Page 55 of Bad Love

I want one taste without worrying about the consequences. And something tells me Hunter will let me haveit.

That’s what makes me take the vibe fromhim.

But it’s Bad Kendall who moves it down my body, who hitches my skirt uphigher.

Definitely Bad Kendall who loves it when Hunter’s nostrils flare the second the vibe stops between my thighs, over mypanties.

Everything is happening in slow motion. There’s not enough air, but plenty of time to stop. To backdown.

Instead, I take a steadying breath, then shut my eyes as I flick theswitch.

Oh.

Ohhh.

The humming sends shivers down my legs and through mytoes.

It’s like I stuck my finger in an electric socket. Or what I imagine that would feellike.

The pulsing commands every ounce of my attention, and I arch towardit.

Except I’m arching toward him because Hunter’s right there, his hard arms grazing the sides of my body through my thin top, the muscles twitching. The raw power of him threatens to overwhelmme.

Butstill…

It's notenough.

I need more sensation, more attention. More of his scent, male and seductive and promising things I never knew Iwanted.

I press the button on the end to switch modes. The rhythm changes from a steady pulse to awave.

It’s better. But more of thesame.

"No luck, sweetheart?" Logan’s gravelly voice splits my consciousness, and I blink my eyesopen.

The look on his face nearly makes my knees giveout.

His expression is all heat, all hunger, all challenge. If I thought he looked fierce before, I was wrong. Now, he’swild.

I swallow. "You're ruining it,Hunter.”

But he's not. Not even alittle.

He’s the one making this the most outrageously sexy thing I’ve ever done even though he hasn’t so much as touchedme.

Needing to prove something, I nudge the vibe under my panties. My lids drift, and I see him look down, cock his head, and catch hisbreath.

Because he can see how wet Iam.

“You want to take notes?” Imanage.

“I’m a visual learner.” His rasp feels like a touch dragging across myskin.

And it’s the knowledge that I affect him that takes the game and turns it into something more. That breaks something insideme.

My knees give out, and I melt against thevanity.

Suddenly he's there. Savingme.

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