nipple as she spread her legs below him. It made him stiff as steel. He could smell her hot need. He knew she wanted him.
He ran his tongue over her body, tasting the lake water on her skin. Willow moaned and squeezed her breasts together as he sank between her legs.
“Corey, I want you inside me,” she moaned.
Corey gripped her thighs and spread them apart, gazing at her glistening pussy in the sunshine. The berry colored flesh of her sex called out to him. He sank down, taking in her sweet scent.
“I want to lick you until you scream my name,” he said, his voice not his own.
The grizzly was coming through so strongly, he wasn’t quite sure who was in control. He was in control, he decided. He wanted this. He needed this. The taste of her sweet nectar was so close.
He dove into her pussy, licking her up and down with his big, thick tongue. He gripped her thighs as she squirmed under him, gasping his name.
Corey wanted to taste every last drop of her cream. He needed to consume her. Claim her. His tongue darted in and out of her opening, and she grabbed a fistful of his hair.
He plunged his mouth over her clit, sucking and pumping it with his tongue. Willow gasped and stopped breathing. He could feel her quiver and explode under him. She let out a long groan as she arched her back. Her pussy throbbed against him, but he didn’t want to stop.
She tried to pull him up to her. He wanted nothing more than to sink inside her wet core, burying himself forever in her softness.
But he couldn’t do it.
She sat up and put her hand on his shoulder.
“Are you all right?” she asked, her voice worried.
“We…should stop.”
“What?” she asked, pulling on her dress to cover her obvious embarrassment.
“I don’t want to hurt you, Willow. I like you too much.”
“I like you too, Corey.”
8
T he entire time Corey rowed back to the lodge, Willow stared at the water, wondering what the hell had just happened. By the time they got out of the boat on the dock, her emotions were a conflicted ball of confusion. Their “date” hadn’t gone as Willow had originally imagined. Now she had the sinking feeling that she was making a serious mistake with Corey. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t stop herself from wanting more.
Corey led her up the path to the front door of his cabin, and they went inside. He’d gone from being one hundred percent against doing anything with her to making her come on the beach. She didn’t feel like that was progress. Now, she was in the middle of his indecisiveness.
There was a small voice inside her telling her that he was going to hurt her. When would she ever learn?
They might be fated mates, and supposedly perfect for each other, but Corey was an exception to the shifter rule. Most shifters couldn’t wait to find their mates.
Not a single shifter she’d ever studied had ever rejected his fated mate. They all wanted lifetime love and commitment. They wanted a home and family.
Deep in her heart, that’s what Willow wanted too. She might be in love with her work, but she knew there was more to life than her characters. She wanted real love of her own. She wanted kids, too, and a peaceful home where she could live a peaceful life.
Wouldn’t her work be so much more satisfying if she had someone to share her life with? No matter how busy or how crazy her life was, she knew deep inside that it was true. Life was always better with someone to share it with.
Corey sat down in front of his computer and started to tap on the keyboard. She slid into the seat beside him. The moment Corey sat in front of the computer, he became completely focused on the matter at hand. Data scrolled on the screen in front of her and she couldn’t make sense of any of it.
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