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accepted his soothing kiss. Hunter’s hand was still on me, his fingers working slowly, making my brain fuzzy. I swear, if it had been the middle of the night, I’d have thought I’d had a drink or two.
    “Hunter, I do want you, but I just need some space.”
    He slowly slid his hand out and brought his fingers underneath his nose, inhaling. I felt my insides clench at the sight.
    “I love the smell of you, Grace. Delicious.”
    Holy crap!
    “I don’t want to freak you out, Hunter. But I have issues with guys like you.”
    “Guys like me?”
    “You know, handsome and available.”
    He laughed. “Okay, Grace. What issues?”
    I covered my face with my hands, “I just get attached too fast.”
    “I want you attached to me in any and every way,” he winked, lowering himself to my neck, nibbling on my earlobe and doing those funny things with his tongue that made every cell in my body contract before breaking out into a happy dance.
    “Hunter, I’m serious.” But my words weren’t convincing him or me.
    I felt his finger dip inside me again and I couldn’t help but close my eyes.
    “Yes, this is very serious. We have a pretty wet situation here, and I don’t like to start a job without finishing it.”
    My hips moved to the rhythm of his pumping finger. It felt so good—too good. I couldn’t stop.
    “I don’t want to scare you off.”
    “Do you see me running, Grace?” he asked as his lips traced my jawline and lowered to my neck. I leaned my head to the side, opening myself to him ever further.
    By now his fingers were working me in and out while his thumb ventured higher to my clit, rubbing there in excruciatingly delightful circles. His warm and tantalizing breath was back at my ear as he said, “I want to make you come, Grace. That’s all.”
    Oh!
    “No obligations. Just my fingers inside you and your pussy in my mouth. I want you to relax and then I’ll let you go.”
    I felt my lungs constrict and panties dampen at the suggestion of what he wanted to do to me. And here? In a parking garage where anyone could catch us?
    Hunter didn’t wait for my reply. I didn’t think there’d be enough space in this car, but he sure found a way to get to me. He lifted my legs onto his shoulders, and before I knew it my pants were off my hips and legs. With his guiding hands all over me, I curled my ass upward, yielding to his every adjustment of my body until my now bare feet touched the velvety ceiling and my swollen mound was in his mouth, above me.
    Holy Mother of All Saints!
    I closed my eyes, concentrating on the pull of his tongue and the tight suction of his mouth. There was no way I could say no to this anymore, or stop him. I didn’t want to stop him. His tongue probed at my opening until his fingers once again filled the space and he returned to the most sensitive part of my body. The sound of my heavy breath and moans mixed with his soft slurps, and the fingers pumping my wetness out of me were beginning to drive me to the point of no return. It wouldn’t take long. As much as I wanted this to last, I couldn’t hold on. His ambush in this car and that mouth on my flesh were too divine, firing up my need to be released from deep inside my core. I felt it on that tip, wavering there as the pressure swelled when I tried to hold on for a few more seconds. I didn’t want to let go, not yet. But that was like asking a dormant volcano not to erupt after a thousand years of silence. The explosion tore through my body as the hot orgasm spilled and spasmed through me, shaking me and relieving me at the same time, making all those stupid dares and bets with Emma over the past year non-consequential. And the same way a volcano couldn’t stop, neither could I. Hunter sucked and flicked until I could no longer physically take it. Gently pushing at his head, I savored each aftershock as my legs slowly lowered to the seat and Hunter dressed me back up.
    My limbs were spent, and when the reality of what

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