Animal Instinct Page 10

  “Busy?” Hunter echoed. “Is that your way of saying you aren’t coming up to Fairbanks this weekend?”

  Luke nodded his head to Madge in greeting on the way to his desk. “In a way,” he said into the phone. “Something…um…came up. I’ll try to make it up there in a couple of weeks.”

  He could almost picture Hunter frowning on the other end of the line. “You sound weird, like you’re distracted or something. What’s up with you?”

  Luke ground his jaw. Shit. He should have known his brother would pick up on that little fact. “Nothing,” he said. “I’m just busy with work, that’s all.”

  “Uh-huh.”

  He didn’t think Hunter would buy that. Which meant he needed to get off the phone before his brother asked any more questions. “Listen, I just walked into the office. I’ll call you next week.”

  Disconnecting the call before his brother could reply, Luke flipped his phone closed and shoved it back in his pocket. While part of him wanted to confide in his twin about Heidi, he knew that Hunter would start asking a lot of questions, most of which he wouldn’t have an answer to. Hunter would want to know about where the “relationship” was going, and he didn’t have a clue. As far as he knew, Heidi was planning on going back to Denver as soon as she got used to being a werewolf. That thought was kind of depressing, so he pushed it aside. There was absolutely no reason he couldn’t enjoy every minute that he did get to spend with her. That’s what he should be focusing on.

  With that thought in mind, Luke quickly read through his emails, replying to the important ones and deleting those that weren’t. After that, he listened to his phone messages and returned a few calls before going to see his boss. He told the man that a friend was in town for the weekend, and that he had to drag her around to all the tourist attractions. To his relief, his boss said he understood and didn’t have a problem with him taking off early that day and completely bagging it on Monday. So, after jamming out a few quick reports, he straightened his desk and headed for the door.

  Madge looked up from her computer to regard him over the rim of her half-moon reading glasses. “I heard you telling Phil that a friend is in town for the weekend. A female friend. Got big plans?”

  Luke’s mouth quirked. “Not really. Just going to hang out.”

  The secretary gave him a skeptical look. “Right,” she said. “A female friend comes to visit you all the way up in Alaska and you’re just going to hang out? Is that what they’re calling it these days?”

  “It’s not like…” he began.

  She held up her hand. “No need to explain. Just promise me you’ll have fun. You’ve been working nonstop since you started here. You need a break.”

  Grinning, Luke promised her that he would definitely have fun.

  Though Heidi’s apartment wasn’t far from his office, it seemed to take forever to get there. Taking the stairs two at a time, he hurried up to the second floor and knocked on her door. Damn, he was hard just thinking about seeing her. He’d be panting in a minute.

  Luke almost pulled Heidi into his arms the moment she opened the door, but stopped himself just in time when he caught sight of the teenage girl sitting on the floor beside the coffee table. Trying to hide his disappointment, he ran his hand through his hair.

  “Sorry about that. I thought you’d be done,” he said to Heidi. Had hoped they’d be done. “Do you want me to come back?”

  She smiled. “No. Come in. We were just finishing up.”

  Thank God.

  “There’s still some coffee left, if you want some,” Heidi said as she walked over to sit down beside the younger girl.

  He would much rather have her, naked and riding his hard shaft. But he’d settle for the coffee. As he poured some into a cup, he listened while Heidi gave the dark-haired girl pointers on how to create lifelike flowers in watercolor. Though he was eager to get Heidi alone, he had to admit that watching her paint was enjoyable. All the same, he was relieved when Sukie packed up her paints a little while later.

  “You guys should spend the day together,” the girl said as she walked over to the door. “Take in a movie or something. Explore your common interests.”

  Was that her not-so-subtle way of trying to set him and Heidi up together? “How old is she again?” he asked as Sukie left.

  Heidi shook her head. “Thirteen. Going on thirty, I think.”

  Luke chuckled. Setting his coffee mug down on the counter, he walked over to Heidi. “You’re good with her.”

  Heidi smiled. “She makes it easy.”

