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He groaned again, and pulled me away and upwards. “Need you,” he growled against the shell of my ear, pushing me back onto the table, spreading my legs as he clambered on top of me. The papers behind me on the table rustled as he settled his weight over me and thrust his hard co**ck into my wet, waiting pus**sy.


“Oh!” My hands scrabbled at the polished wood as he filled me up, gripping futilely at the edges of the table before coming up to dig into the small of his back. He was still wearing his shirt, why was he still wearing his shirt—I ripped it off, threw it across the room, and pressed myself up against him, wrapping my legs around his hi**ps as my hands explored the planes of his chest and back, that sweat-slick skin, so smooth and perfect—my tongue flicked out, licked a drop of sweat from his neck, and he moaned, thrust harder into me, his head falling into the niche between my neck and shoulder, his breath coming in hard fast pants that made my pus**sy clench tighter around his di**ck.


“Want to sink into you,” he murmured against my skin. “Want to sink into you and be with you always, be strong with you, feel you with me, feel you around me—”


“I’m with you, I’m with you,” I moaned, biting at his shoulder, clawing at his back, God, I needed him so badly, needed more and more of him and more was never enough—“You feel so good inside me, don’t ever want you not inside me, come in me, Hunter, f**k me hard and come in my pus**sy—”


He ripped my nightshirt open, the sweat-soaked fabric sticking to the table as he bent his head further and sucked on my right nipple, hard, his fingers twisting and pinching my left. I yelped, practically levitating off the table as the sensations shot through me. “Oh God, Hunter, oh, Hunter, Hunter, Hunter—”


He thrust harder, then harder again, and then I felt him come inside me, and that sent me over the edge of my own orgasm, stars bursting behind my eyelids like a thousand galaxies as I came harder than I ever had before.


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When we could both walk again, Hunter scooped me up in his arms and carried me to bed—his bed. He laid me out like a work of art on the cool white sheets and kissed the pale skin of my ankle. My eyes fluttered shut as I gave a contented sigh, and his warm lips traveled further up my leg, his tongue stroking along the sensitive skin on the backs of my knees, teasing along the edge of my thigh. I whimpered, pressing upward, needing more.


“Tell me what you want.” His whisper was a flame licking along my skin.


“Wait. I—I thought we were putting all this on hold.” I hated myself for betraying my lust, but I didn’t want either of us to have any regrets later.


Hunter paused. “We can, of course. If that’s what you want.”


My brow wrinkled in confusion. “I thought that’s what you wanted. So we could focus on the business, and the expo coming up.”


He shook his head. “I agreed to that because I thought it’s what you wanted.”


A grin spilled across my face. I didn’t know what to say. We’d been so stupid.


Hunter climbed up next to me, turning me toward him on my side so we were eye to eye. “Look. I’ve had enough of this tiptoeing around bullshit, all the trying to hide how we feel from each other, the constantly forcing ourselves to ‘do the right thing’ thing. Enough’s enough.”


His hands reached down to grip my as**s tight and he pulled me against him roughly, the line of his co**ck edging between my thighs. “So tell me what you really want, Ally. Because I want you.” The look in his eyes was dangerous, hungry, full of desire.


“Lick me,” I gasped, and he did.


He pressed me back against the sheets and kissed his way down my body, pausing along the way to nip and suck at the sensitive skin of my bre**asts and belly. When I could barely stand how much I needed to feel his mouth on me, he finally pushed my knees apart and spread me wide open, his broad tongue making a long stroke up the center of my pus**sy before circling around my cl**it.


“God, yes,” I panted. This was exactly what I wanted.


He dipped low, his tongue plunging into my cunt to stroke its walls, his nose rocking against my cl**it as his fingers ghosted over my thighs to my waist, gripped tight against my hi**ps, pulled me firmly against his eager mouth so I could ride his tongue.


I writhed against him, lost in a sea of overwhelming sensations… “Oh, Hunter, please…”


I could feel him grin against me, the heat of his breath only fanning the flames of my aching need. I felt as though I would burst, my fingers clenching tight around his powerful shoulders. He kissed me even more deeply, his lips soft and avid, his tongue stroking, teasing, demanding—his hand slid around my thigh and his fingers entered me, crooking slowly at first and then more quickly, building to a frenetic rhythm as I bucked against him, whimpering.


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