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Hunter pulled away so he could look me in the eye, eagerly awaiting my answer. It didn’t take long for my worries to wash away with just one look into his darkening eyes.

“Have your way with me, Hunter, but I have three conditions.” I held up three fingers between us.

“You know I love your rules, Trouble.” He winked.

Yeah, he loved to break them.

“When we get out of here, I want takeout, a foot massage, and if we get caught, you can’t let me get fired.” I counted on each finger.

Hunter broke out in a laugh, his voice raspy when he was finally able to speak. “And here I thought you were going to make this hard on me.”

A devilish grin curled along my lips. “Oh, Hunter, I think you underestimate me.” Standing on my tip toes, I reached for his bottom lip, pulling it between my teeth as I filled my palm with his already hard cock under his slacks. “Gonna whisk me away to your fancy little owner’s suite or what?” I whispered against his lips.

“You bet your ass I am.” He reached around the back of my thighs, drawing me up into his arms.

Before I could get another word out, he’d already opened the door, locking it behind us.

In the corner was a small counter with a wet bar. Hunter sat me on the countertop and took my lips in a desperate kiss as if he’d been waiting to do so all day.

It was clear he was acting out a fantasy that I wasn’t sure if he’d ever done before.

Pulling my lips away from his, he whimpered at the disconnect.

“Have you ever done this before? Brought anyone up here?” The words came out so fast that I hadn’t realized how desperate I sounded.

“Would it make you jealous if that were the case?”

“I mean … obviously.” I rolled my eyes.

“Don’t worry. I’ve never brought anyone up here before. You’re my first.” He ran his thumb along my bottom lip.

My stomach filled with butterflies knowing there was still a chance this man had firsts he was willing to hand over to me.

“Well, in that case, play out your workplace fantasy, Mr. Wolfe.” I rubbed my heel along the back of his thigh.

“Let’s take these off. Rest your feet for a few.” He pulled off each black heel one at a time, dropping them to the floor.

“Anything else you want me to take off?”

“Pants. Top. Leave the lingerie on. I know whatever the hell you’re wearing under there will bring me to my knees.”

God, I sure hope so.

Hunter stepped back, watching me as I slipped off my clothes. I smirked knowing he would absolutely melt when he caught a glimpse of the deep red set that matched the color of my hair.

Lifting my hips, I pulled down my trousers until he stepped forward to help slide them down my legs. Once they joined my heels on the floor, I added my blouse to the pile.

Hunter’s caramel gaze darkened as his fingers traced along the cleavage spilling from my bra.

“Fuck, Andi,” he growled.

“What comes next in this fantasy of yours?” I leaned back, spreading my legs as I soaked up every glance and tick of his jaw as he drank me in.

“My fantasy doesn’t even come close to what you look like right now. I could literally fall apart just looking at you.”

“Yeah?” I ran my finger over one of my piercings. “You think you can come just by looking at me?”

Hunter scoffed, his hand roaming over his jaw. His eyes were glued to my fingers as they lowered, playing with the lace on my thong.