  He watched as Heidi cleaned her brushes and set them out on a towel to dry before she got to her feet. That was when he noticed the smear of paint on her cheek. Unable to help himself, he grinned. “You’ve got paint on yourself.”

  Her face colored. “I do? Where?”

  “Right here,” he said, reaching up to gently wipe it off with his thumb.

  The embarrassment on her face was suddenly replaced by an expression that could only be called playful, and he wondered what she was thinking. He found out when she dipped her finger in some of the paint that was left on the palette she’d been using and smeared it on his nose.

  “There,” she said, giving him a teasing look. “Now you have paint on you, too.”

  He chuckled. “Is that supposed to qualify as my art lesson?”

  She looked up at him from beneath lowered lashes. “Don’t you like finger painting?”

  “Depends.”

  “On what?”

  He grinned. “What we’re going to paint on.”

  She gave him a sexy smile. “How ’bout each other?”

  “Sounds like fun.”

  “Good. I’ll go first.”

  As she spoke, Heidi slid her hands underneath his T-shirt and pushed it up. Luke lifted his arms, reaching over his head with one hand to pull it off. She ran her hands over his bare chest and down his abs, her fingers finding every muscle and lingering tantalizingly over it before she leaned forward and swirled her tongue over a nipple. He sucked in a breath and she laughed softly

  “It’s very important to make sure you have a clean surface to paint on, you know,” she told him.

  His mouth quirked. “I’ll keep that in mind.”

  Keeping one hand on his chest, she reached down with the other to dip her finger in the yellow paint, then carefully brought it back up to spread it on his nipple. Luke looked down, watching as she worked from the center outwards to make a perfect circle. After a few quick brushes with her finger, she turned it into what looked like the sun. She was a landscape painter, so that made sense.

  Curious to see what she would paint next, he watched as she dipped her right forefinger in some white paint, then used her other hand to scoop up a generous amount of blue. Taking the latter, she caressed his chest, starting right above his left pec and gliding downward. She then used the white paint to make what he supposed were fluffy clouds, though he was enjoying her touch too much to be sure.

  Heidi went for the green paint next. Picking up the tube, she put some on her left hand, using it as a palette, then did the same with the brown paint. Tilting her head to the side, she eyed his chest thoughtfully for a moment before taking some brown paint and making a line down the center until she came to the top of his jeans. She painted on a little more, making the line wider, then added several more thinner lines off of it. Like branches of a tree. As she took some green paint and began making leaf shapes, he saw that he’d been right.

  When she was done, Heidi grabbed the towel that was sitting on the coffee table and wiped the paint off her hands. Or at least enough of it to tug open his belt and unbutton his jeans without getting paint on them.

  As she pushed them down, then did the same to his boxer briefs, Luke wondered if Heidi was planning on painting his cock as well. When he asked her as much, she gave him a flirtatious little smile.

  “That would definitely be fun, but I’ve got something else I’d rather do with it.”


  As she spoke, Heidi dropped to her knees in front of him and holding onto his thighs with her hands, leaned forward to slowly run her tongue up the length of his shaft from base to tip. Once there, she wrapped her lips around him and swirled her tongue over the head. Luke let out a groan. Damn.

  She lifted her head to look up at him. “Good?”

  He grinned. “Better than good. Don’t stop.”

  “I’m just getting started,” she said.

  Still holding onto his thighs, she bent her head to take him in her mouth again. This time, she didn’t do any tongue-swirling, but wrapped her lips around his cock and began to slowly move up and down, taking him deeper and deeper with every bob of her head. He couldn’t control the ragged groan that escaped his mouth when the head of his cock touched the back of her throat. Just when he thought it couldn’t get any better, she took him all the way in and he felt himself slide down her throat. Oh shit. He’d never felt anything so amazing. He never wanted her to stop, though he doubted he would last too long if she kept doing that. Which was why he decided he needed to slow her down just a little bit.

