Filthy Wolf by Liza Street

Author:Liza Street [Street, Liza]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Liza Street

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The past three days had been some of the happiest in Marcus’s life. Every morning, he left his cabin before the sun rose. Instead of roaming the lakeshore or the northern boundary of the Junkyard like he used to do, he loped toward Jessica’s camp trailer.

Each day, they sparred, they talked, and they teased each other. Running through mock punches and kicks put them close physically, which he enjoyed. But he also liked the good-natured shit-talking that went along with it. He found himself making internal lists of names that started with J, so he’d always have a new one ready to call her. When she really wanted to tease Marcus, Jessica would come up with a ridiculous, deep voice and adopt what she called a “resting brood face.”

There was laughter, there was touching. It was getting more and more difficult to keep from truly touching her, beyond what the sparring allowed. He’d had a taste, that one morning, of the sweetness she had to offer. He knew what she sounded like when she came. He’d felt the rhythmic pulsing of her pussy around his fingers, he’d felt her body shake with tremors afterward.

Yesterday had been the hardest and the best. She had leaped at him when he wasn’t looking, and he’d gone down, falling on his ass. Falling was inevitable, with his center of balance out of whack because of her weight. But he’d slowed down the fall as much as possible so she wouldn’t get hurt.

And where she’d landed? Straddling his waist, her hands on his shoulders.

They’d stared at each other for a long moment. The heat of her legs around his waist, against his cock, was a siren call.

He longed to sit up, grab the back of her neck, and kiss her senseless while she rubbed against him.

But then she’d abruptly scrambled off of his lap and crawled over to a blooming yellow flower.

“Look,” she’d exclaimed, her brown eyes shining with excitement. “It’s a Plumas rayless daisy!”

He’d squatted next to her. “What random fact do you know about this one?”

“No random facts,” she said. “I just like them. I first saw them at the writing intensive and looked it up in one of the nature books they had in the dining hall. Look at their happy little blossoms.”

“Yes, they look ecstatic,” he agreed in a deadpan voice.

She tugged on his arm. “They are. I wonder what else is around that I didn’t know about?”

Marcus hadn’t had an answer for her, but the conversation had given him an idea. That night, after waiting until she fell asleep in her trailer, he’d found a mostly-blank notebook in his cabin, left there by Carter or a previous occupant. After tearing out the couple of pages with random scrawls on them, he spent the pre-dawn hours scouring the woods and clearings.

And now he was on his way to Stetson’s den to see whether his idea was even possible.

For his den, Stetson had cobbled together an old van and added on something at the back with corrugated sheet metal and other scraps, including some car doors.

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