Temptation (The Hunted, #1)

by Ivy Smoak

"I went for a walk in the rain with a stranger I met at a coffee shop."

Miss Taylor, I hate to think that you make walking around in the middle of the night a habit. But if you find yourself alone in the rain again, please do not hesitate to call me if you feel you are in need of an escort. - J. H. 152-726-0133

I found myself wishing I could unhinge his belt.

It was hunger and anger.

"I can't seem to stop thinking about you,"

His kiss was full of passion, passion that he had been holding back just as much as I had. He pressed his body against mine and lightly pushed me so that my back was on the cold, wet steel of the car. He leaned into me. The contrast of the heat from his body and the coolness of the car sent a spark through me. I had never wanted someone so badly before. I let my hands wander beneath the back of his hoodie. His skin was so soft.

Professor Hunter had an air of danger around him. He was intriguing because he terrified me.

But more often than not, if you choose to let them in, they'll inspire you in more ways than you can possibly imagine."

I wasn't a good girl. I was bad.

"Then punish me,

I wanted him. I needed him inside me.

I wanted him so deep inside of me.

"You're going to want to scream," he whispered. "But don't make a sound."

licking his fingers that had been inside of me. God was he sexy.

His pre cum was salty and delicious.

Before I realized it, I was no longer giving him head. He was in total control, fucking my mouth. And I loved every mind-blowing second of it.

"I like being punished,"

He left me naked and alone in his office, more addicted to him than ever.

"When we're together, I can assure you that I don't see anyone else in the room. You always have my undivided attention."

"I think I know exactly what you want. Because you like a little danger. You liked having Jerrod's eyes on you when you were seconds away from coming. You like breaking the rules and the idea of getting caught turns you on even more. And right now all you want is my dick so deep inside of you that you scream." My heart was pounding.

"But I have no intention of giving you what you want. At least, not yet."

"Don't pretend for a second that you don't get excited by the idea of someone catching me deep inside of you."

I liked it rough and he knew it.

"I like piña coladas and getting caught in the rain. And the feel of the ocean and the taste of champagne."

"Or maybe you'd prefer that I fuck you with my fingers?"

Oh my God, is he going to cum on me?

"Sit down, or I'll make you sit down."

I wanted him. I needed him inside of me, filling me, claiming my body.

liked when he was rough with me. I loved when he fucked me.

Brownies were second only to condoms on my list of favorite things that come in foil.