TASHA
Even though my wolf was asleep, the attraction I felt towards him did not change: he could still draw the sweetest goosebumps on my skin, the curling, tingling sensation from my head down to my toes, and the need to taste him and to be savored only by him.
“Don’t you want to shower with me?” I asked him.
His eyes glistened with mischievousness, “I did not even care a bit about that question,” he said as he removed his clothing and threw them at the hamper, leaving me gawking at his nakedness. I swallowed hard, my throat suddenly felt dry. I turned to walk to the bathroom but he stopped me. “Let me remove your clothes,”
“Okay,” the word came breathless. I felt his hands gently taking off my clothing. The first thing that came off was my top, and what he did made me immediately gas
