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startled to realize that she was growing moist between her legs. Damn! She would not have thought that a hand caress could be so erotic!
    She wanted to reciprocate, to make him all hot and bothered in the middle of the movie theater where he could do nothing about it. But Hunter kept his own free hand well out of reach. She searched his face and saw that he was trying not to grin. She thought about jerking her hand away but her treacherous body defied her best intentions.
    By the time Hunter had moved up to the crook of her arm, Amber was completely aroused. She couldn't wait for this stupid movie to be over. Then, suddenly, Hunter dropped her arm back into her own lap without notice. What the hell?
    Flustered, she sat there in frustration before realizing that his hand had slipped onto her thigh. Oh! Was it her turn now? Using both hands, she mimicked his technique, touching him as lightly as she possibly could so that he would feel the same delicious tingle she had. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw that she was having some effect as he sighed deeply and licked his lips.
    By the end of the movie, Amber couldn't wait to leave. Hunter must have felt the same way because as soon as the credits rolled, he stood and tugged on her hand, leading her quickly to the exits with a lot of apologies as they hastily stepped around patrons still seated. They both ran for the Range Rover.
    Amber slid into the passenger seat and waited for Hunter. But instead of getting into the driver's side he climbed into the back.
    “Um. . . what are you doing?” Amber asked.
    Hunter grinned.
    “I don't think I can drive safely right now.”
    Amber gaped at him.
    “I'm not putting on a free show for whoever walks by!”
    Hunter leaned over the front passenger seat. Gently cupping her head in his hands, he began to nibble on her ear.
    “It's dark out and the windows are tinted. You can't see inside,” he whispered, sending shivers up her spine.
    “ If you don't believe me, get out and look.”
    Amber pulled away.
    “Fine!”
    She opened the door and stepped out. Sneaking a look around to see if anyone was paying attention, she walked around the Range Rover to see if she could see Hunter inside. As she tried to peer through the front windshield, she heard a door shut.
    What the hell? She ran over and pulled on the front passenger door handle. The door was locked.
    “ Hey, let me in!”
    Hunter opened the back passenger door.
    “Come and play with me, Gorgeous,” he said, with a giant smirk on his face.
    “ Open the front door, Hunter,” Amber said firmly.
    She stared around with paranoia. What if someone realized what was going on?
    “I'll open it for a kiss. Right here. Right now.”
    Hunter stared at her expectantly.
    “No.”
    Hunter shrugged and slammed the door shut.
    Amber pulled on the handle. It was locked. She tried the driver's side and front passenger side. All locked.
    Amber stared. Was he kidding or what?
    “Hunter, I know you think this is funny. Open the damn door!”
    She tried to peer inside but she couldn't see him. She heard the door opening on the other side and ran over. Before he could shut the door again, she crawled inside.
    “I can't believe you just . . .”
    Hunter cut off her sentence by placing his mouth over hers. He pressed her against the seat so that she could feel how aroused he was.
    “You should not have . . .” she tried again but stopped when he pulled away, lifted her onto his lap, and slid his hands down the back of her jeans.
    She found her backside pressed against the back of the driver's seat.
    The cramped quarters made every movement push one body part against the other. Amber tried to shift but Hunter simply moved with her. His hands found her hair, tugging gently so that her neck was exposed to his exploring tongue. And then he was shifting, twisting their bodies so that she was beneath  him, her head and back supported by the seat. His mouth found hers. He kissed her long and hard.
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