ZoeThere are so many questions swirling around in my brain that I barely register taking Blake’s hand as he helps me climb into his luxury jeep. As he strides confidently around the driver’s side, wearing his tailored suit and looking every inch the suave business executive, I can’t help feeling out of place. The leather seats are buttery soft, and one look around at the spotless interior tells me he’s not used to having people with mucky boots like mine climbing in and out of this thing. It’s immaculate.“So, you like things neat?” I comment, as I make sure I don’t knock any more dirt off my shoes onto his freshly valeted floor.“I suppose so. But you don’t need to worry about that,” he says, noticing the way I’m sitting rigidly in my seat. Damn right I'll worry about it, but not in the way he's thinking.“Hmm,” I respond. “And you live in Black Hill?”“I do.” Blake keeps his eyes on the road, but I can tell he’s listening intently to my every word. It’s both refreshing and unnervin

Zoe I realise I’ve made a terrible mistake when Blake drops his trousers. While I stare mutely at his long muscular legs and the substantial bulge in his tight black boxer briefs, he snatches the pair of black jeans I’m holding from my grasp and steps into them. When he pulls them up to his hips, his fly cups his package, thrusting it up and out, and like boobs in a push-up bra, it looks even more impressive. Oh god. I know I’ve seen him naked briefly, but he’s so close now I could reach out and touch him. I continue to admire his impressive physique as he tucks himself away and closes his fly before buttoning up the shirt and hiding his chiselled abs from view. I thought I was so clever, thinking I could throw him off balance and level the playing field a bit. He looks far too good in a suit. I thought he might be less intimidating in normal clothes, but he looks just as handsome, only in a different, more rugged way. Both versions of Blake have the ability to flood my panties on s

BlakeHolding eye contact, I finally close my mouth around her juicy cunt, and suck her clit into my mouth, flicking it with my tongue before licking along her slit.“Blake!” she cries out, reaching forward and gripping my hair tightly in her hands. “Fuck!”Sucking again, I let my hands wander, teasing her thighs with delicate touches and strokes. When I push two fingers inside, just an inch at first, but then deep inside her tight body, she bucks against my hand. Stroking and pulsing inside her, while at the same time continuing my onslaught against her pussy and clit, she writhes under me and my wolf howls inside my head with pride.I press her hips down, keeping one hand firmly against her lower stomach as I increase my pace, pumping harder and faster now, stretching her wider while she clenches down around them. Even her sweet little pussy wants me to be inside her, but not yet.“Blake, I… I need…,” she calls out, gasping as her head and shoulder lift from the couch when I press t

BlakeOpening the door for Zoe, I hold my hand out to help her from the car. She hesitates for a moment before placing her hand in mine. I follow the direction of her gaze and see Jenna waiting at the top of the steps, wearing a scowl on her normally cheerful face. Hiding my annoyance, I give Zoe a reassuring smile as we walk toward the house. That Zoe even agreed to come with me is a blessing. I want her to feel comfortable here. Jenna isn’t exactly rolling out the welcome wagon with that scowl on her face as she continues to stare at Zoe.As we reach the steps, I fix Jenna with a hard look.“Is there a problem, Jenna?”My sharp tone seems to snap her out of it, and she immediately turns to face me, a warm smile now spread across her lips and the icy look gone from her pale blue eyes.“No Blake, sorry! The council are in the boardroom already. They’re ready whenever you are.”I nod at her but don’t smile back and she fidgets under my scrutiny, tucking her platinum-blonde hair behind

BlakeJust as I’m fastening my cufflinks, there is a gentle rap on the door, and it opens slowly. Zoe peeks her head in to make sure I’m alone, before pushing it open and stepping through the doorway. I knew she was on her way, but despite that, the sight of her smiling face makes me melt.Her honey-blonde hair is down for a change and flows over her shoulders, teasing the bare skin of her chest and back as she moves. She’s wearing a form-fitting red dress that shows just enough cleavage to render me speechless, but remains classy. It shows her long legs off to perfection, finished with a pair of nude heels that look like they could be lethal weapons in the right hands.“You look stunning,” I say as she walks inside.Zoe steps near to me, standing toe to toe before reaching for the cufflinks, which I drop into her hand silently. She turns my wrist over and fixes one, then the other, without looking up. The sensitive skin tingles from her touch and I watch, mesmerized, as she concentra