Operation Honey Trap vs The Emperor of the Apocalypse-Chapter 171: Wolfish [R18]

[WARNING: ADULT CONTENT]

WOLF’S POV

There it was. It was pathetic really. A hedged confession, as if that helped me to back out if she wasn’t interested.

It was the equivalent of, ’if you like me, then I like you too’. Was I still in grade school? I mentally kicked myself.

I pictured myself saying what I wanted to say; ’No Araminta, it’s not all I want from you. I’ll never be satisfied just being friends. I want to love you the way a good man should love a woman. I want you to love me back. Can you do it?’

Too late... The clumsy words had already been spoken and they lay between us like a grenade with the pin removed.

She looked at me and smiled. That seemed like a good sign? Or was she laughing at my clumsy words?

"What’s that meant to mean?" she asked me. "Do you want more than friendship with me, or not?"

Oh! So painful. I had already said that I did! I would take Baer’s heavy punches over this agonising conversation any day of the week.

I just nodded my admission of wanting more this time, not trusting myself not to make a hash of it again.

I tried to give her an out. "But if you don’t want more that’s okay," I told her. "I’m okay to be your best friend."

"I don’t want to be your best friend." 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

Wow! That was a kick in the guts. Not only did she not have feelings for me. She didn’t even consider me her best friend.

My God, I was totally deluded of course; she didn’t see me as her best friend. Even though she was my best friend, her best friend was the girl she’d grown up with for the last ten years, Winter Berry.

Not only did she like Baer, not me. She wasn’t even my best friend. I was just an ordinary friend hanging out in the ordinary friend zone with the other losers.

"Really, well that’s okay. I guess you’re best friend is Winter, actually."

I knew my voice sounded flat and broken, like it wasn’t actually okay, but that was the best I could manage in the circumstances.

"She is, that’s right. But... I want to be more than friends with you too."

I stopped dead and stared at her. Did I just hear her say she wants to be more than friends?

I swallowed to wet my throat before I croaked out, "are you sure?"

"Don’t keep asking me, or I’ll change my mind."

Oh! Now she was teasing me! After saying a thing like that! I picked her up and pulled her to my chest, something I had wanted to do since the first time I saw her.

She was feather light and she wrapped her sweet little legs around me. I was so big, and she was so small that they could barely cling on to me, so I moved her little arms around my neck.

Oh sweet heaven, finally, she was hugging me, her gorgeous body pressed tight against mine, her beautiful face so close to mine I could kiss her with just the slightest of movements.

I strode straight off the road with her so I could do just that, without an unwanted audience.

I was hyper-aware that my hands were touching her beautiful curvy bottom as I carried her, and I could feel her soft breasts pressed against my chest.

I was already hard, and I hoped she couldn’t feel the end of my cock bumping against her as I carried her.

I pushed her up against a tree so I could keep carrying her while I kissed her. I didn’t want to put her down in case she ran away or changed her mind. There was no way I was letting her out of my arms.

I pushed my head to hers, looking into her eyes for her answer.

It had to be yes. Should I just kiss her?

What if she wasn’t ready and she wanted to take things slow?

Lord, I hoped she didn’t want to go too slow because I was already a raging furnace of desire and I could feel my self-control slipping off a cliff, finger by finger.

"Can I kiss you?" I knew my voice was shaking with the effort of holding back from just smashing my lips to hers.

"You don’t need to ask," she whispered, and she was suddenly shy with me, this confident little extrovert who was all sass and fire.

That’s when I guess nature took over because I wound my fingers through her pretty hair and pressed her forward, so our lips met.

At first, I was all pent-up desire. I wanted to know everything about her all at once.

I covered her lips with mine and tasted them, felt them, so soft and delicate and just damn well girly! Nothing like my big, rough man’s lips.

Just the feel of them was heightening my need for her, and I could tell she had felt my hard-on by now. There was nothing I could do about it, so I didn’t worry if she knew I wanted her underneath me. She could tell from my kisses anyway no doubt!

I forced her mouth open with my tongue and explored her pretty little mouth, her tiny tongue darted here and there, trying to meet mine, but it was like a tsunami smashing onto a beach, I was everywhere, and she was flattened by me. How could she not be?

My need for her was raging now. I sucked on those soft little lips and as gently as I could manage, I nibbled at them, nipping and sucking her lips in the same way I wanted to nip and suck her beautiful breasts that were pressing against me.

Araminta let out a little moan like a kitten and that totally broke me.

I let her down to the ground and pushed her hard against the tree, pressing my aching cock against her through my combat gear. I knew I was grinding it against her breasts, but I was really beyond caring now.

I stroked her face, wanting her to know she could stop me at any time if she was scared, but instead, she moved her hand close to my manhood.

I helped her with that last inch, placing her delicate hand on my oversize cock.