HUNTER WESTERN “My dress is uncomfortable, it's so itchy,” Ashley grunts into Hunter's ears. “Take it off. Take it off. Take it off,” she tugs at his collar, urging him to undress her. “I can't,” Hunter said but the alcohol kicked in too hard and he found himself losing control. “Take off my dress,” Ashley snapped. “Okay! Okay!.” Hunter carefully turned her back to him, placing her on her stomach, then he loosen the ropes holding her dress. Light olive skin exposed to his view, making his blood hot. Ashley tugged the rest of the dress over her head leaving her only in a lacy silver thong with no bra. Hunter's brain went blank as he stared at her full chest and gorgeous body. He tried to get a grip of himself but the alcohol was kicking in and when Ashley hugged him closely, he knew there was no stopping what was coming. ****Morning sunlight spilled through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the penthouse. He sat in the armchair beside the bed, his eyes fixed on the woman lying
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