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stopping
    whatever this was, fade into oblivion. She let out a sharp cry
    at that unexpected first contact. His mouth was hot,
    searching and so very teasing.
    There was no way she’d stop now. It was as if there was
    a dam inside her, holding back that sweet release and only
    Owen could set it free. Threading her hands through his
    dark hair she gripped his head while he pleasured her.
    As he worked his tongue against her, teasing and flicking
    and driving her so crazy her knees threatened to buckle, he
    also slid a finger inside her.
    She was already so wet for him she wondered if she
    should be embarrassed. But when he groaned against her
    clit, she final y let herself relax.
    Slowly he began moving his finger in and out of her. The
    action was so gentle and restrained it was in direct
    opposition to the hungry way he was teasing her with his
    tongue. And she needed more if she ever wanted to find
    release.
    Lifting a leg, she put one over his shoulder, spreading
    herself open even more to him. Her clit was pulsing with
    uncontrol able need and her inner wal s clenched around his
    finger. Her body wanted more than just that, but there was
    no way she was asking for anything else. The thought of his
    cock inside her…she arched her back off the door as
    images flooded her brain. It was bad enough that she’d
    have the sight of his head between her legs buried in her
    memory forever; she couldn’t start fantasizing even more.
    He gripped her other thigh and used it as an anchor as
    he continued stroking with both his tongue and finger. When
    he slid another finger inside her she jerked against his
    face, unable to contain herself any longer.
    She couldn’t stop the moans that escaped, each one
    louder than the last until final y he pushed her over the edge.
    It was like she was in a freefal as wave after wave rol ed
    over her. Tingles of pleasure danced through her veins,
    twining to al her nerve endings and leaving her feeling
    almost weightless.
    She wasn’t sure how much time passed but eventual y
    she sagged against the door, letting her leg fal from his
    shoulder, her foot hitting the ground.
    She couldn’t find the energy to be embarrassed about
    how she’d just let Owen pleasure her so quickly. Despite
    the residual anger she carried for him, this moment had felt
    absolutely right. He’d played her body so expertly it was
    frightening. Her nerve endings sighed in relief, a heavy
    languor stealing over her.
    Owen gripped her hips tightly. Sighing, he leaned
    forward, laying his forehead against her stomach. Despite
    the shirt she stil wore, she could feel his hot breath through
    the material. A light tremble raced through her.
    “I’m not sorry about this but I didn’t plan for this to
    happen. I hope you don’t think I did,” he said softly.
    She laughed under her breath and increased her hold on
    his head. “I don’t think either of us could have planned this.”
    “Go to dinner with me tonight. I want to take you on a
    date.” The abrupt change from him took her off guard.
    A date? Yeah, that so wasn’t happening. Swal owing
    hard, she shook her head even though he wasn’t looking up
    at her. Going on a date with him would only remind her of al
    the good times they’d shared. And what was the point when
    he’d never want more from her. “No. I’m not sorry this
    happened, either but…no. I need to go home and check on
    my family. And this can’t happen again.”
    His hands tightened, digging into her skin. Not enough to
    hurt her, but with enough pressure that she felt as if he was
    almost trying to mark her. Suddenly he let go and was on
    his feet in front of her so quickly that if it had been possible,
    she’d have taken a step back. Unfortunately the door
    barred her way.
    “Why not?” he demanded softly.
    “Because I’m a feline and you’re a wolf and we both
    know how you truly feel about my kind ,” she snapped out,
    letting some of the hurt she’d kept bottled up for years out