Page 91 of Mistaken Identity


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I do as he says. “Now what?”

“Kneel on the seat.” I lean forward, putting my hands on the edge of the bathtub, and kneel. “Now bend forward.”

I look over my shoulder, noting the heat in his eyes as I bend, clutching the side of the bath again. I’m looking directly at a bowl of shells, but I’m more distracted by the fact that my ass is above the surface of the water, and I hear Hunter groan as he lifts me and moves me to my right. Then he raises my leg. “Bend your knee just a little more,” he says and I do, holding my breath, unsure what to expect, until he balances my knee on the edge of the bath.

“Oh… God…”

“What’s wrong?” He sounds concerned, and I glance over my shoulder again. “Does that hurt?”

“No. I feel…”

“What?”

“Open to you.”

The worry fades from his face and he smiles as he reaches down, his fingers parting my lips before he pushes one inside me and I gasp, rocking back against him, wanting more. He obliges, adding a second finger and I moan out my pleasure, just as he withdraws them, moving in closer and slamming his arousal straight into me. I scream with pleasure, water overflowing across the raised platform and down onto the floor as he pounds into me, harder and harder.

I want him so much and I’m about to tell him that when he stills and lets out a strangled groan.

“Oh, fuck… you’re gonna make me come.” I feel him swell inside me and the jet of hot liquid pouring from him to me. I love how that feels and squirm back against him. After a few seconds, he falls forward, his chest against my back. “I’m so sorry,” he murmurs.

I can’t move, so I arch my back slightly. “Let me up, Hunter.” He stands, giving me space to turn around and sit down on the seat. I look up at him, although he’s staring out the window. “Why are you apologizing?”

He lowers his head, his brow furrowed. “Isn’t it obvious?”

“No.”

I hear him sigh as he sits on the edge of the bath, his shoulders slumped. “That wasn’t supposed to happen.”

“It wasn’t?”

“No.”

“Which part?” I ask.

He tilts his head at me. “The end part,” he says. “I didn’t mean to come so soon.”

“That was soon, was it?”

“Yes.”

“Well… I liked it.”

He frowns. “You did?”

“Yeah. I like everything you do with me… to me.”

He leans over, lifting me into his arms, and sits me on his lap. “With you, baby. Always with you.”

I reach up, touching his cheek with my fingertips, the fine bristles spiking against my skin. “Never apologize for doing that.”

“Even when it ends sooner than it’s supposed to?”

“Even then.” I smile. “I like the fact that I excite you.”

He holds the back of my head, tipping me over slightly as he kisses me. “Never doubt that for one second, Livia.”

“Shall we just have toast?” Hunter asks, as he puts the water into the coffee machine.

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