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the windows and robbed him
of the ability to do anything other than collapse back on the bed and keep
breathing.
    By
the time he could do so without seeing stars, he became aware of Emilia licking
him clean. Having finished her task, she wrapped her arms around his legs and
rested her head on his thigh.
    Hunter
reached down to pat her head, and she snuggled in closer. He’d known she was
submissive, had gotten a further insight into her psyche when he’d read her
responses to the questionnaire he’d sent, but this act, right now, spoke
volumes of how far her submissive nature reached and his heart contracted
painfully.
    There
was no point in fooling himself. This woman had the power to bring him to her
knees. If she rejected his bear…
    Hunter
groaned and threw his arm over his head. No, he wouldn’t allow himself to even
entertain the notion. As though sensing his shifting moods, Emilia tightened
her hold on his legs.
    “Sir?”
she asked.
    Hunter
reached down to wrap his hand in her hair, and Emilia inhaled sharply.
    “You
do realize , you’ve earned yourself a punishment for
this, don’t you?”
    He
could feel her smile in the kisses she trailed up his thigh, and he had to
grin.
    “Yes,
Sir, though I think that would be unfair. I was merely being a good girl and
making sure you were comfortable, Sir .”
    The
intonation she put on the title was pure sass, and Hunter pulled her up by her
hair.
    “You’ll
definitely pay for that, kitten. Now get up here and this time do as you’re
told and go to sleep.”
    Emilia
clambered up him, and he caught her mouth in a bruising kiss that left her
breathless and limp sprawled all over him.
    It
took considerable effort on his part to get them both moved under the covers,
and Emilia snuggled in, yawned, and then wiggled.
    “Damn
it, I have to pee.”
    Hunter
couldn’t help it. He burst out laughing, and Emilia grinned up at him when he
raised himself up on his elbows better to see her. She mock pouted, and a big
bubble of happiness burst in his chest.
    “This
is not funny. How can I sleep, when I have to go? It’s cold out there, dammit,
and I can’t see a thing. Why did you have to turn off all the lights?”
    Hunter
frowned, not wishing to remind her of his reasons. The feel of his scars didn’t
seem to have repulsed her, and his dick hardened slightly as he recalled how
she had used them moments before to get herself off,
but he wasn’t ready to let her see them in all of their ugly glory just yet.
    “I
can see perfectly well, kitten,” he said, and she swatted his chest lightly.
    “Well,
bully for you, Sir, but that doesn’t help me now, does it?”
    Hunter
tapped her nose and dropped his voice.
    “Less
of the attitude, kitten, or I’ll bring that punishment forward to right now.”
    Emilia’s
eyes widened, and she bit her lip. The most delightful
blush heated her cheeks, and she dropped her gaze.
    “Sorry, Sir. I didn’t mean
to be disrespectful, but I really gotta go. And I
can’t believe I’m even telling you this.” She buried her face in her hands, and
Hunter tugged them away and brushed his lips over hers.
    “I
don’t ever want you to be embarrassed in front of me, kitten. And there is a
solution to this predicament. I’ll take you.”
    Her
protest turned into a shriek when he picked her up and carried her through to
the bathroom, and set her down on the loo.
    “There,
I think you’ll manage from now on. I’ll be outside, if you need carrying back.”
    “Don’t
you dare. I’ll find my own way back … err, Sir.”
    Hunter
laughed and made his way back to the bedroom. Little did she know that he could
hear her perfectly well, and his grin deepened when she stumbled along the corridor. His girl had an extensive vocabulary of swear
words, and she was also as blind as a bat in the dark. Just as he was beginning
to think he would have to come and get her after all she appeared in his
bedroom, looking adorably flustered.
    She
climbed back on