Lost Creek Hollow How can something so small be so frustrating?

He had expected things to go slow and slowly die down. Expecting Brynn to not yet be ready for them to take the next step. But he was very wrong, and happily so. Instead of pulling back Brynn returned to him with an intense kiss that almost took him off guard. She then proceeded to repeat the same thing he had done to her. Slowly kissing and nipping down his jawline and onto his neck. The sensation of her touch moving down his body felt arousing. But the smell that her body gave off was simply intoxicating.

Howl usually had a pretty good ability to restrain himself, but this situation was inviting and no restraint was needed. His body was beginning to heat up and his heart rate began to increase. When she pulled away he meets her gaze with lust and desire in his eyes. He stepped towards her, giving her another long kiss on the muzzle. While doing so he continued to move forward hoping to guide her to the ground on her back so he could stand over her. "Ooh, you're in trouble now."  he said in a deep flirtatious voice.

He then proceeded to kiss and give sensual bites down her neck and onto her chest. The lower he got the most her aroma increased and the hungrier he became.