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kind simmering in her loins as she was reminded why she brought Hunter up here. Such a gentleman. There was nothing sinister in the way he wrapped his arms around her from behind and kissed her throat. “I hope I haven’t misinterpreted your intentions,” he said, placing his palm on her stomach. It slowly worked its way up her torso, stopping to cup her breast from beneath. “I don’t think I have, but don’t be shy to tell me that I’m wrong.”
    How touching. Kerri appreciated the gesture, but she didn’t let the sweetness show as she pushed herself into Hunter’s hold and grinded against his pelvis. Oh, there it is. The hard bulge pushing into her rear. She wondered how long it would take for him to do something with it.
    “And if I tell you that you’re wrong?” Kerri also wondered how long she could prolong this game. “What then?”
    Hunter released her breast. “I’ll leave. I’ll be disappointed, but I’ll leave.”
    “And why would you be disappointed?”
    “Because you’re an interesting woman, and it would be a good end to a good night.”
    “What’s ‘it’?”
    Hunter’s hand grazed the side of Kerri’s rear, making her suck in her breath as she tittered between her lips. “That thing adults do when they damn well feel like it.”
    Before Hunter could pull away from her, Kerri turned and kissed his cheek again. It did not take long for him to interpret her intentions this time – he tilted her chin up and placed his lips upon hers.
    You definitely didn’t misinterpret anything. Kerri wrapped her arms around his shoulders and put the passion she had into kissing this man she just met.
    Once upon a time Kerri was like most girls, wishing for a prince charming to come riding up on a horse and sweep her off her feet. She wanted a Romeo for her Juliet and to have a man change her life with one look. Over the years, Kerri came to realize that such men did not exist, even though her mother swore they did. The same mother who lived in another world where cooking sherry was a good substitute for a bottle of wine at dinner.
    Not once during her adult life did Kerri think she would meet a man who ticked the boxes she set for herself years ago, when she watched those beautiful fairy tale cartoons with deliriously happy endings. Of course they didn’t exist, and Kerri wasn’t stupid enough to think that Hunter was any different. But she did admit that the moment Hunter lifted her off the ground and swung her onto her bed, she felt that thrill of prince charming, her Romeo, making his grand entrance into her life.
    Oh, well then… Kerri hid her smile as Hunter loomed over her, his fingers caressing her cheek before he bent down to kiss her lips, her hands pulling against the jacket of his suit. Any time now. He could take these damn clothes off any time now.
    Hunter must have sensed how aroused Kerri was from the way he teased and indulged in her taste, feel, and scent. Her legs spread around his hips, welcoming him to thrust his clothed pelvis against hers – his thrusts were strong, steady. Kerri moaned before Hunter could even kiss his way from her throat to her chest, his tongue sinking into the cleft between her breasts as his fingers pulled down the bust of her dress.
    Kerri shouted when Hunter’s tongue discovered her nipple.
    She was wild now, wilder than she was before and wilder than she would be in another day’s time. The way this stranger instantly knew where to touch and pleasure her – his hands wandered the length of her leg and tugged on the softness of her ear – was like destiny brought them together for this night of passion.
    “You’re going too easy,” she said, although her body begged her to moan as if they had their own private island. “You’re holding yourself back.” Kerri felt it in the tension rippling through Hunter’s shoulders while he attempted to shirk his jacket and unbutton his shirt. “I’m not made of glass.”
    She sat up once Hunter relieved