Chapter Thirteen
HUNTER
I can’t catchmy breath.
Or think.
Her body is spellbinding. I want to fuck her.
She tastes divine—a heady cocktail of sultry perfume and berry lip gloss.
I need to know what it feels like to sink my cock deep inside her, to claim her, to make her mine.
And, those four little words—take me to bed—are my undoing.