Page 30 of My Girlfriend is a Werewolf
Astute observation. “As my girlfriend, we can share a bed.” A casual statement.
“I thought you wanted to sleep,” she chirped.
He stumbled. “Maybe I will sneak another nap later, in that case.”
She laughed. “You’d better be ready to go because we have some unfinished business.”
Hell yeah, they did, and he couldn’t wait.
As they worked on the chimney, then some fencing that needed new wire, Derek found himself watching Athena. How the tip of her tongue peeked when she concentrated. How she casually pulled back her long hair and twisted it into a knot to keep it out of her face. How she had this habit of turning her head left and right and sniffing. She scented almost as much as the dog did.
Her free spirit had him laughing a few times, especially when they took a break and she spotted a rabbit and took off after it, legs pumping as if she fully intended to catch it barehanded.
Later that afternoon, with their chores done, he took her down to the creek. This time of year it wasn’t too deep or fast flowing. Spring, though, watch out.
He stripped his shirt at the edge and tossed it onto a flat rock. His hands went to his pants next.
“Skinny-dipping?” she asked, once more doing that short inhalation thing as if she tested the air.
“Nothing like it after a day’s work.” He stepped out of his jeans.
“I haven’t done that since I was a teen,” she admitted before joining him in the buff. No qualms about stripping at all. He kind of loved that about her.
No way he could hide his hard-on, and she licked her lips as she eyed him.
He wagged a finger. “Not right now. I’m not into getting grass stains on my knees.”
“There’s other ways of doing it that don’t involve lying down.”
Jeezus, she knew exactly what to say.
He waded into the creek, knowing where it dropped so that he could submerge.
She joined him, laughing as she said, “It’s cold!”
“Refreshing,” he countered.
She joined him, slippery and wet, lacing her arms around his neck and planting a kiss on him. “Thanks.”
“For what?”
“For everything.”
“Bah.” He wasn’t about to be thanked for doing the right thing. Especially since he seemed to be benefitting the most. Spending time with Athena was bringing him more pleasure than he could have imagined.
Until she dunked him.
He came up sputtering. “Now you’re in for it!” he declared.
They splashed in the water, dunking, chasing, with lots of touching that left a lingering tingle. Abruptly, she ceased playing and cocked her head.
“Someone’s coming.”
Once more, she heard things he couldn’t and was on the shore in a flash, her bare ass lightly jiggling as she ran not for the pile of clothes but for the woods. He heard a yell, a male one, and he couldn’t move fast enough, dick and balls swinging, to reach Athena.
He found her atop a man, her knee digging into his chest, her face low as she growled, “Who sent you?”
“No one, ma’am,” the fellow on the ground, wide-eyed with shock, exclaimed.