  Wrapping one hand around the base of his cock, Luke slid the other in her long, silky hair, guiding her movements. If Heidi minded him taking control, she didn’t protest. In fact, she let out a soft, sexy moan that made his cock pulse. Did she even know how hot she got him?

  Her mouth was warm, her tongue gliding along his length as she moved her head up and down, and it was all Luke could do not to explode right on the spot. But Heidi must have sensed when he was about to come because every time he got close, she would start to lick more slowly. She would occasionally switch things up, too, going from taking his cock deep to running her tongue along his hard length to focusing all of her attention on the head. She kept him on the edge for so long that he was practically dizzy from it.

  Unable to hold back any more, Luke tightened his hand in her hair and urged her head down. “Make me come,” he begged hoarsely.

  Heidi obediently bobbed her head up and down, swallowing almost all of him, then gliding her mouth back up his shaft. She repeated the motion over and over, faster and faster until he thought he might go crazy from how damn good it felt.

  “Oh yeah, that’s it,” he rasped. “Make me come, babe. Make me come.”

  She did, slowly drawing his orgasm out of him, and he shot his cum into her mouth with a groan that left his legs trembling.

  Luke loosened his grip on her hair and Heidi ran her tongue over her lips as she gazed up at him with the sexiest look in her eyes that he’d ever seen. His hand still in her hair, he dropped to his knees and covered her mouth with his in a hard, hot kiss.

  “God, you’re amazing,” he breathed when he finally came up for air. “But now it’s my turn.”

  Giving the belt on Heidi’s robe a tug, he pushed it off her shoulders and urged her back onto the floor. She looked so beautiful lying there naked with her long, blond hair around her shoulders and her peaches-and-cream skin on display that for a moment all he could do was gaze at her. He’d never seen a woman more perfect.

  Remembering what she had said about an artist needing to make sure their painting surface was clean, Luke leaned over and cupping one pink-tipped breast in his hand, took her nipple in his mouth. He flicked his tongue over it once, then twice, before finally suckling on it.

  Heidi moaned softly, her hand going to his head, her fingers threading into his hair in an effort to pull him closer. He went willingly, taking more of her nipple into his mouth even as he gently squeezed her breast. He slid his free hand down her taut stomach, over the curve of her hip and along her thigh. The scent of her arousal filled the air and it took everything in him not to spread her legs wide and plunge himself inside her right then.

  But he had some painting to do first.

  Releasing her breast, Luke lifted his head and grabbed the first tube of paint he saw. He glanced at the color as he unscrewed the cap. Cobalt blue. To match her eyes. Perfect choice.

  Luke supposed he could have put some on the palette and used his finger to apply it, but decided it would be more fun to squeeze out a generous amount of paint on her stomach.

  She jumped. “Yikes, that’s cold!”

  Not bothering to put the cap back on, he tossed the tube of paint on the coffee table with a chuckle. “Don’t worry. I’ll warm you up.”

  As he spoke, he smeared his warm hand through the paint, spreading it over her stomach. “Better?” he asked.

  “Much,” she sighed, then lifted her head to regard the paint covering her stomach and most of one breast. “I take it you’re more of an abstract artist.”

  He took her painted nipple between his thumb and forefinger, rolling it back and forth. “Guess so. You must bring out my creative side.”

  She laughed. “And here I thought I brought out the animal in you.”

  He let out a soft growl. “You do,” he said, bending to kiss her.

  Heidi laughed again.

  Grinning, he reached for another tube of paint. Vivid green. That should definitely go with blue. Unscrewing the cap, he squirted some directly on her unpainted nipple. She jumped and let out another squeal, but it quickly turned into a moan of pleasure when he cupped her breast and gave it a firm squeeze, causing the green paint to ooze between his fingers.

  “Mmm,” she breathed. “You’re very good at that.”

  His mouth quirked. “Painting?”

  “Painting? Not so much,” she said. “I was talking about what you’re doing with your hands.”

  “Ah,” he said. “Well, as it turns out, I’m very good with my mouth, too. Want to see?”

