Wolf's Hidden Touch

Chapter 2

I checked the time and realized I had gotten up late. There was no time for a shower. So, I cleaned myself up quickly. The last thing I needed was to make a fool of myself. My arousal from my dream had found its way into my awake self.

Speeding to school, I made it just in time. Ashley texted me that she was sitting in class already. She didn't want to be late waiting for me.

I made it into my first class and got sat down without issue. No sooner had my ass hit the seat, the bell rang.

"Alright, everyone, I need you to turn to chapter 9. It's on page 294." The teacher instructed the class.

We were deep into our discussions on the chapter when the door opened. I was deeply engrossed in my drawing when I smelled him.

My head whipped up and stared as he came in and sat down. My body was full of tension as I waited for our eyes to meet.

I breathed out heavily. His head moved around until our eyes met. No sooner had they met. He turned back around, paying attention to what the teacher was saying. For some dumb reason, it made me sad that he wasn't paying attention to me.

"Aww, do we have hurt feelers?" My wolf, Jazmyne, mocked me.

"NO! My body and mind are ridiculous. It was a stupid dream." I growled at her.

She quieted down after that.

I made up my mind. I just needed to chill out. Once we got onto a schedule, I wouldn't even notice he was around. After that, the day went by quickly. The only class I had with Jordan was that one. I was relieved when I got home and found mom and Anthony busy cooking dinner.

"Hey Mom, hey Anthony." I waved at them before plopping on the couch.

"Honey, did you see Jordan today?" My mom yelled from the kitchen.

"Yeah, we didn't get a chance to talk." I responded. I'm trying to keep my voice as normal as possible.

"He will be home later tonight. Maybe you guys can hang out before bed."

That thought had my core warming up again. Frustrated with my damn body, I got up and casually walked to the bathroom. I had to clean myself up.

"Mom. Imma jump in the shower."

"Ok!"

I turned the water to warm and allowed it to coat my body. It was hot, and my skin was turning red. It didn't take long before I ran out of hot water, and I was forced to get out. Walking out of my bedroom in my fresh pajamas, I found mom and Anthony sitting at the table. They didn't set up a place for Jordan.

"He isn't coming?" I asked, motioning to the open seat next to mine.

"He is spending some time with his friends and will be home late."

I just shrugged and sat down. My plate was completely empty when I was done, but I didn't register the taste or smell of it. My mind was consumed by Jordan. I'm trying to figure out why he has such a hold on me. I shake all thoughts of him from my mind.

"Mom, I have practice in the morning. I'm going to head to bed. Oh, and thank you for the really good food."

As I walked out, I could hear them continuing to talk. I crawled into bed and let sleep take me away. I was standing in my house. Unsure of why I am just standing there. I move forward. As I walk through the house, everything is blurry like my eyes can't focus on it.

I was turning to head into my room, and I felt someone grab my wrist and twist me around. My back slammed against the wall. His smell invaded my senses. To each side of me was one of his strong arms. His face was so close to mine. I don’t know what came over me, but I moved my lips to his. At first, he was still, but then he started dancing with my own. He bit my lip, and I opened my mouth with a moan. His mouth consumed the sounds I was making. Our tongues exploring one another. I jumped up and wrapped my legs around him. He moved us away from the wall and to my bed.

He laid me down gently on the bed. My waist grinded against his. Begging for him. His hands trailed down to my waist, 0and he ripped my pj bottoms clean off. His fingers entered me. Hitting every inch of pleasure. I was a moaning mess. Writhing beneath him.

Right as I was about to c*m, I woke up.

My breathing was heavy. My hands were in my pants. I'd been playing with myself in my sleep. I was mortified to see my bedroom door was wide open.

As quietly as possible, I got up and checked around the house. Mom and Anthony were already gone. They had headed out to training. However, Jordan was lying sprawled out on his bed in nothing but his boxers. His stomach glistened in the light of the moon. They called to me to kiss them. I stepped into the room and stopped when I saw him shifting in his sleep. Carefully, I backed out. Luckily, he hadn't heard anything. I took a deep breath and snuck back to my room.

This time I shut the door. Now that I was calming down from everything. My core screamed louder for release. Quietly, I moved over to my bed and laid down. Imagining Jordan, I ran my fingers down my body and stopped at my clit. Slowly, my fingers circled my nub. Then I placed my fingers around it and began rubbing in a circle. I moaned. It felt so wonderful.

My fingers picked up speed as I could feel my insides crying out for more. Still imagining Jordan, I played with my n*****s with my other hand. I was edging closer and closer to my blissful high. It didn't take long before I felt myself starting to constrict.

"OH Goddess Jordan.... ffffuuuccck." I cried out as I came.

My body is finally relaxing. I thought about getting up and getting ready early, but sleep was beckoning me. Before I got too comfortable. I took off my clothes. It was too damn hot to be wearing such restrictive clothes. Once comfortable, sleep welcomed me.