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finish what you started you little witch.”
    Slowly she willed her jaws to relax and took him, inch, by glorious inch. Jared’s hands fell away, both going behind him to grab the counter. He thrust his hips forward but allowed to her set the pace. Opening herself to him, she took him to the back of her throat and a little beyond. Again and again she bobbed her head up and down, her hands stroking the part left untouched by her mouth. To build the pleasure she would stop suddenly, releasing him completely to run her tongue over the mushroom head, only to take him as far as she could down her throat. Within minutes Jared’s hands were back, holding her still as he rammed himself down her throat in short squat thrusts. Sensing he was about to climax, Emily’s hand went to his sac once again, pressing down hard. Jared howled as he exploded down her throat.
    Before Emily could think of a graceful way to rise to her feet – and wipe the liquid from her lips – Jared reached down and pulled her to her feet, his hands gentle beneath her arms.
    “ Thank you, baby.” He put her arms around his neck and bent to kiss her mouth.
    “ No,” Emily protested turning her face around. “You can’t kiss me now.”
    “ Oh, yes, I can,” he grinned. “I want to taste me inside you.” He thrust his tongue inside her mouth. He tasted himself and her. Always her.
    “ And you’ll kiss me after I’ve licked every inch of you. And you’ll love it,” he said.
    He picked her up and headed for the loft. Once there, he tossed her to the middle of the bed. For several moments he just stood and stared down at her, remembering their passion of just a few hours before in the woods. He had taken her shamelessly, using her body and its natural responses to bind her to him. Just the memory of her wet, warm sheath surrounding him had him hard and ready again. She had been hot and tight. Warm and welcoming. Looking down at her he knew he couldn’t take her again. It was too soon. While Emily had not been a virgin, her body had revealed to him that she had not had many lovers. Maybe one or two, quiet some time ago. But just thinking about the men in Emily’s past had a red haze clouding his eyes.
    “ Umm, Jared, is something wrong?”
    The sound of her voice, the small hint of fear brought him back to the present. Emily was his. Only his.
    “ Nothing, baby. Nothing is wrong.”
    He pulled her to a sitting position and removed his t-shirt before she could protest. How she had managed to get her bra back together amazed him. He could have sworn he’d ripped it to pieces this morning in the forest. Two sharp tugs insured she wouldn’t be wearing it ever again. As the lace and satin fell away, he groaned. Her breasts were beautiful. Big and full and with the biggest aureoles he had ever seen. Her nipples stood out against the dark island, almost as big as the end of his thumb. And he’d had yet to even touch her, taste her. Something he intended to remedy immediately.
    He bent forward and took one of the tempting morsels in his mouth. He pulled and sucked until she arched to him.
    “ Jared,” she gasped, clasping her hands around his head. As if she needed to hold him in place. Silly woman, he wasn’t going anywhere.
    He moved to the other breast and eased her to her back. His hands worked the snap and zipper of her jeans.
    He took his mouth from her flesh for just a split second. “Up.”
    He pushed the jeans out of his way. He could smell her arousal. Emily hated the fact that wolves could tell when a woman was aroused. He blessed the gift he’d been given. It was the most delicious smell on the face of the earth. The smell of desire, lust and love. Warm, earthy, spicy with the underlying goodness of woman – his woman.
    Placing her legs on his shoulder, he nuzzled the soft, downy skin of her inner thighs and nest of curls. He made a quick, thick swipe up through her outer lips and over her clitoris. She jumped involuntarily.
    “ No,