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shocked him. He’d never been tongue-tied before in his life. Luckily she hadn’t called him an idiot and taken off. He’d got his act together and they had managed a decent conversation before she’d had to go into work.
    The kiss they’d shared in the cold morning air had heated him plenty. His cock hardened at just the memory of her lips against his, her soft body wrapped tight in his arms.
    He dropped his hand to his lap and rubbed. Oh yeah, he couldn’t wait to see her the next day at Clint and Sara’s Thanksgiving dinner.
    Now that he’d decided to wrap his head around starting a relationship with Savannah, his body and the wolf part of him wanted to hurry.
    Kurt unsnapped his jeans and fished his erection out. He was already hard and leaking just thinking about Savannah. He stroked himself firmly, thinking about what he wanted to do with her. He wondered what her mouth would feel like wrapped around his cock. He ran his thumb over the head of his cock, gathering up the liquid. He craved the feel of her hand on him just like his. He pumped faster, longing to bury himself deep inside her wet pussy. He moaned at that thought, his cock straining in his hold. He wanted to lose himself inside her.
    His hips snapped up and finally, with the picture of Savannah under his hard body, he came. He milked his cock until he was completely spent then relaxed back into his office chair and grinned. If he could come so hard from just fantasising about being with Savannah, the actual act might just bring him to his knees.
    He couldn’t wait.
    * * * *
    Savannah stepped into her shower stall and sighed with relief as the hot water flowed over her. The expected cold front had hit and she was frozen to the bone. Even the heater in her vehicle while patrolling hadn’t seemed to be enough as she’d had to keep getting out and talking to people.
    Normally she enjoyed checking on residents at the edge of town. She had reconnected with several people whom she had grown up with. But on a cold night like tonight, she was just exhausted. Tired, cold and miserable.
    She’d made it a point to visit every house to make sure they had plenty of firewood and gas, wanting to be sure the residents of her town would be okay if they lost power. She’d checked generators and taken count of numbers of family members just in case.
    On her way back home, she’d driven by the big compound that the shifters resided in. She’d checked in at the gate and had been assured they were prepared for anything Mother Nature brought them.
    Since she knew that Kurt had recently moved out of the compound and into a house close to Sara’s but had to admit she had been hoping for a glimpse of him. She’d driven back to her own house thinking about the handsome shifter.
    But she would be seeing him the next afternoon when they had Thanksgiving dinner over at Sara and Clint’s, though, so she did have something to look forward to. She hoped to find a little alone time with Kurt.
    Savannah picked up her scented shower gel and poured a liberal amount onto her shoulders and chest. She started to rub the vanilla-scented soap into her body before closing her eyes and leaning back against the shower stall wall.
    Truth be told, she’d been spending too much time fantasising about Kurt when she was in the shower, driving or lying in bed. Okay, she was constantly thinking about having Kurt buried inside her and the two of them going at it.
    Sex was a great stress reliever. Sex with Kurt? That, she knew, would be earth-shattering.
    Thinking of Kurt’s touch instead of her own, she ran her hands around her breasts to pull at her nipples. The result was an arousing zing that travelled from her nipples to her core. She followed the feeling with her fingers to tease at her clit. She rubbed, lifted one leg up, playing with herself.
    Oh, that was good.
    She hummed, pressing harder against the little nub. She wanted Kurt’s hands on her like this. God, how she wanted