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“This is the library,” he said.
I scanned the room, admiring the lush décor of dark green and mahogany.
He took my arm and gently moved me against the wall, just inside the door. Without any preamble, his lips were on mine. I moaned into his kiss, as fire flared to life in my body.
“Shall we move on?” he asked when he broke away.
What? I was hot and needy, and he wanted to continue the tour.
His eyes held amusement as he held out his hand showing the way out the door. Fine. I exited the room. He took me up the hall and then into another room with only a single door.
“The study.”
“What’s the difference?” I asked. As I looked around, it appeared to be an office, but why not have the office in the library?
“Libraries are places to show off. This is where work is done,” he said.
“Did you grow up in a place like this?” I asked as I walked around the room also filled with books, as well as art.
“No. We always lived in the city. But we do have a house in the Hamptons. I want to take you there, Grace. I’m dying to see you in a bathing suit.” And with that, I was in his arms again, his lips consuming mine until I thought I’d melt into a puddle.
Then, like before, he released me. By the third location, a formal living area, I realized he was torturing me on purpose. I hated and loved it at the same time. I was sure that if we danced once we got back to the ballroom…yes a ballroom in a house…I’d come the minute he took me into his arms.
We were in a hall, away from everyone else. He opened a door and guided me in.
“The powder room,” he said.
For a half-bath, it was huge. There was a long counter vanity with a mirror, a sitting area, and another little room where I imagined the toilet was.
“Very interesting.”
I heard a click and turned to him. His eyes looked wicked as he stood staring at me.
“Did you lock the door?” I asked.
“Yes.”
“Does that mean you’re going to stop teasing me and fuck me?”
Fire flashed in his eyes. “Say that again.”
“Stop teasing me?” I quirked a brow, although I wasn’t sure he could see it behind my mask.
“Fuck me.”
I looked in those sexy, hot eyes. “Fuck me, Hunter.”
He groaned and was wrapping me in his arms and kissing the ever-loving breath out of me in a nanosecond. He ran his hands up my thighs, pushing my dress up as I worked to get his pants undone.
“I so fucking need to be inside you,” he growled as I pushed his pants down. He released me only to put on a condom, and then he lifted me on to the vanity and stepped between my legs. “Ready princess?”
“I’m past ready,” I gripped his waist and pulled him to me, letting out a long, relieved moan as his length slipped inside me, filling me up.
He stilled, holding himself inside me. I looked to him, wondering if something was wrong. His eyes were dark but not worried. They were clouded with desire, and something more. My heart swelled in my chest as love overwhelmed me. I was in love with him. I knew I had been for some time, but I’d pushed it away. But as he held me to him, our bodies joined, there was no doubt that I’d fallen hard for my brooding, gentle man.
With our gazes holding, he began to move, taking his time like we had forever. Everything else slipped away. My job and the investigation. His demons. The party going on outside the door. There was only me and Hunter. I let myself go. Not just my body and pleasure, but my heart and soul as well.
When we were done, he disposed of the condom. “That took the edge off,” he said with a wink.
I laughed. “Can you give me a minute to clean up?”
“Of course. I’ll see you back at the ballroom.” He leaned over and kissed me.
When the door closed behind him, I looked in the mirror and discovered I was smiling like a loon. I washed up and adjusted my mask that was askew from all the kissing, and then headed back to the ballroom area.
Deciding I was thirsty, I headed to the bar set up at one end to get a drink. As I waited, I scanned the area for Hunter. He was standing with his back to me, speaking with a woman all in black like him, except for her blonde hair.
He leaned forward, like he was saying something in her ear. Immediately, I felt jealous of the closeness, but then told myself that it was loud in the room. And the sexy smile on the woman’s face was probably just because he was close. Hunter was the type of man that would make any woman swoon.
