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his arms. Then he carried her to the bedroom. He sat her gently on the coverlet at the edge of the bed.
    He knelt again and turned her slightly, then slowly tugged down the zipper on the back of her dress. She could hear each tooth release. She heard the leaves whisper in the trees in the college woods and felt the warmth of each star in the window from their remote distances.
    He turned her back to face him, then rolled the straps of her dress down. Dipping his hand into the bodice, he allowed his fingers to caress her cleavage as he eased the dress down just enough to reveal her lacy white push-up bra.
    His intake of breath and the increase in his heartbeat told her that he liked what he saw.
    “So lovely,” he murmured, brushing his lips across the tops of her breasts. Her nipples hardened instantly and she thrust herself forward.
    “Greedy little girl,” he breathed. “Slow down.”
    But he was already peeling down the cups to nuzzle her nipples. She gasped at the sudden pleasure as he circled one and then the other with his inquisitive tongue. With one hand between her shoulder blades he pressed her back toward him so that she arched into his mouth. With the other he held down her leg, his thumb circling maddeningly on her inner thigh.
    She felt the white pain and pleasure of his teeth against one nipple and stifled a moan. He rewarded her by sucking her deep into his mouth. The taste of her seemed to overwhelm him, his hips jerked against the edge of the bed as he groaned into her breast, then turned to the other.
    Her hands found their way into his hair at last and she clutched him to her and felt the delicious suction on her other nipple. Her hips began to buck in spite of her attempts at control, but he pressed her down insistently and she surrendered with a moan.
    He pulled back to look at her and she could see his pupils dilate with desire. She could only imagine what she must look like, all wild hair, swollen lips, and stiff pink nipples pushed up over the bodice of her dress. She didn’t care. As long as he would just touch her again.
    He stood them up, pulled her dress over her head, and folded and placed it on the bedside table. He turned to her and his eyes hungrily took in her curves. The bra pushed up her exposed breasts. Her white lace panties were the last bit of covering she had. And he was eyeing them.
    Ainsley had always been shy about her body, but somehow she didn’t care tonight. She could tell by the way he was drinking in the sight of her that Julian was not disappointed.
    “Beautiful girl…”
    Her whole body responded with a wave of desire. As he took of his Breitling and unbuttoned his shirt, her wolf tilted up its head and howled in frustration. Ainsley caught her breath but managed to stay in the moment.
    Julian was gorgeous. He had a ballet dancer’s physique- thin but powerful and lightly muscled. She stepped toward him and he froze as she traced her fingers across his chest and nuzzled his tiny nipples. When she caught one in her teeth and caressed the tip with her tongue he let his head fall backward in pleasure. Then he wrapped a hand in her hair and pulled her away.
    “Easy,” he said, as he unbuckled his belt and let his pants drop to the floor, then pushed her into the bed on her back.
    She lay back, praying for control, as her wolf threw itself at the bars, and Julian turned off the overhead light and removed his socks, underwear and shirt and placed all his clothing on the chair in the corner. He left on the lamp by the dresser.
    In the dim backlight, his silhouette looked timeless and youthful. She could see his cheeks swell as he smiled down at her and she couldn’t help smiling back.
    He fell to the bed, pushing her thighs apart and crawling up between them. He fed on her neck for a moment, then her mouth again, licking and sucking her tongue until she could barely breathe.
    His hand found a breast and plumped and kneaded gently. She arched into him and he let the pad