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now." I close my eyes and turn my head away from his.
    Instantly I feel his breath of my neck, followed by his tongue. He licks and nips at my skin.
    "You have no idea what I like and what I don’t," I whisper.
    “I’m sure I can figure it out.”
    His hard body is pressed against mine. I try to move my hands again under his grip, but he only tightens his hand on my wrists.
    "Struggle, Kat, I like it." Hunter nips my neck and I actually moan when his teeth bite into my skin.
    The feel of Hunter rubbing himself against me while I’m restrained does something to me. It’s so quick and new; I’m a little thrown to begin with. But then it all falls into place; it’s the challenge, the game. He wants me to kiss his feet, and submit to his every desire. While I will play the game, it will be my rules we play by, not his. The question is, how long will it take for him to find this out?
    “We are going to have a drink tonight, get to know each other a little better, go over a few rules,” Hunter whispers in my ear.
    “If you want to get into my panties, all you need to do is ask, Hunter.”
    A rough laugh erupts from him that vibrates against my skin.
    “Oh, Kat. You act so tough now, but how tough will you be when you’re restrained and gagged?”
    I turn my head to look at him; his green eyes burn bright, those dark pupils dilated with something fierce. He is so god damn handsome that the thought of having him for thirty days to tease and play with makes me weak with anticipation.
    “Are you going to fuck me, Hunter? Because if you’re not, get off me so B.O.B. can have a go.” I struggle some more as I speak.
    Hunter growls and my insides clench. The thought of his mouth on my core when he growls like that comes to mind and I die a little. He lets my wrists go and removes his body from mine. He puts out his hand for me to take, and I hesitate before placing my hand in his. Hunter pulls me to my feet and steps back.
    “I’m going out for the afternoon, a car will pick you up at six and we are going to a friend’s club for drinks. I expect you to behave and remember your manners.” he says, starting to unbutton his shirt.
    Me, behave...
    I’m always well-mannered and behaved. Well, that’s to my standards anyway. I continue to stand there and stare as each tiny button pops open. The tight skin underneath starts to show and it takes every bit of self-restraint for me not to lick him. His chest is tight and muscular. Fuck the six-pack, it’s a ten pack with extras and I like it.
    “Do you like what you see?” Hunter’s voice breaks through the dream.
    I look to his eyes and smile.
    “No, I’m repulsed. You should try working out sometime.” I turn on my heel and head for the door.
    The sound of laughter follows me out the door and down the hall to my room. I have a few hours to kill before I need to get ready to leave; the bed was calling my name but so was the shower and that fucking Punishment room Hunter spoke of. I was a woman; I could do anything at any time. The question was what was more important? The shower, sleep, or finding temptation?
    I looked to the bed and agreed that sleep was first priority. Curse those nightmares for keeping me awake at night. The pit of my stomach hurts at the thought of having to sleep alone without Sailor holding me close. This was my downfall. Having to be dependent on Sailor to comfort me when I had these flashbacks, when I felt the pain of being cut, or when I saw their faces.
    Shivering, I pushed those thoughts away and stripped off my clothes before climbing into bed. Sleep needed to take me again, and it needed to take me peacefully and pleasantly. Sleeping during the day was more successful than sleeping at night; bad things happened in the dark.
    The sheets were cool on my bare skin. I cover my body completely with the sheet and close my eyes. Images of beaches and sunsets come into my head and I know I’m relaxed. Sleep takes me to the ocean where I run free,