Wolf Line: Granite Lake Wolves, Book 5 - Weebly

she gave it eagerly. The pleasure in her sex
rose like a rocket blasting into outer space.
His hands were everywhere. Skimming her
torso, touching her breasts. Clutching her hips
and grinding her hard onto his thigh.
Excitement washed over her, the rapid beat of
her pulse making her lightheaded, out of
breath. He licked a path down her neck,
nibbled on her collarbone and something
electric shot to her core.
“I want you, Pam,” he growled against her
skin. “You’re going to be mine.”
Sheesh, that comment pushed a few wrong
buttons, but right here, right now? She wasn’t
about to argue with his macho-sexist statement
as long as he kept doing what he was doing.
Lost beyond all reason, she teetered on the
edge of an orgasm and if he stopped she
would kill him. Pam clasped his head in her
hands and hauled his mouth to hers as she
leaned back and tried to find the final touch
she needed to go over the edge.
The barrier at her back wobbled for a