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Hunter“Hunter… you’ve seemed distracted since we left the office,” Lisa said. Her voice soft over the low music playing in the background.The restaurant was perfect.Dim lights. Expensive wine. A beautiful woman sitting across from me, dressed like shebelonged in a magazine cover.Everything was exactly how it was supposed to be.And yet—My mind wasn’t here. It was somewhere else.With her.With Christina.I was still thinking about my step sister who was already married and had a child from her husband.How pathetic.I let out a quiet breath, dragging a hand across my forehead.“I’m good,” I said.The lie came out too easily.No matter how hard I tried to focus on the present, Christina kept slipping back into mymind.I knew exactly where she was.At home. She might be chatting with her mother. Or playing some stupid game with her son.And I was here—sitting across from Lisa and pretending this dinner meant something more than control.This date was just an excuse to keep myself

Hunter"Hunter, please..." she whispered. Her voice breathy. “Stop it already.”Her eyes squeezed shut as if she could block out the sensation of my hands kneading her breasts.My hand slid lower between her thighs. Slower than usual.My fingers found the spot I had known by heart for years.Even through the layers of fabric, I could feel the dampness in her pussy.An urge to taste that dampness rose within me.Heavy and Desperate."Your pussy... it was always so fucking wet for me," I growled. My voice vibrated against the sensitive skin of her neck.I wanted to drop to my knees right there on the kitchen floor.I wanted to strip her bare and consume every bit of the slick heat she was hiding from me.I pressed my length harder against her. Making sure she felt every inch of the tension she had created."Tell me, Chris... I was better at licking your pussy than that dickhead ever was, wasn't I?"My nails dug into the fabric of her panties.I gripped her so hard I nearly ripped the ma

Christina“What a pleasant surprise.” The voice hit me like a shock.I turned slowly. Hunter was standing there, radiating power in a tailored suit.Standing way too close for comfort.And a woman beside him made my stomach turn… Lisa.Their fingers were intertwined like it was the most natural thing in the world.“We had no idea we’d run into you here,” Lisa said, her voice bright and almost too excited.Of course you didn’t.“I came to check the fabric and the preparations,” I said, keeping my tone flat. I didn’t look at Hunter. Not even once. “Everything looks fine. We were just leaving.”I glanced at Douglas and turned slightly, ready to walk away.“Wait.”One word. It felt like a command.I stopped. Even though I wanted to refuse. Even though I wanted to prove that I was no longer under his control.I stopped.My eyes met his dark one. He was staring into my soul.Hunter snatched a gown from the floor manager’s hands and shoved it toward me.“This,” he said, his eyes locked into

Hunter“Hunter, where were you?” Lisa asked as soon as we stepped out.I didn't look at her. I couldn't.My mind was still back in that cramped room. "You wanted to buy something for the wedding?" I asked, my voice sounding hollow even to my own ears.Her eyes widened in surprise. "Really? But you said you were too busy. You said the office couldn't wait."“I’ll handle it later,” I said flatly.Her face lit up. “Oh my God… I love you, Hunter.”She threw her arms around me, then slipped her hand into mine.And I felt nothing.Nothing like anything I had with Chris. My skin still burned where Chris's hands touched.We got into the car.I leaned back in the driver’s seat, gripping the wheel a little tighter than necessary.I wasn’t crazy enough to follow Chris to her office.At least… that’s what I told myself.I was acting like a maniac.Sneaking into her changing room like some obsessed idiot. Picking a fight over a dress just to get close to her.I was a creep.A stalker.A man who

Hunter"Do you want me to pull my pants down and show you?" I growled. The words vibrated against her skin.I was on the edge of a jagged cliff.While I was seeking the truth, at the same time I was killing an urge to spread her legs and fuck her relentlesslyFucking her so hard that she wouldn't be able to walk out of this room on her own feet.The thin fabric of her dinner dress was the only barrier between our bodies and I wanted to tear it off.Right now, I could feel every curve, every groove, and every maddening softness of her.It was getting harder to focus on anything else.I knew one thing—if I pushed her enough, that calm mask of hers would break.It always did.“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she said again.But her voice was shaking.The mask wasn't just slipping; it was cracking."Stop acting," I hissed. "You’ve seen me naked more than anyone else on this earth. You know exactly which mark I’m talking about, Christina. You used to rub it while you bathed me…”I