Mistress to the Beast

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while sporting a serious hard-on. Just knowing Lila was in the same house with him made his pulse race. Eager for the night to come when he could have her again, Hunter spent most of the day staring into space and rubbing his painfully engorged cock to ease the tension rather than focusing on his project.
    He’d barely touched the food Mrs. Coates had brought in for lunch. What was Lila doing right now? Was she thinking of him? He snorted. Probably not. She was most likely counting the days until she could leave him. Why did that thought cause him pain?
    Glancing at his watch, he noted it was going on five. Normally, he would get so engrossed in what he was doing that a lot of times he didn’t rise from his desk until well into the night. With a frustrated grunt, he shut down his computer. There was no point in sitting here getting eye strain for nothing. Hell, who said he had to wait until dinner to have her again?
    He was horny now!
    If only he knew where the hell she was. Lila wasn’t in her room, nor was she in the game room. Had she managed to leave without notifying him? Pain swelled within his chest. He knew she didn’t care about him, but he could have sworn after last night she wasn’t completely adverse to his touch. He walked into the closest bedroom and was about to press the call button on the intercom, but he saw Mrs. Coates coming down the hallway.
    She inclined her head toward him. “Good afternoon, Mr. Jamison.”
    “Have you seen Miss Saunders?”
    “No. I haven’t see her since she came down for lunch and that was a few hours ago.
    She did mention something about visiting the kennel to see the dogs. I’m sure she’s around here somewhere. If I see her, I’ll let her know you’re looking for her.”

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    He held up his hand. “No. That won’t be necessary. I’ll look for her myself.” The last thing he wanted was to appear too anxious.
    She nodded and looked like she was about to move on but hesitated.
    Hunter raised a brow. “Is there something you wanted to say?”
    “No, Mr. Jamison.”
    Frowning, he wondered what could be on the woman’s mind. In all the time she and her husband had been in his employ, she never gave her feelings away, but in the past couple days, he had the feeling she didn’t quite approve of what was going on. “Are you sure?”
    “Of course.”
    He couldn’t force her to spill whatever was on her mind if she didn’t want to share.
    Continuing on his quest, his anxiety was fast becoming anger. Was she hiding from him?
    He was about to pass the library when movement caught the corner of his eye. Sitting curled up in the far corner of the room with Shadow resting his head on her lap, was Lila.
    She seemed to be engrossed in her book while her hand absently stroked the dog’s sleek coat.
    Deja, his golden bull mastiff, lay at her feet. Usually, he let the dogs roam the house freely as they were both housetrained and caused very little mischief for dogs of their size. But when there were guests in his home, especially of the female persuasion, Hunter kept them locked in their kennel. In his experience, people were squeamish around large animals. Shadow was nearly two hundred pounds and Deja was one twenty-five. They were gentle creatures who wouldn’t hurt a fly, but still intimidating in looks. Hunter had an affinity with them because people often judged them by the way they looked—kind of like him. So it amazed him to see Lila so comfortable with them. She was full of surprises.
    Dear Lord, she was lovely. He’d found himself entranced by her beauty on several occasions, but each time he looked at her Hunter was fascinated how each emotion she experienced seemed to enhance her looks. When she was angry with fire blazing in the dark gold pools of her eyes, she was like an avenging fury. In her highest state of arousal, 56
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    she was a sex goddess beckoning him to enter

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