Marisa Chenery - Designs on a Warrior

“Yes, the address would help. Do you know what it is, or do you have to put Maggie back on the phone to tell me?”

“Don’t be a smartass. I know it.” She told him the house number and street. “Do you know where it is, or do I have to put Maggie on the phone to give you directions?”

“Now who’s being the smartass? I’ll see you in a half an hour.”

“See you then.”

Cydney hit the ‘off’ button on the phone and handed it back to Maggie who had stayed in the kitchen to listen. “I guess he’ll be here soon.”

“At least you gave him the right address.”

“Hey, my memory isn’t that bad. The way the phone numbers are here, I find it harder to memorize them.”

“It’s all in what you’re used to. Since you’re all set, I’m going to give Ali a call and arrange to meet her and Carol. Oh, and don’t do anything I wouldn’t do while you’re out with Wulfric.”

“If I did that, I’d never get to see what he has in his pants before the vacation is over.”

“You make me sound like a prude.”

“No. I know you aren’t one. You’re just a little overcautious compared to me. I’m into the ‘seize the moment’ kind of thing.”

“I’ve hung around you long enough to know that. Anyway, you’d better finish getting ready. You probably want to do some primping before Wulfric gets here.”

Cydney smiled. “You know me so well. And if I forget later, tell Ali and Carol I said hi.”

She then left Maggie in the kitchen as she raced up the stairs to do said primping.

Wulfric sat in his car, parked at the side of the street in front of the house Cydney had given the address to. It was a modest home in one of Norwich’s modest areas. He got out of the car and headed for the front door. Once he stood before it, he rang the doorbell. It was answered a few seconds later by a woman who looked to be in her late forties, an older version of Maggie.

She stepped back and waved him inside. “You must be Wulfric, Cydney’s date.”

He walked through. “Yes.”

Maggie’s mother looked at him. “She never told me you were quite so…large.”

“Mum,” Maggie said as she came down the flight of stairs close to the door, “you’re going to make Wulfric uncomfortable.”

“I didn’t mean anything by it, dear. It’s just I don’t think I’ve ever been around a man so tall or muscular. He makes your father look like a wimp.”

“That’s because Dad is a bit of a wimp.”

Maggie’s mother smiled. “True, but he’s my wimp.” She then looked at Wulfric.

“It was nice to meet you.”

After her mum left, Maggie said, “I’ll just run up and tell Cydney you’re here.”

Wulfric watched her go up the stairs. Once she reached the top and disappeared from sight, he heard Cydney and Maggie’s voices. A minute later, his mate came downstairs. Seeing her again sent a rush of longing through him. She was dressed in a pair of jeans that left nothing to the imagination. They were tight all the way down to her slim ankles. Finding his gaze had lifted and now lingered on her pert, more than a handful breasts, he pulled his wits about him and looked her in the face.

“Hello, Cydney. Are you ready to go?”

She nodded. “Ready as I’ll ever be.”

Outside, he walked her to his car. At the passenger door, she ran her hand along the roof. “Nice car, Wulfric. A Mercedes-Benz SLS AMG. I’ve had my eye on one of these babies for a little while now. Once I get back home, I plan to ask my dad to buy me one.”

From the serious look on her face, Wulfric could tell Cydney was indeed serious.

If her dad could afford to buy her a car like this, she had to come from money. For a rich girl, she didn’t flaunt it like some.

He opened the car door and held it open for her. “Well, hop in and I’ll take you for a drive.”

She smiled. “I’d ask you if I could give her a spin, but I don’t want to test my ability to stay on the left hand side of the street with a car this expensive.”

He chuckled. “Since I haven’t had this car for very long, I appreciate that.”

Once Cydney was inside, he shut the door and walked around to the driver’s side and got in. He pushed the engine start button on the dash and the car roared to life.

“So what would you like to do? Since you’re here on vacation, would you like to go see some of the sights?”

“Sure, but I have no idea what I want to see. I really haven’t looked into any of the tourist-type spots yet. Maggie and I only arrived in Norwich a couple of days ago.”

“All right. Since it’s Sunday, I know just the place. Do you feel like doing some wandering?”

“Sure.”

“Then I’ll take you to the Bishop’s garden. It’s a four-acre, twelfth-century walled garden. There is plenty of space to walk around and things to see.”

“That sounds nice as long as it doesn’t start to rain. Some of those clouds look kind of dark.”

“We should be fine. And if it does, a little rain won’t hurt you.”

Cydney chuckled. “Spoken like a true Brit. Okay, let’s go see this garden.”

Once they arrived, Wulfric paid the admission for both of them to get in. He took her hand, linking their fingers together as they strolled through the ornate garden. He made sure to shorten his strides to match hers. Since he had a good foot and three inches on her, her legs weren’t as long as his.

“So how are you enjoying your visit to Norwich?” Wulfric asked.

She looked at him. “It’s been good so far. It was nice of Maggie’s parents to invite me along when she came home.”

“She lives in Canada as well?”

Cydney nodded. “She and I shared a dorm at Ryerson University in Toronto. We just finished our final year. I’m not sure if Maggie has decided if she wants to go back or not.”

“What did you study at university?”

“Interior design.”

“Really? Maybe I should take you to my place and see what you can do with my bedroom. I’ve been told when it comes to home décor I have absolutely no taste.”

She smiled. “You know, you don’t have to use my design abilities as an excuse to get me to see your bedroom.”

Wulfric felt his cock jerk in his pants as she gave him a look that had him thinking of all the wicked things he wanted to do to her.

He cleared his throat. “Actually, that wasn’t my intent. I really would love your help, but since you put it that way, will you come take a look at my bedroom?”

“Sure. I’d love to, once we finish here.” Cydney brushed up against his side. “I’m sure I can give you some ideas about your room, and other things.”

With his strides lengthening to get them there faster, Wulfric guided her to the small woodland walk. It was the perfect place where they could have some privacy, and to get his lips on hers as he was dying to do.

Once they were deeper into the trees, and after a quick look to make sure no one was around, he tugged Cydney up against his chest as he lowered his head. She met his lips halfway, eagerly opening her mouth for his tongue. Her taste had him wrapping his arms around her and lifting her off her feet. Her legs came up and wrapped around his waist, the crotch of her jeans landing perfectly over the front of his. Wulfric bit back a growl of approval.

Cydney’s fingers sank into his hair at his nape as she ground herself against him.

His cock went rock hard. He angled his mouth for a tighter fit, his tongue twining with hers, tasting and stroking. Arousal pounded through him, making him forget exactly where they were. Thoughts of putting her against the nearest tree, ripping her jeans off and sinking his aching cock into her pussy over and over again played through his head.