against him.
I gasped when I felt him pressed against me, hard and ready. He took advantage of my mouth opening on the gasp. His tongue slipped into my mouth to tangle with my own. I felt the added heat of his mouth inside my own.
We were desperate for each other, frantically trying to pull each other closer. His hands were roaming all over my body making me tremble.
I felt the moment his fingers slid to the hem of my dress, tickling my thigh and sending a shiver running through me. He pulled back then, breaking the kiss to look me in the eyes.
“Emmalee? Do you want me to-.” He trailed off, seeming uncertain how to finish asking what was on his mind. I loved him even more at that moment, for right then he would have stopped it all if I wasn’t ready.
“Don’t stop Carter. Please don’t stop.” I both told him it was ok to keep going and begged him not to stop at the same time. I wanted him, I needed him. I was ready for him, so why not tell him that now. “I need you Carter. Please keep going.”
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Carter
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When I stopped to ask Emmalee if I should stop, if she was ready, I was prepared to pump the breaks and wait until the time was right. But when she told me not to stop, that she needed me, I thought my mind and heart were both going to explode with joy and need.
There was nothing and no one around who would stop us tonight. This night was for us, this was to be our first, and I wanted it to be special for her.
My hand trailed up her leg, lightly tickling her thigh as it moved higher and higher. Her body shivered against me again, pressing us closer together than we had ever been before. I had to keep reminding myself that this was her first time so I shouldn’t rush it. I wanted to treat her right and make this special for her.
I slid my mouth along her jaw, trailing a thin wet line with my tongue until I got to the curve of her neck and left shoulder. I placed a gentle kiss there, eagerly anticipating the moment when I marked her there.
When my hands had pushed the dress higher and I could now trail my fingers across her stomach I felt like I was going to need some serious levels of self control to make it through this night alive. The touch of her skin, the softness and the warmth, was better than anything I had ever felt before.
I pulled my mouth from her body finally. I needed to take care of a few things first, and in the blink of an eye my jacket and shirt were stripped off and thrown to the corner. I had hurried through the removal of half my clothes, but I was not going to rush her. I pulled her up so that she was sitting on the bed. Slowly, and with great care, I slid her jacket down her arms, exposing her shoulders.
I laid a quick, gentle kiss to the bare flesh that felt so warm after its time concealed by the fabric. The warmth nearly burned my lips with the need behind them.
With my lips still against her shoulder I slid my hands up her back to reach for the ties on the dress. With a gentle tug I heard the fabric as it slid against itself and straps separated.
With the small bow undone the fabric fell forward, down the front of her body. With the halter undone I now had an uninterrupted view of her naked chest. There was no bra in place, just the beautifully tanned flesh of her flawless body. I felt the need stiffen within me to a near painful level.
After a brief pause to enjoy the view I grabbed the dress where it had bunched together around her waist. With ease and care I pulled it up and over her head. There was now only one small amount of fabric blocking the fullness of her naked body from my view. I growled low in the back of my throat, more of a pur than anything else. It was done out of pure satisfaction and joy.
“Carter?” Her voice seemed hesitant, questioning.
“You’re so beautiful, so gorgeous, so delicious.” I knew I might scare her if I was too intense so I worked hard to keep my voice steady and calm. “Is this ok?” I asked her once more, giving her one last chance to tell me she wasn’t ready.
