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to fuck a man to get him to do me a favor.” She glared at Cecilia and put her back to the woman. “Hunter, we really should finish up the work in the guest bedrooms.”
    He dismissed Cecilia and turned pleading silver eyes on Rory. “I’m sorry about Cecilia’s behavior. I’m afraid you were right.”
    She waved away his apology. “Don’t worry about it, Hunter. There was a time I would’ve done the same thing.”
    He laughed. “Oh I remember poor Debbie Shayley--probably still gets a nauseous feeling when she sees a public toilet.”
    She laughed at the memory. “Well that’ll teach her about trying to steal a girl’s boyfriend then, won’t it?” She straightened her dress and moved toward the door. “Let’s head upstairs so we can talk about the bedrooms.”
    He smiled at her backside, “After you.”
    Rory glanced at him over her shoulder, a coy smile on her face and turned back around.
    Hunter groaned, pretty sure she’d put some extra jiggle in her walk to torture him.
    Rory’s husky laugh echoed in the hallway on the second floor.
    ~
    “So I was thinking that the guestrooms should have the queen beds on one side and the king beds on the other,” she told Hunter, who she knew hadn’t been paying attention to anything but her backside since they’d climbed the stairs. “What do you think?”
    “Uh-huh.”
    Rory felt lighter over the past few days, and today she’d felt a sense of feminine pride at the way Hunter couldn’t keep his eyes off her body. She reached for her pen and pad under the pretense of jotting down a note. “Oops,” she said in her huskiest voice when she bent over to pick up the pen. She bit her lip to stop the laughter that built up when Hunter released a strangled groan. She stood, flushed and tossed the pen in the middle of the bed. “I’m just so clumsy today,” she said innocently.
    Hunter was still silent and his eyes were still glued to her body.
    “Hunter,” she called his name and the only response she received was a sexy swipe of his tongue over those kissable lips of his. Rory walked closer and she knew she was playing with fire, but she didn’t care. She hadn’t felt so desired, so beautiful and sexy since her first time with Hunter. “Hunter, nod if you can hear me.” She stepped closer.
    He licked his lips again.
    “Hunter,” she said his name and brought her hands to rest on the muscles beneath his sweater. “I’m going to kiss you now.”
    He didn’t respond until her lips touched his and then he was on her, everywhere. His hands flew to her waist, kneading and grasping tightly as though afraid to let her go. He tilted her head and deepened the kiss, he took control of the kiss and she let him because she knew he cared about her pleasure as much as his own. His tongue darted in and out of her mouth, tasting every deep, dark place to remind his tongue that this mouth belonged to him.
    He groaned when her tongue tangled with his and Rory reclaimed control of the kiss, licking his top lip then his bottom lip before returning to the top lip. She licked at his tongue before she sucked it and swirled her tongue around it like she used to do in other places. It was her turn to moan, first in protest when his mouth left hers and then in pleasure when he dotted sexy wet kisses along her neck. “Hunter,” she moaned.
    “Into the bedroom?”
    “Yes,” she whispered softly in his ear, swiping at it with her tongue.
    Hunter lifted her and Rory’s legs obediently wrapped around him and she let her hips grind against him, sending a clear message about her needs. “Rory.” He groaned from the feel of her damp heat searing through his pants and his underwear.
    Rory slid down his body and took a few steps back, eyeing him up and down.
    That seemed to clear Hunter’s mind. “You’re not ready Rory, I understand-” he began, but instead of retreating Rory fisted the hem of  his sweater and yanked it over his head.
    “Damn, I knew you’d grow up to be

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