Chapter 9

Hunter never missed a lick.

“Wait! Ben . . . Do you—? Ohh . . . oh God, that’s good.” She fisted the blankets. “Yes!”

Instead of granting the orgasm shimmering just beyond her reach, he pulled back, teasing her.

Ben snored once more, and Kata tried to pull away. But Hunter held firm, his huge, hot palms holding her thighs open, wedging his shoulders between, his mouth hovering right over her pussy, silently promising ecstasy.

She tried to block it out. “Stop. I’m telling you that—”

“Ben is snoring?”

On cue, her friend’s buzzing sounded again, this time deeper, longer.

“Yeah. We should wake him and—”

“He’s not necessary tonight, Kata. Want me to prove it?”

*****

HUNTER didn’t have to prove anything. He merely whispered in that sinful voice what she already knew: She wanted him far more than she’d ever wanted Ben. She’d had this fantasy of being touched by both her lover and a stranger forever and a day. But here, now, her pa