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dashed into the adjoining bathroom. After a fast swish with mouthwash and a
lame attempt to confine her sleep-mussed hair, she made a beeline to her front
door, giddily savoring the thought that Hunter had contacted her a day earlier
than he’d said.
    * * * * *
    Hunter closed and pocketed his cell, leaned his head back
against the seat and slowly released the breath he’d been harboring deep in his
lungs. Used to holding himself detached, he’d forgotten how intense needing to
hear the right answer from the right woman could be. He wasn’t comfortable
second-guessing himself—another thing he hadn’t done in a very, very long time.
But now that he was absolutely certain he hadn’t pushed too hard too fast, he
knew exactly how to proceed from here.
    Sitting up, he hit the button to roll down the window
between him and his chauffeur. “I’ll let myself out, Ray. Make yourself
comfortable for a while.”
    “Sure, boss. No problem.” He leaned to open the glove
compartment and flashed the magazine he plucked out.
    Catching a glimpse of naked, bound and gagged women, Hunter
shook his head and left the car.
    He’d barely made it to the building’s front door when Kayden
buzzed him in.
    After a relatively short elevator ride up to the sixth
floor, he was surprised to find her apartment door slightly ajar, but no Kayden
in sight.
    He let himself in and the sight that greeted him took his
breath away.
    She was in the perfect kneel-up position. Balanced on her
knees, legs spread perfectly to allow him a cock-hardening view of her naked
pussy. Her back was straight, both her chest and head high, eyes lowered. Her
arms were down, hands resting on her thighs, palms up. Telling him without
words she was open to his wishes, while at the same time letting him know once
again how extensively she’d researched the lifestyle. He had to steel himself
against scooping her up, tossing her across the first available piece of
furniture and burying his dick deep inside her hairless cunt to take them both
to the heights of ecstasy and back.
    “Welcome to my home, Hunter.”
    “You’re beautiful.” He let the statement hang unembellished
as he soaked in her breathtaking sensuality and allotted time to harness his
rapidly mounting desire. She was pure perfection. He’d lost count of the times
he’d envisioned her exactly this way.
    Except for one thing.
    Closing and locking the door, he walked over to softly
stroke her cheek. “Don’t move,” he warned when she turned her face into the
caress. She instantly stilled. He smiled and reached up to remove the clip
holding her hair haphazardly atop her head. An obvious hasty attempt to tame
it. But he didn’t want tame. He wanted wild and natural.
    Freed from its imprisonment, the luxuriant black mass
tumbled from her head, over her creamy shoulders and spilled halfway down her
slender back. Gathering up a thick section, he brought it forward and laid it
alongside her breast, grazing the tender flesh with the back of his hand as he
did. Her slight shiver knotted his gut.
    “Unless I specifically request otherwise, you are to wear
your hair down.”
    “Yes, Hunter.”
    He flicked the tip of her earring with his finger, setting
off a display of dancing lights. They were perfectly faceted, like all the
others he’d given her and those she’d yet to receive. “Where are the rest of
your gifts?”
    “On the dresser in my bedroom. I’ll go get—”
    “No. Stay as you are. Location?”
    “Down the hall, last room on the right.”
    Anxious to conclude his business on the West Coast and
return to her, Hunter had taken the redeye back, leaving no time to change. In
no particular hurry, now that he was here, he took his time removing his coat,
suit jacket and tie, neatly folding and laying them across the back of her
couch. All the while enjoying the way her graceful back tapered into a trim
waist and flared again into a lust-inspiring, heart-shaped ass. That he would
be the first to