Isabel and the Wolf: (Part 4) Read Online Free PDF

at anyone else like that before. The casserole tasted even better than it smelled. It was rich, complex, and fiery. Isabel ate most of the yoghurt and dived into the refrigerator to get some more.
    “Sorry!” Jed said, sheepishly.
    “No, I love it!” Isabel said. “The burn is part of the pleasure!”
    They chatted easily as they ate, finding out more about each others’ lives.
    “Does you family all live close by?” she asked.
    “No, my pack’s from the other side of Gila, actually.”
    “Your what?”
    “Oh, my family.” A flush darkened his cheek, fleetingly. “We’re Arizona natives. I came here because it was the first job that was available after I qualified, and I ended up staying because I loved Silver City.”
    “I think I’ve fallen in love with it too,” Isabel said. “I’m a big city girl, but I’ve always had a craving to live somewhere small, where everyone knows everyone.”
    “You don’t think you’ll get bored and move on after a year or two?”
    “I don’t think so,” she said. “And it looks like Kara – my friend you met at the dance – might be working down here soon, which will be great!”
    “Yeah, it’ll be awesome for you to have your best friend here! I can see you girls are pretty close.”
    “We are. We’re like sisters, really.”
    They finished eating, and Jed cleared the plates away and topped up their wine. They were both silent, staring out at the night. Isabel was full of a pleasant languidness. They both knew what was going to happen next, and there was no rush. Jed took her hand, and toyed with her fingers. His touch delivered a current of electricity to her skin, but still they sat quietly. His fingers moved to her sensitive inner wrist, her forearm, the soft crook of her elbow, her upper arm, the edge of her shoulder. They traced a path along her collarbone, dipping into the hollow at the base of her throat. While she kept looking forwards, as if nothing was happening, they travelled the length of her throat, up, over her chin, and then his thumb brushed over her lips, catching on the lower one. She turned her head quickly, and caught his thumb between her teeth, sucking it into her mouth. The expression in his eyes was intense, his pupils dilated. Finally, she stood up and went to sit on his lap. But this time, instead of turning sideways, she straddled him.
    “Where were we, before dinner interrupted us?” she asked. He wrapped his arms around her waist and began to kiss her passionately. His tongue probed her mouth, more forcefully than before. It was an arousing kiss, and an ache began to grow between her thighs again. She shuffled towards him, so that her pussy pressed against his waist. He groaned at the contact, and his hands moved onto her ass, pulling her closer. She could feel his hardness, as his hips made little jerks, leaving her in no doubt how much he wanted her. Keeping his mouth on hers, he pulled the strap of her shirt down, along with her bra strap. She shivered as his fingers slid into the valley of her cleavage and across the swell of her breasts. They edged further and further down, her flimsy clothing pushed aside, until his thumb grazed her nipple. Isabel drew in a sharp breath, and felt her nipple harden at his touch. He teased it, circling the areola, making the point harder and harder. Then, he pulled her straps down, until her breast was fully exposed, and took her nipple into his mouth. His tongue flicked over the sensitive bud, while his lips latched onto it, sucking gently. His other hand pulled the straps from her right shoulder, and closed on her other breast, caressing and kneading it. As Isabel watched him, a moan escaped her lips. It was a delicious sensation, being outside in Jed’s garden, her arms imprisoned by the straps of her clothing, while he sucked her bare nipples.
    “We should probably go inside,” he said at last, with a laugh. As Isabel stood up, she could feel that the crotch of her panties, and