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seeing something move behind a dumpster, and she knew Hunter had been watching the whole time.
    It made her angry, all through her Reuben and fries. And she knew he was there, hovering in the shadows, all through the remainder of her shift.
    She even knew he was there, in her house, when she closed the door and turned on the lights.
    There was, sitting at her table, hood down, dark hair, piercing eyes, firm jaw, looking better than she wanted him to.
    “That guy on the street,” he said, without a hello. “You were trying to prove me wrong.”
    “Valid investigative technique. Not a Sucker.”
    “Bullshit.”
    “Fine.”
    She opened the fridge and pulled out a beer. She didn’t offer him one.
    “So, say I buy seventy five percent of what you said. What now?”
    For once he didn’t seem to have an answer, and that pleased her more than she cared to admit. She twisted the cap off the neck, and chugged back a few mouthfuls of the cold brew. When she dropped her head, she saw him staring at the swell of her tits in her shirt. And annoyingly, that made her nipples stiffen.
    Asshole.
    A wicked thought occurred to her.
    “So, any man I want?” she asked.
    He nodded.
    “Could I have you?” she asked, putting down the beer and stepping closer.
    “Yes,” he replied, matter of fact. “But not because I feel compelled.”
    With that, he stood up, and stepped to her, pushing her backwards until she hit the counter. She stared up at his face, trying to look pissed off, keeping her hands behind her as she felt his breath near her, smelled his masculine musk, sensed his taut muscles beneath his clothes, coiled and ready to spring.
    And in spite of herself, she wanted him.
    She pushed her face towards his, but felt his hand on her neck, stopping her, and she scowled, just as his other hand pulled up her shirt, and she felt the balls of his fingers rubbing at her hip.
    He found her little butterfly, and she melted.
    “Fuck me,” she sighed with such deep arousal she stunned herself.
    His fingers massaged the spot with such tender perfection, and the sensation began to seep through her body, pushing her nipples violently forward, puffing them up and making them hard, making her clit sing, and her pussy swell ready for him.
    She tried to kiss him again, couldn’t help herself, but his fingers squeezed tighter around her neck, and she nearly kicked him. But his fingers continued to work their magic, and her whole body was his, to do with as he pleased. And she was overcome with the urge to let him know this.
    Without a word, while his fingers melted her ever more, she tore open her shirt and slipped it off, reaching hurriedly to unfasten her bra and liberate her tits. They fell free of the cups, swollen, heavy, her nipples so red and so hard, she pushed herself to his chest, straining against his hand, letting him feel them on him.
    And still he massaged the right spot, until it was all she could do to moan and gasp, so breathless with wonder now.
    And finally, his mouth engulfed hers and they kissed, deep, hard, passionate, their tongues lapping and dancing, his free hand on her tit now, massaging it, his thumb rubbing her aroused nipple to the same rhythm as his other fingers. She sucked his tongue, then let him suck hers, and when their kiss broke, she was teetering on the brink of the biggest orgasm of her life.
    And then he let go.
    And she swore with deep annoyance.
    Just as he dropped to his knees and pulled open her jeans, yanking them down, along with her panties, spreading her pussy lips open with two fingers, and flicking his tongue at her clit.
    And suddenly, she was no longer on the brink.
    She came.
    Hard.
    Harder than she had ever come in her life.
    Over, and over, and over again.
    He feasted on her pussy, bringing her off in wave after wave, each more powerful than the last, until she could take no more, and she had to push his face away and sink down to the floor. She gasped for air, kicking her clothes away so