Free Wolf Watch (The Madison Wolves Book 8) by Robin Roseau Page A

weren't words I heard very often. I'd heard Michaela treating Lara that way, and I'd been jealous.
    Hey, I couldn't help it. I have my vanity and my own desires, even if I keep them in check most of the time. It felt really good to be on the receiving end of the sort of attention Michaela had been giving Lara.
    I found the shampoo and slowly washed her hair, then let my soapy hands explore h er body, especially teasing her breasts. Then, slowly, I moved down her body, finally sliding soapy hands between her legs.
    My fingers found the prize.
    Gasping, She spread her legs a little further. I cupped her, washing and teasing her at the same time.
    Her head was still full of shampoo, and her eyes were clamped shut. She was panting through her mouth, so she couldn't see my self-satisfied smile as I parted her lower lips and allowed two fingers to slowly enter her.
    "Oh my god," she said. She squirmed against my hand, and I slid in further, curling my fingers.
    Then I began moving slowly, using the base of my hand to tease and torment her clitoris while pressing my fingers deep inside of her.
    "Oh yes," she whispered. "Yes."
    I took my time, getting her fully worked up, but then slowly I withdrew.
    "No! What are you doing?"
    I chuckled and moved her directly under the showerhead, then carefully, thoroughly rinsed all the soap from her head and body. She opened her eyes. "Tell me you're not done."
    "Oh, I'm definitely not done," I said. I smiled then went down to one knee, kissing and licking my way down her body. I spent a little time teasing her nipples, and when I looked up, Zoe's eyes were closed again.
    Then I bent lower and slipped an arm between her legs, using the leverage to pull one of her legs over my shoulder. I used my hands to support her, and she leaned heavily against the shower wall.
    "What are you doing?"
    "You ask that a lot," I observed. "You could just accept that you're going to like it and go along for the ride."
    "Y eah, that's my style," she said, laughing lightly.
    I shifted slightly, kissing her stomach and then, bending my neck, I licked her pelvis.
    "You're doing to do that in here?" she asked.
    "Uh huh," I said.
    Then I surprised her. I shifted around a little more and slid my other arm behind her standing leg. I hooked her leg and pulled it over my other shoulder. She shrieked, but I had her where I wanted her, both her legs thrown over my shoulders.
    "Don't squirm now," I said. "You'll fall."
    "Elisabeth!"
    Slowly I stood up, making sure my footing was secure as I did so.
    "Elisabeth!"
    "Don't bump your head."
    It turned out what I had done wasn't quite sufficient for what I wanted. I couldn't quite reach the prize. So I turned, and I knew she thought she was going to fall, but she found herself leaning backwards, clutching desperately at the slick wall of the shower, but the end effect was she raised her pelvis, and I found myself staring right at the glistening prize.
    I slipped my jaw forward and began to lick.
    "Elisabeth!" she screamed. "You're going to drop me!"
    I moaned into her but made sure my hands were in the small of her back, just above her center of balance. With my footing secure, I shifted her a little further away from the wall of the shower, and she slumped backwards, shrieking, but I held her easily as she arched over further, giving me even better access to her salty, musky center.
    I lipped at her clitoris, and she thrashed around. I pulled my mouth away. "I won't drop you, but if you squirm around, you could fall. Hook your heels under my arms and keep your back arched."
    Then I moved my mouth back into position.
    She gave a shriek as I entered with my tongue.
    She tasted fabulous, and I felt myself growing increasingly aroused as I buried my tongue deep into her.
    She grew ever more vocal as I brought her closer and closer to the cusp, and then she screamed wordlessly as I pushed her over. She filled my mouth with fresh wetness, and I lapped at her a moment longer as she offered