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Authors: Layla Love
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goal, he had a plan and he knew precisely what he needed to do.
What he hadn’t been expecting was for Callie to be such a looker. Photos didn’t do her justice.
She was that unconventional, surprising type of beautiful that he loved. She had a pretty face with full pouty lips, high cheekbones and intelligent eyes. Shiny shoulder length brunette hair framed her features flawlessly. The dark rimmed glasses she wore made her even sexier – she could make any hot blooded male develop a dirty librarian fantasy.
And those curves! They were to die for. Callie was dressed conservatively in a button up blouse, grey wool skirt and black kitten heel pumps, but it didn’t matter. She would have looked fuckable as hell even if she had been wearing a potato sack. She had a body that was built for taking a pounding, no doubt about it.
Her ass was big and round, straining against the seams of her skirt when she bent over to pick up the book she’d dropped. A peek over the counter confirmed that she had shapely, perfect legs...the kind Hunter fantasized about having wrapped around his waist. And those tits! It looked like she had two big juicy cantaloupes stuffed down the front of her blouse. Yum!
The best part of all was that when Hunter had barged in and startled her, one of the buttons on Callie’s blouse had popped open. She was completely oblivious, but he was getting quite an eyeful of her red lace bra. It was starting to turn him on.
Obviously he hadn’t told her about the button, nor was he going to. No, he was simply going to enjoy the view. He had walked into the library with business on his agenda, but what was wrong with mixing it with a little pleasure?
Callie was a knockout, but that wasn’t going to change a thing. Hunter was still prepared to play hardball with her. He would stop at nothing to get what he wanted. That was what made him so good, so successful and, according to some, so ruthless.
The sexy librarian wasn’t a pushover. She had made that much clear pretty much right from the start. She was going to take some work, but that was okay. Hunter wasn’t afraid of getting his hands dirty. One way or another, he was going to make her bend until he got what he was after.
*****
“Are you going to tell me why we’re here?” Callie asked as she sat down and looked around.
The bar had been getting noisy, so she and Hunter had moved out to the patio after ordering their drinks. It was quiet out there, making it a good place to talk. But Callie had no idea what it was that Hunter wanted to talk to her about. This whole encounter seemed so random and strange.
And she wasn’t sure, but she thought he kept staring at her chest...or was she imagining it?
“I’ve read your work,” he said.
“Huh?”
“Your writing,” he replied. “I’ve read it online.”
The color drained from Callie’s face. “You mean...?”
“Your fan fiction,” he nodded. “What, can’t I peruse internet forums in my free time?”
“But how did you...?”
“Don’t look so surprised. It wasn’t rocket science. It was a bit tricky figuring out who was behind the pseudonym, but I don’t mind playing detective every now and then. You should do a better job of covering your online tracks if you’re concerned with anonymity, by the way. At the very least you should get a separate email address,” he winked.
Callie was speechless. She wrote under a pseudonym for a reason. She viewed writing as her outlet. Her fiction, although completely made up, was like her diary. She had never imagined it would come back to haunt her in her real life.
Maybe she had been a bit careless about covering her tracks, but it was only because she had never in her wildest dreams imagined anyone would care enough to track her true identity down. She was stunned. She felt...well, she felt violated!
“You’ve got quite a following, and you have a way
What he hadn’t been expecting was for Callie to be such a looker. Photos didn’t do her justice.
She was that unconventional, surprising type of beautiful that he loved. She had a pretty face with full pouty lips, high cheekbones and intelligent eyes. Shiny shoulder length brunette hair framed her features flawlessly. The dark rimmed glasses she wore made her even sexier – she could make any hot blooded male develop a dirty librarian fantasy.
And those curves! They were to die for. Callie was dressed conservatively in a button up blouse, grey wool skirt and black kitten heel pumps, but it didn’t matter. She would have looked fuckable as hell even if she had been wearing a potato sack. She had a body that was built for taking a pounding, no doubt about it.
Her ass was big and round, straining against the seams of her skirt when she bent over to pick up the book she’d dropped. A peek over the counter confirmed that she had shapely, perfect legs...the kind Hunter fantasized about having wrapped around his waist. And those tits! It looked like she had two big juicy cantaloupes stuffed down the front of her blouse. Yum!
The best part of all was that when Hunter had barged in and startled her, one of the buttons on Callie’s blouse had popped open. She was completely oblivious, but he was getting quite an eyeful of her red lace bra. It was starting to turn him on.
Obviously he hadn’t told her about the button, nor was he going to. No, he was simply going to enjoy the view. He had walked into the library with business on his agenda, but what was wrong with mixing it with a little pleasure?
Callie was a knockout, but that wasn’t going to change a thing. Hunter was still prepared to play hardball with her. He would stop at nothing to get what he wanted. That was what made him so good, so successful and, according to some, so ruthless.
The sexy librarian wasn’t a pushover. She had made that much clear pretty much right from the start. She was going to take some work, but that was okay. Hunter wasn’t afraid of getting his hands dirty. One way or another, he was going to make her bend until he got what he was after.
*****
“Are you going to tell me why we’re here?” Callie asked as she sat down and looked around.
The bar had been getting noisy, so she and Hunter had moved out to the patio after ordering their drinks. It was quiet out there, making it a good place to talk. But Callie had no idea what it was that Hunter wanted to talk to her about. This whole encounter seemed so random and strange.
And she wasn’t sure, but she thought he kept staring at her chest...or was she imagining it?
“I’ve read your work,” he said.
“Huh?”
“Your writing,” he replied. “I’ve read it online.”
The color drained from Callie’s face. “You mean...?”
“Your fan fiction,” he nodded. “What, can’t I peruse internet forums in my free time?”
“But how did you...?”
“Don’t look so surprised. It wasn’t rocket science. It was a bit tricky figuring out who was behind the pseudonym, but I don’t mind playing detective every now and then. You should do a better job of covering your online tracks if you’re concerned with anonymity, by the way. At the very least you should get a separate email address,” he winked.
Callie was speechless. She wrote under a pseudonym for a reason. She viewed writing as her outlet. Her fiction, although completely made up, was like her diary. She had never imagined it would come back to haunt her in her real life.
Maybe she had been a bit careless about covering her tracks, but it was only because she had never in her wildest dreams imagined anyone would care enough to track her true identity down. She was stunned. She felt...well, she felt violated!
“You’ve got quite a following, and you have a way
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