Flirting in Traffic

When she got no answer she resumed picking her way along the hedge, looking for an opening between the yards. Just when she found a gap in the bushes someone grabbed her from behind…someone who was most definitely not a child.

Despite the fact that she’d come there specifically to find him, her nerves got the better of her. A scream rose in her throat. His hand was over her mouth in a second, stifling it.

“What are you afraid of, little girl? Didn’t you come looking for a wolf?” he growled near her ear. His voice was muffled by the mask he must be wearing. He sounded both familiar and sinister at once. Esa shivered uncontrollably in fear and something else, something much more powerful.

She twisted her head away from his hand on her mouth, freeing it. She squirmed in his hold. He wrapped her securely in his strong arms, making a mockery of her struggle. His body felt long and hard pressed so tightly against her. Excitement jolted through her with the strength of an electric shock, adrenaline pumping into her veins and a powerful sexual awareness enlivening her flesh.

“Is this how you greet all your dates?” she muttered sarcastically between ragged pants. She yelped in surprise when he suddenly shifted his weight and fell to the ground, bringing her down on top of him. He rolled over until she was lying on her back in the cool grass, his body covering her.

“Only the ones who come looking for it,” he said quietly near her face, amusement lacing his tone.

It had all happened so quickly that Esa was momentarily stunned into silence. He must have removed his mask because his voice had sounded normal just now—that low, seductive rumble that she associated exclusively with Finn. His fragrant breath struck her lips and cheeks in choppy bursts of air. His scent reached her nostrils—subtle, spicy aftershave, clean male skin and fragrant leaves. She smiled to herself, realizing she wasn’t the first person he’d tumbled in the leaves and grass tonight.

Her fingers came up to touch what she couldn’t see, lacing through the thick hair the collar of his jacket. She pressed her fingertips to his skull, applying a downward pressure.

“I guess I was…looking for it, I mean,” she whispered breathlessly. “Come here, Wolf Man.”

Bu

t she needn’t have said it because he’d already been on his way.

Despite his aggressive play his lips were gentle and persuasive when they touched hers. Not that Esa required persuading. She curled her fingers in his hair and craned her neck up for more of the taste of him.

“Shhh,” he whispered so softly that she barely heard him over the sound of her heart pounding in her ears. He proceeded to nibble and eat at her mouth like it was a rare Godiva truffle that he’d found in the midst of his dime store Halloween candy. Esa felt herself turning to warm, sweet syrup under the influence of that kiss.

She whimpered into his mouth when his tongue slid along her lower lip, politely asking for entrance. Esa granted it, melting into the cool grass beneath the divine heat of Finn’s hard body and his intoxicating kiss. When she began to rub her tongue next to his, matching his slow, erotic rhythm, he growled and rocked his erection against her harboring heat. Esa shifted her hips up against him, the resulting friction making their kiss hungrier. She applied suction, pulling him further into her.

“Be careful about teasing, Esa,” Finn mock-threatened quietly next to her damp lips a few seconds later. His hand spread along her waist and found its way beneath her jacket, rising slowly up the side of her torso. She shivered almost uncontrollably beneath him despite the fact that heat emanated from his body. “It’s a full moon, you know…and you test the beast sorely.”

Esa tried to snort in amusement when he flexed his hips for emphasis but was quickly silenced when he slid his hand over her sweater-covered breast. He cupped her softly then shaped her firmly to his palm. Her nipple stiffened against the pressure, sending a sympathetic jolt of pure desire between her thighs. She groaned and rubbed up against him to alleviate the sharp ache.

“Esa,” he muttered as he continued to mold her breast with his hand and their flesh strained against one another’s with growing need. Esa was gratified to hear that all amusement had vanished from his tone.

She heard a child’s muffled laughter nearby.

“Finn, stop,” she whispered. “The kids are—”

“They can’t see anything,” Finn growled into her neck between hungry kisses.

“Yes, but—”

“I’m just…kissing you… What’s the big…deal?” he asked between nibbles of flesh.

The big deal was that Esa was so aroused as she lay there beneath Finn in the middle of his mother’s leaf-strewn backyard that it certainly didn’t feel like just kissing in the slightest.

“But I think they might be—”

“Now,” someone yelled.

“Right there,” Esa finished.

“Gotcha, Wolf Man!” a boy yelled at the same time that the weight of several bodies fell on top of them.

“Ow! Hey… Watch the kidneys,” Finn ordered between grunts as child after child piled on top of them. Esa broke out in laughter when he covered her body from the tackling kids.

“Tickle him like he does us!”

Esa ducked her head into Finn’s chest for protection against the ensuing mêlée of laughing, squirming, tickling children. Finn finally managed to get them off them with a combination of half-serious threats, gentle wrestling and returned tickles.