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Chapter 10
Amelia
Sofi worked against me tonight. She’s been sweet all day, but the moment I laid her down in her crib, she snapped her eyes open and pointed at me, almost like she was accusing me of being too eager to run and meet her uncle in his bedroom. I had to sing Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star to her twice until she was finally defeated and asleep for good. We spent all day out and I tried to keep her naps short, so she would get a full night’s sleep and settle into a routine, but I grabbed the baby monitor anyway. No matter what was going on between Hunter and me, Sofi was my priority.
Speaking of Hunter, what the actual hell? He came in the room like a ghost lurking in the shadows and then snapped at me for having the nerve to talk about his sister. He was right, I had no idea who she was or why he was so keen on locking away every memory of her, but it wasn’t like I cursed the woman out. His attitude would have put me off, but I had two reasons for accepting his invitation: one, he looked like God sent him to earth to make women go crazy, and second, I spent enough time with Hunter to know he was in serious need of a chill pill. Everything was so intense with him—too intense—even the small things. Hunter Knox must have figured out how to be a god of pleasure, but he still had to learn to not take himself so seriously all the time.
I found the collar in my bathroom, where I’d abandoned it the other night and fixed it around my neck, swallowing hard when it was tightly in place. I knew what this collar meant—when it was on, I was not Amy the nanny. I was Hunter’skitten. The idea seemed to be a lot less scary than it was yesterday. That bastard had a silver tongue and talked down all my insecurities.
I wanted him even if I knew it was wrong. Hunter Knox was not the man to bother himself with other people’s feelings. For him it was about sexual hunger, period, but I didn’t seem to have the ability to turn him away. He asked me to feed him and I did. He ordered me to come on his fingers, and I did. Even earlier, when he growled like an asshole, he called me to him and I could barely help myself to not run to his bed.
With the collar around my neck and my body covered by the same plush robe he gave to me the other night, I made my way across the house in a hurry. The back patio doors were opened, but I was so eager to go meet Hunter, I didn’t even stop to admire the way the city lights were mimicking the stars in the sky.
The door to Hunter’s bedroom was opened when I got there, he was seated on one of the armchairs close to the glass wall, looking outside, and wearing only black pajama buttons. The lights were off, except for the red LEDs. While he was busy gawking at the pool, I looked at him. His body was masculine perfection—every muscle hard, every edge sharp. His shoulders were powerful, supporting his athletic frame. I followed with my eyes the way his tanned skin stretched over his arms and chest, and it only made me want him harder.
When I closed the door behind me, Hunter finally realized I was there. He looked at me, and then he looked at his phone.
“Fifteen minutes and thirty-seven seconds, kitten.” A smile lifted the corner of his mouth. “You know what this means?”
“Yes,” I whispered.
“Tell me.”
“You are going to spank me.”
“Right. Come here.” He patted his leg, showing me to sit in his lap, and I did. “I’ve been itching to turn your ass red since you walked into my office, Amelia.”
“Why?” It was only natural to wonder. This was all new territory for me.
He let his hand go through my hair all the way from the roots to the ends.
“You have no idea how beautiful you are, do you?” I blushed, but didn’t respond. It was nice to be admired, of course, but being admired by Hunter Knox? “Your body is perfect. I saw you walking in, swinging your hips and bouncing your tits in my face. Your hair was flowing down to your waist just like it is now, and I wanted to put my hands on you right then and there.”
“To spank me?”
“It’s the only way I know, kitten.” He was a dominant and he saw me as prey. I didn’t know if I should have been flattered or offended.
“So what now, Mr. Knox? I’m here, I’m late. What do we do now?”
Hunter put a hand around my neck and pulled me close for a kiss. It was intense, his mouth telling me that he was the one in charge. I felt his tongue going around mine, wordlessly asking for my submission, and I gave it to him, enjoying the feeling of being taken. His lips were rough over mine and I could feel his one-day beard scrapping my skin. The contrast between his hard self and my softness was very seductive and it pushed me to get closer to him. My hands circled his neck while I arched my body, trying to get as much contact as I could. Just when things were starting to get interesting, he broke the kiss.
“You will learn to not challenge me, Amelia. I will teach you to be exactly what I need.”
“Please.” My linguistic capabilities seemed to be reduced to one-word sentences when Hunter was around. I wanted to be taught, if that meantIwould be what pleases him.
“I still have to give you the punishment before I get to enjoy you. Get up and turn your back to me.” When I did, Hunter tugged on the robe and I let it fall to the floor, revealing my naked back to him. “You have the sweetest ass, Amelia.”
“You think?”
He leaned over and placed a kiss on my ass cheek.
“Is my kitten fishing for compliments?”
“Maybe.”
“I’ll make sure to be very vocal with you. Now, please,my beautiful kitten, bend over and touch your toes with your fingers.”
“Like this?” I asked, looking at him over my shoulder.
