The Hunted Hunter
I repeated using a more seducing voice as I trailed my finger along his jaw.
Okay, so I’m getting something out of this that isn’t just the answers I seek. This lets me touch The Hunter without it going anywhere sexual. I know you think I’m in denial, but I know myself, and there is no way I’d succumb to a Hunter, let alone this one.
“Do you plan to continue teasing and toying with me until I tell you?” He arched an eyebrow.
“It is entertaining.” I shrugged.
“So the longer I stay quiet, the longer your ass is in my lap, and you’re touching me?” He mused.