Bitten by the Alpha Wolf by R. E. Swanson Page A

as he pushed a finger gently inside her and she shuddered against him with her throbbing breasts bouncing together as she did so.
    Ruth stood with her legs apart and her back to the shower wall as the feeling of the warm water on her silky, smooth skin heightened her pleasure. John kissed and nibbled her neck and didn’t speak a word as he plunged his finger into her soaking core harder. Ruth held on to his firm body.
    He was still dressed, so his clothes were soaking and his tee shirt was sticking to his muscular physique. He stopped kissing her neck, and looked at her as he pushed his finger into her hot, wet sheath deeper while grabbing her curvy ass with his other hand.
    She groaned loudly knowing her climax was close and especially so once he started rubbing her sensitive clitoris lightly. It took no time at all for her orgasm to wash over her with an intensity she’d never experienced before. Her curvy body shuddered as she held John tightly. Wave after wave of ecstasy traveled through her as she felt the sweet juices of her sexual release run away with the warm water of the shower.
    “I wanted to finish what I started last night,” he said quietly as he kissed her lips.
    “And that you did to absolute perfection,” she gasped as she tried to calm her rapid breathing.
    “Good,” he said huskily as he pushed himself against her and she felt his hard erection through his soaking wet jeans. Arousal bloomed in her belly again and she quivered anticipating how he would feel inside of her.
    He’d transformed her into a sex-crazed girl and she’d only known him since yesterday. But all she desired was his huge and hard shaft thrusting into her.
    “Come on let’s get you out of here and dry,” he smiled as he helped her. Her legs were still shaking uncontrollably from her climax.
    He switched the shower off and patted her dry, rubbing her hair vigorously. She left the small bathroom and headed into the cabin where she found her clothes waiting for her.
    “You chose these for me?” she asked smiling up at him.
    He nodded his head. “Yes I thought they were perfect for a day of romance and train riding.” He smiled as she walked toward the wardrobe he’d selected for her that day.
    Ruth ran her fingers over the clothes he’d selected. John had chosen well with a knee-length flowery skirt and a plain, white short-sleeved shirt. He’d even picked out a pair of ballerina shoes from her closet. The entire time she’d been married, Ruth had never felt this happy or content. John made her feel complete.
    The only items he’d not chosen were her lingerie.  Ruth headed for her suitcase but he stopped her with a gentle hand on her arm. “No lingerie I want you to be panty free and ready for me when I want you.”
    Ruth giggled and liked the concept of no underwear. She went along with it and got dressed with her ample breasts free from the restraints of a bra. They bounced together with every step and her hard nipples protruded through her white shirt.
    John vanished again as he’d done the previous night, but at least this time; she’d been well and truly sexually satisfied prior to him disappearing on her. He never did explain why he’d left so hastily.
    She sat down in front of the mirror and dried her long hair, deciding on a half-up and half-down style for today. She carefully plaited the small ponytail at the back of her head, holding the hair off her face, and then applied some light summery make-up. Ruth noticed how her skin was glowing and put it down to meeting John and the way he made her feel like a teenager in love.
    Her feet slipped into the delicate shoes and she grabbed her bag before leaving the cabin and heading to the dining car for breakfast. She hoped it wouldn’t be too long before she saw John again. The sexual encounters were enjoyable but she thoroughly enjoyed his company.
    There was no reason for her to be concerned about it being a while before she saw him again though, as breakfast