Fagua

It's as if this should be so simple, except I knew it was anything but. I had told Mayia that I needed time to think. We exchanged numbers and I promised to get in touch. Now I headed to the penthouse.

I needed the loving arms of a wolf—either one of my two would do. I didn't know which one would be in the penthouse, but I needed them. The bell chimed when I reached the top floor. I hoped it would be Winter; he was the one I craved at the moment. His gentleness and tender kisses.

The doors opened and he was on the other side, and all I could think about was wrapping my arms around his neck and touching my lips lightly against his.

He chuckled when I kissed him just enough to show him that I was appreciative that he was at home. His cock pressed against my stomach, letting me know that he was rising to the occasion.

I started to tug at his belt, but then he broke away from me.

"Slow down. What's wrong?" he asked.

Rather than admit how I was feeling at the moment, I wanted him to t