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He captured her wrists in one of his hands and lifted her arms over her head, stretching her body until she was forced to curve her back for him. He took her bottom lip and sucked on it before he inched down her throat, marking her with his teeth and licking his way down her sexy-scented flesh.
He ran his hand down the curve of her body, over her hip, and around to cup her ass, bringing her closer to his hardness.
She clutched his shirt with her free hand, while her other still held on tightly to her handbag. His hand found the slit on her dress and swept over her silky thigh as his mouth took full ownership of hers again. His palm slid upward.
Just one taste.
“Open your legs for me, Kensley,” he growled in her ear before nipping her.
She moaned and shied away from him.
“I can’t... my dress...”
“Fuck.”
Not wasting a moment, he glanced around to make sure they were still alone before he gathered her dress and widened the slit on her side by ripping into the fabric.
She shuddered, and he grunted possessively as he found more luscious skin, his hand gliding up her thigh to her pussy, where she was completely bare and smoother than satin.
“Fuck.” He ground the word between his teeth. She wasn't wearing any panties. And all he saw was that bastard with his hand on her body, on his property, on his possession. She belonged to him. No man could touch her, dance with her, breathe in her ear, or whisper dirty words to her. She was his. Only his... until he had to set her free.
He released her, shrugged out of his jacket, and forced her into it. It was big enough on her and long enough that it covered the delicious expanse of her thigh. He then took her hand, and without lessening his stride, he walked back toward the entrance of the club and then to the special parking spot Dash had arranged for him.
“Where... where are you taking me to?” she asked as if she had come to her senses at last.
“You're coming home with me.”
Fuck tomorrow. He wanted her in his bed tonight.
Chapter Ten
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No, no, no!
Kensley tried desperately hard to pick her mind up from the pavement where it had liquefied so she could regain control of the situation, all while she struggled to keep up with Hunter’s wide stride. She also couldn’t stop touching her swollen lips every other second. Wearing his jacket, enveloped in the fragrance of his cologne and remnants of his body heat, didn’t help at all.
