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through her entire body. He could feel it straight through to his core, as if it had gone directly through him.
    With one hand he reached up and palmed her free breast. In small circles he began lightly rubbing her nipple in time with the strokes of his tongue on her other breast.
    “Grant…Yes…” She mumbled something else under her breath he couldn’t quite catch, but he understood the reactions of her body.
    All he’d have to do was strum her clit a few times if he wanted to get her off. He’d never met a woman so reactive to his touch. She was like a package of dynamite. Ready to explode once he found the right rhythm.
    Though he hated to draw his hand away, he pulled back from one of her breasts and reached for the button at the top of her pants. As he pulled her zipper down and started working her pants down her legs, her fingers dug into his shoulders once again.
    “What if someone comes in?” Her whisper was mildly frantic.
    Pulling his head back, he stared up at her for a moment and his breath caught. She looked so vulnerable, so full of need for him. How could he have been so blind? He should have been taking care of her the way she deserved the past month. And now he was going to take her again in a cooler at work. His inner wolf didn’t give a shit, but his human side did. Way too much. She deserved better than this.
    He started to tell her he’d stop when she smiled softly. “I’m not saying I want to stop, I’m just making sure we won’t get caught.”
    A sharp burst of relief surged through him. “Trust me. No one will interrupt us.” Unless they wanted their heads handed to them on a platter.
    Relief instantly filled her expression. “It’s not fair that I’m practically naked and you’re not.” The way her eyes flashed with need as her gaze roved over his clothed body made him ache all over.
    His cock pressed insistently at his pants, begging to be freed, but he restrained himself. He wasn’t going to fuck her on pallet of beers no matter how much he wanted her, but he was going to make sure she left this cooler with a smile on her face.
    Without pause he stripped off his shirt and stretched it out on one of the stacked cases. “Sit.”
    She paused for a moment. He wasn’t sure if it was because of the command in his voice or because she was nervous.
    So he said it again, softer this time. “Sit.”
    Her cheeks turned pink as she finally sat her perfect ass on the edge of the stacked cases. Kneeling between her open legs, he quickly stripped her boots and socks off then pulled her pants the rest of the way down her smooth legs.
    As he reached for the thin straps of her bikini-cut lace black panties, an unexpected growl built in his throat. Her sweet scent grew even stronger as he began to pull them off. It took all his restraint not to dive right in but he wanted to tease her, draw this out just a little longer. He knew she loved it that way, and he loved making her need him.
    Once she was naked, he nipped one of her inner thighs. The moment he did, she scooted closer to the edge of her seat, as if trying to force him to go faster. He smiled against her skin but continued kissing and licking the soft skin of her legs.
    Her fingers tunneled into his hair and her grip tightened, but he still resisted kissing her exactly where she wanted him to. Instead, with one finger he lazily traced down her slit. He’d expected to find her wet, but damn the woman was soaked.
    A growl built in his throat as her scent teased him. Fuck control. He needed to taste her as bad as she wanted it. Burying his face between her legs, he licked her pussy over and over until she was moaning and practically clawing at him.
    Her taste always did something wild to him. Shredded almost all of his control and thought processes until all he could focus on was getting inside her and feeling her come around his cock. Shifting slightly, he moved until he was focusing solely on her clit. The tiny nub was pulsing beneath