One Dirty Night

“Then that will be a very sad day indeed.” He kissed my cheek with lingering kindness that undid me a little more. “I like you this way. I love knowing you’re dripping for me. That if we stood in this spot any longer, a wet patch would grow beneath you, all because you’re desperate for something only I can give you.”

Everything inside me clenched as he spun me around and pressed me against the booth.

He drove his thigh between my legs again, pinning me, trapping me. “I want to leave this town knowing I was the one to break in the hottest, sexiest, most deviant little creature. That you’re finally open to the kind of relationship you really need…because of me.”

I winced.

I knew he meant it as a joke or even as a compliment, but I couldn’t help thinking that tomorrow—once this was all over and Hunter and his circus had gone, when sunlight replaced starlight and reality replaced dreams—I might wish I’d never done this. Wished I never stepped outside my safe little box because how on earth would I ever fit back into those tight, restricting walls again?

It was a cage I’d finally broken free from.

To climb back in would kill me.

I couldn’t catch a proper breath as Giselle finished scanning what needed to be scanned and handed back my paperwork.

Hunter let me go, and I tucked the paper into my bag. Nerves bolted down my spine. Butterflies winged through my veins. “Is that…is that everything?”

Was there nothing else?

Nothing to delay or stall this from happening?

Oh God…I’m really doing this.

“Just one more form.” Giselle flashed her boss a grin. “And then, you’re all his.”

Hunter groaned beside me. “Don’t say such things. I’m hard enough as it is.”

My cheeks pinked, unused to people being so blatant with their appetites.

Giselle just giggled as if she was well used to her boss and his dirty mouth.

“What is it?” I swallowed hard.

Giselle smiled gently and picked up a pen. “A few more questions and you’re all set.”

“Okay.” I kept my eyes on hers, refusing to pay attention to Hunter as he captured a lock of my hair again, spinning it, tugging it, keeping my body highly aware of his.

“You’re clear of all STDs, so you’re permitted to have unprotected sex within our big top. However, please do not feel like you have to. Whatever partner you choose has the right to wear a condom or for you to ask him to wear one at your discretion.”

“And if you were wondering…” Hunter bent closer, breathing hot, minty breath into my ear. “I’m not wearing one. I want you bare. I want my cum leaking out of you so you remember who you belong to as you walk home later.”

Good God, this man.

I was in way over my head.

I’d drowned the moment I saw him earlier today swinging that stupid sledgehammer.

I froze.

I’m about to get my wish.

I’d wanted to know what he looked like naked.

And…he’s about to show me.

He’s about to stick his cock inside me.

About to come with no protection and—