The Pack's Hacker (by Cooper) novel Chapter 282

Hacker

Slowly, very slowly so she can tell me to stop at any time, I lean forward before pressing my lips to hers. I realize instantly that she’s inexperienced, so I gently guide her, slowly showing her how to kiss me back. When I slide my tongue across her lips, she gasps and I slide my tongue into her mouth. I growl against her lips as I get my first taste of her caramel apple scent. I release her arms and her hands slide into my hair. I slide one hand into her silky brown hair and the other up her side, taking my time as I tease her tongue with mine. She moans softly against my mouth and I growl again, feeling even more possessive of my little Sphinx than I did before. I take my time, exploring her mouth and her taste while letting her get used to my kiss.

When I finally pull away, her eyes are glassy and her lips are puffy.

“Did you like that?” I ask softly.

She nods. “That was my first kiss,” she whispers, as if it’s a secret.

I run my thumb over her bottom lip. “I hope it was everything you’d dreamed it would be,” I say.

She smiles shyly. “It was.”

I growl again. “Let’s see if your second kiss is everything you dreamed it would be,” I say, lowering my lips back to hers. This time, I’m a bit more demanding, a bit more possessive in the kiss. When she begins whimpering, her hips pressing up against me, I know that she’s enjoying the kiss as much as I am.

This time when I lift my head, I smile at my beautiful Sphinx. “You taste so sweet,” I murmur, kissing her chin.

“Do I get a third kiss?” she asks. She smiles mischievously, but her voice is still timid.

“Do you want one?” I ask her.

She nods again.

“You’re going to have to earn it,” I tell her.

She frowns. “How?”

I hop up, putting my hands out to take hers. “Fight me. Pin me. And take what you want,” I say as I help her up.

“You want me to fight you in order to kiss you?” she asks slowly as if my request makes no sense.

“That’s exactly what I want,” I say, stepping away from her. “How badly do you want another kiss?”

She debates long enough that I think I might have pushed her a bit too hard, but then she takes an offensive stance. “That’s my girl,” I growl proudly.

She comes at me hard again, and I test her by sending punches strong enough to sting. When she starts to get in her head, I don’t back down.

“Stay with me, Sphinx. You can do this. Eye of the prize,” I say, licking my lips. Her eyes track to my mouth, and the fear is replaced with determination. Before long, she has me pinned underneath her, her body straddling mine, my arms pinned over my head. I might have let her win, but honestly, this is a win-win for me.

As she leans over me, I grin up at her.

“Are you going to take your prize, my little Sphinx?”

She lowers herself to me and tentatively presses her lips to mine. I let her take the lead. Eventually, she releases my hands and slides her hands down my arms and into my hair.

I slide my hands up her thighs and her hips, stilling them when she begins grinding against me.

“Look, my little temptress, I only have so much restraint. I liked you before I got a taste of your sweetness. Now, I’m practically desperate for more. We should be careful. I wouldn’t want your first time to feel rushed. If we ever get to a point where we take things further, it will be when we have time and there is no risk of getting caught because if that day ever arrives, I will ruin you for any other man,” I vow. 2

She bites her lower lips, making me growl.

“Stop. Tempting. Me.” I sit up, so she’s seated in my lap.

“We need to get moving. I don’t want your father and brother sending the calvary after us because we took too long to get to the next pack.”

“I could show them that you helped me get past my issues,” she says.

I take her face in my hands and press another kiss to her lips. “I’m glad I was able to, but you’ll have to keep practicing. Moving past what you went through isn’t a one and done.”

I reach up and pull some pieces of grass and twigs out of her hair.

“Your hair is like silk,” I murmur, running my fingers through it.

“So is yours,” she says, starting to pull pieces of the earth out of my hair too.

“I like the way it feels when you’re running your fingers through it,” I tell her.

“Like this?” she asks, sliding her hands into my hair and making my body shiver at her touch. 1

“Just like that,” I say. “And you? Do you like it when I run my fingers through your hair?” I ask, sliding my hand through her silky locks.

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