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“No plans,” Ginny
agreed breathlessly. She trembled and bared the side of her throat
to him in silent invitation.
    His breath skated over her, but he didn’t
accept the invitation to mark her. Instead, the hand on her stomach
eased up until he found the curve of her breast. Strong, callused
fingers teased over sensitive skin, tracing tiny circles that moved
closer and closer to her nipple without touching it.
    Frustration drew a growl
from her throat. “You’re a tease.” She needed to test herself
against his strength, to revel in it. She bent a little, curving
her back as she leaned forward and rubbed her ass against
him. Ignore that, Jack Owens.
    He moaned, a quiet noise that rumbled up
from the depths of his chest and vibrated against. His cock was
hard already, and he rocked into her movement, pressing himself
tight to her ass. “You’re a bad, bad little wolf,” he whispered,
then caught her aching nipple between his thumb and forefinger as
his teeth closed on her neck.
    Ginny couldn’t hold back her whimper.
Everything about him confused her, and she struggled with her own
conflicting desires. Part of her wanted to draw out every touch for
hours, but the rest of her needed him inside her. “Fast now, Jack.”
She barely recognized the desperate tone of her own voice. “And
then slow.”
    The hand in her hair
loosened and slid down her body to work at her belt while the other
continued to tease at her breast. “How long has it been, Ginny? How
long, since you had a man strong enough to take you the way you
want to be taken?” Nimble fingers worked the buckle of her belt
free and he tugged at the top button on her pants. “The way
you need to be
taken?” He smiled and eased her pants over her hips.
    She didn’t even know. “There aren’t a lot of
men around here who could.” She dragged her shirt over her head and
turned in his arms. Her eyes locked with his as she reached for his
shirt and slipped each button free. “That’s why you want me, isn’t
it? The challenge?”
    “ Is that what you think?”
He moved his hands back to his belt. “So you’re not in possession
of a mirror, then. That is a pity.”
    “ I have a mirror. But you
--” You’re beautiful. She bit her lip and pushed his shirt to the floor before
smoothing her hands up his chest to frame his face. Her height kept
her from having to stretch too far as she kissed him. It was soft
and it was slow, and she shook with the need to drive her tongue
past his lips and taste him.
    But the wolf held her back.
She needed something different, something more , from him. So she whispered
against his mouth, “Take me.”
    He lifted one hand and clasped hers, drawing
it down to his open belt. “Undress me,” he commanded.
    Ginny’s pulse quickened, and she unbuttoned
his pants. She bent as she coaxed them down, skimming her mouth
lightly over his chest and belly. His underwear followed, and her
knees hit the floor as his cock sprang free, thick and erect. She
could barely breathe as she looked up at him, waiting.
    The corner of his mouth kicked up as he
reached down to thread his fingers through the loose strands of her
hair. “Wrap your lips around my cock.”
    Her nipples tightened. She wet her lips
carefully and closed one hand around his shaft. Her tongue just
barely touched the blunt head, tracing delicately. A moan escaped
as she obeyed and drew him into her mouth.
    His head fell back, baring the strong line
of his throat as he let out a low, rumbling growl of approval. For
several heartbeats he did nothing else, letting her work her tongue
over him in silence.
    When he finally spoke, his words were low
and hoarse. “Spread your knees apart, but don’t stop.”
    Ginny moved her knees apart and kept sucking
his cock, though she dropped her free hand between her thighs to
stroke her pussy. She imagined Jack’s fingers or tongue instead,
and a thrill of pleasure wrung a shudder from her, along with
another moan that vibrated