They complained to her constantly about the missed opportunities. How she should be focusing on her future, not wasting her time with a man who wouldn’t be around.

With the bathroom clean, Rain stepped out of it and into her bedroom to find the other source of her problems sitting on the edge of the bed.

Chapter Seven

Wolf stood.

Rain held on to the towel just above her breasts, staring at him. Her face slightly red and her full lips were parted.

She had no idea where he’d been or what he’d been doing.

He took a step toward her, expecting her to take one back. To do anything to put some distance between them.

The maid, Leanne, had told him what Rain had tried to ask of her. He knew what Leanne had told her. All it had taken was a trip to the security room and to rewind the footage to find out what he needed.

How shocked Rain had been.

He stared at her, waiting for the accusations. The anger.

Wolf could deal with it all. He could deal with anything because he knew deep down, she’d been trapped for a lot longer than the past few days.

Rain had been trapped in a marriage doomed from the start. There was no changing her past. Her parents had been right. Her marriage, Daniel, all of it had cost her in the long run. He had a feeling her only saving grace was Evelyn. It was why she fought so hard for her little girl. The only reminder she had that something could go right.

He took another step toward her, easily closing the distance between them. Rain stayed perfectly still.

Reaching for the towel on top of her head, he eased it off the length, and the damp strands fell free, cascading around her face. He cupped her face, running his thumb across her lips. Placing his other hand on her cheek, he stared into her brown eyes.

This woman wasn’t a mystery, not really.

She was a fighter. A survivor. Above all else, she was a woman in need of passion, and she may not know it or completely believe it, but she was a woman who needed him. She needed someone to tell her it was going to be okay. That she did the right thing. Not a parent to judge her, or someone to look down on what she did.

Wolf didn’t know if he was what she needed, but he did know he was going to take care of her, and of Evelyn.

As he slammed his lips down on hers, Rain’s hands went to his shoulders, but she didn’t push him away. Instead, she pulled him closer to him, holding him tightly, not letting go. He sank his fingers into her hair, holding her in place as he took the kiss he wanted.

Rain whimpered, and he swallowed that down.

He slid a hand down to the towel held together between her breasts and eased out the knot, letting it fall to the floor. Breaking the kiss, he stepped back, looking at her. Her hands were still on his shoulders, and when she made a move to cover herself, he quickly put his on top of hers, keeping her in place.

“Wolf?”

“Shut up,” he said. “Stop thinking. Just fucking feel.”

He pushed her toward the bed, easing her down and spreading those legs. He cupped her pussy, sliding two fingers deep inside her pussy. In and out, he pumped them before moving them up toward her clit.

Stroking back and forth across her clit, he got her nice and wet, but there was no way she’d be able to take his dick like this. He had to have her soaked.

Wolf replaced his hands with his mouth, gliding his tongue all over her slit. He lapped at her clit, loving her moans, and he pressed his palms to either side of her inner thighs, keeping her nice and open.

He didn’t want anything obstructing his view.

After kissing her clit, he ran his tongue to her cunt, plunging in and out and fucking her repeatedly, not wanting to stop, but she writhed on his mouth. He pulled back, going back to her clit and teasing her some more until her pleasured moans filled the air and she was nearly sobbing from the pleasure.

Wolf eased back, removing his shirt. Next, he dealt with his pants, dropping them to the floor. His boxers were the last to go.

He saw her throat work as she swallowed.

He wasn’t a small man.

Kneeling on the bed, he put his hands on her waist and flipped her over until she was on her knees. She whimpered.

“Stay,” he said.

He saw her hands clench into fists, gathering up the bedspread as she did.

Running his hands down her back, toward her ass, then down her thighs, he heard her gasp. He worked back up, going to her ass and spreading the cheeks wide.

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