  She smiled. “Oh, definitely.”

  Repositioning himself so he was between her legs, Luke placed his paint-covered hands on her thighs and gently spread them wide, smearing paint all over her. Her pussy lips were pink and glistening. This close, her scent was even more intoxicating. Bending his head, he slowly ran his tongue up the center of her folds, and groaned. God, she tastes delicious. Like the sweetest peach he’d ever had. He didn’t think he would ever get enough of her.

  Swallowing her juices, he slowly ran his tongue up one side of her pussy lips and down the other before repeating the motion. With each pass, he got closer and closer to her clit, but didn’t quite touch her there. He wanted to tease her like she had teased him. And if the squirming she was doing was any indication, then he was definitely succeeding.

  The plump, little nub was too tempting to resist for long, though, and he was soon making lazy little circles around her clit with his tongue. Heidi moaned and slid her fingers in his hair, holding him in place. He almost smiled. He wasn’t going anywhere until he had made her scream with pleasure.

  He could tell from the way the muscles in her thighs flexed that she was already close. But he wanted to draw her orgasm out in the same way that she had done for him. So he brought her to the edge with quick, little flicks of his tongue, before going back to lazy, little circles again. Heidi writhed beneath him, rotating her hips in time with his movements.

  “God, that feels so good,” she said, her voice husky. “Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”

  Luke slid his hands down to cup her ass and pulled her even tighter against his mouth, lapping at her clit faster.

  “Oh yeah,” she breathed. “Just like that. Don’t stop. Please…”

  The rest of her words were lost as she cried out in orgasm. She tightened her hold on his hair, yanking his face into her pussy. He sucked her clit deep into his mouth, reveling in the fact that he could give her so much pleasure.

  And he wasn’t finished yet.

  The moment her orgasm subsided, he lifted up and positioning himself between her legs, and plunged his cock deep inside her in one smooth motion.

  Heidi gasped, her hands going to his shoulders even as her legs wrapped around him.

  She was so unbelievably tight, so incredibly hot that he almost lost control right then. And he hadn’t even started t
o thrust yet.

  Clenching his jaw, he closed his eyes and tried to think about anything other than coming. Once he gained control of himself, he started to pump his hips slowly. Leaning forward, he bent to nibble at her lips, and found himself gazing deeply into her eyes as he thrust in and out with a slow, steady rhythm.

  Keeping to that slow, steady rhythm soon became impossible, however. Especially when Heidi began to undulate her hips beneath him. Every time her hips rose to meet his, her pussy clenched tightly around his cock and he automatically started to thrust faster.

  “Harder,” she begged, her voice a breathy whisper. “Fuck me harder.”

  After a sexy command like that, Luke couldn’t have held back if he wanted to. His orgasm came fast and hard, and he let out a hoarse groan as he spilled himself into her. He thrust into her forcefully, yearning to feel her come with him. As if in response, Heidi let loose a scream as her own pleasure tore through her.

  Breathing ragged, Luke closed his eyes and rested his forehead against hers. They stayed like that; Heidi’s legs still wrapped tightly around him, with his cock deep inside her. If he had his way, he’d never move out of that position.

  “That was amazing.” She kissed him on the mouth and let out a sigh. “But we’re a mess. Maybe we should go shower off.”

  He chuckled. She was right. The paint had gone from cool and wet to uncomfortably sticky. “That’s fine with me. I think getting the paint off you is going to be just as much fun as putting it on.”

  * * * *

  As Luke ran his soapy hands over her breasts a little while later, Heidi discovered that he had been right. Cleaning up was just as much fun as getting dirty. Despite the fact that they’d just made love a few minutes ago, her body was already responding to his touch, and she let out a little moan of appreciation when he slid his slippery hands down to cup her ass.

  She let her hands glide over his chest. “It’s a good thing I don’t paint with oils or we’d never get it off.”

  Luke’s chuckle was soft in her ear. “They actually make paint for this kind of thing, you know. I hear it’s even edible.”