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Chapter Twenty-Six

Vanessa

Vanessa paced the living room. Hunter had texted twenty minutes ago and said he’d be back in ten minutes. Any delay like this could mean so many things. What if he’d been followed and attacked? What if he’d been shot or caught by the cops? It wasn’t even the day of the big sting yet, and she was already freaking out. If she made it through tomorrow, it would be a miracle.

There was a click in the lock, but before the door opened, Hunter called out, “It’s me.”

Her heart leapt at the sound and she dashed over to the door. She wanted to yank it open and jump into his arms, but they had to be more careful than that. She picked up her gun and pointed it at the door. The door opened slowly and when she saw Hunter’s face and that he was alone, she put the gun back down.

He closed the door and they met in a strong embrace.

“Where were you?” she asked.

“Getting these.” He brought out the hand behind his back and presented her with a bouquet of bright flowers. “I know it’s not much, but I was hoping it would brighten the day a bit.”

“Thank you.” She smelled the flowers and turned them in her hands to see all of them. “They’re beautiful.”

“Not compared to you, but they’re nice.”

She kissed him and took them into the kitchen to find a vase. “Everything go okay, then?”

“All set.” Hunter stood in the doorway of the kitchen, watching her. “We got the room bugged and recorded my confession. Now I just need to get him to confess to hiring someone to kill you and we got it.”

“Right. Piece of cake,” she said sarcastically.

“It will be. Don’t worry about this. Getting Jeremy to talk will be easy. Like I said before, he thinks I have more to lose than he does, so he’ll never suspect a thing. He has no reason not to discuss the full details with me.”

Vanessa wrapped her arms around his neck. “It better be easy, and you better be perfectly safe. I don’t know what I’ll do if anything happens to you.”

“The only thing that will happen to me is getting Jeremy to confess so we can lock him up for life.”

She pressed her lips to his in a hard kiss. She didn’t want to waste any more time tonight talking. This could be their last night together. Though it made her sick to think that way, she wanted to make the most of it.

“Opal okay?” he asked, pausing their kissing to whisper in her ear.

“Safe and sound. Didn’t want to be away from us, but she’s okay.”

“Good.”

She pressed her lips back to his and he seemed to understand that she was done talking. Maybe he was, too. Tonight, there was fire between them. None of the soft and slow love making like they’d had the other night. This was wild and passionate.

Vanessa’s desire for him was so strong, and her love and need for him threatened to make her heart burst. She clung to him tight, not wanting to let him get even an inch away from her.

Their kissing grew rougher, and she realized they might not even make it to the bedroom. Hunter’s hands moved all over her, possessing her. Like he was touching every inch of her in case he wouldn’t get to again for a long time.

He picked her up and set her on the kitchen counter. She squeezed her legs around his waist. He had on far too many clothes for her taste. She ripped off his shirt and yanked the zipper of his jeans open, then pushed down his pants. Hunter pulled her shirt off and unzipped her jeans. In one move, he lifted her and pulled down her pants. The jeans and panties hit the floor in a soft thump beside his.

He pulled her forward, her ass sliding on the counter in her sweat. He was deep inside her with one hard movement. Vanessa moaned loudly, but he wasn’t deep enough. She pulled him closer, digging her nails into his back, bending her legs to keep him in.

He slammed against her hard and from this angle, he was able to move faster than usual. It was more like a fast dance with him standing there, thrusting his hips forward. Every time he moved toward her, she moved toward him so they came together in a slap of damp skin and groaning.

Vanessa pulled herself up on him and tugged at his hair as she bit his neck. He took a fistful of her hair and bit her earlobe. She came hard and a second later, he came, too.

Hunter pounded in a few more times, then stopped. But when she met his eyes, he was still hungry with desire.

“Not enough,” he said.

He pulled out from her and picked her up. Her bare feet hit the floor and he spun her. Pushing her forward and down until her cheek rested against the warm spot on the counter where her ass had been moments before., Hunter smacked her ass and the vibration of it sent a shiver through her. She wanted him again as much as he wanted her.

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