Review: Hunter
Rating: 5 out of 5
Date: 01 3, 2014
Hunter is very self conscious, "recognition flitted across his face, and then he was wrapping the towel around his waist. "Get the eff out of here," he roared. One hand went in front of his face, shielding it from her gaze." And well their first meeting was intriguing well to Gretchen anyway, "she's just seen the owner naked. Really naked. Hell, she'd practically ogled his nakedness and taken his measurements. And it had been some damn fine nakedness. The only thing that wasn't perfect was his face." Gretchen, God I loved that girl she just blurts out s***, "your penis!" She called out. "I saw it!" He stopped in his tracks and turned to give her an incredulous look. She stomped after him, nearly losing her balance in a snowdrift. "It's true," she said, struggling to stand upright. "I was snooping and I saw you naked. All of you. Really naked. That's why you won't talk to me, isn't it?" I mean Hunter is like any other red-hot-blooded male and appreciates a fine view, "then Hunter noticed her bent over, her lovely a** flexing as she pulled something out of the oven. He immediately went hard again, longing tearing through him." Sometimes you just got to learn to fight your battle, "with a muttered oath, he grabbed her and spun her around, dragging her a** down to his lap. He pulled his chair in, tucking their legs under the desk, and grabbed the phone. "Hunter Buchanan here." Gretchen wiggled slightly in his lap, keeping quiet. His co** was already hard underneath her a**, and getting harder by the minute." Hunter will do anything for his girl, "Gretchen ran a finer along the edge of the table. "Kind of a shame that this is occupied. I can think of some naughty uses for such a nice, flat surface." Hunter moved past her and, before she could protest, he lowered his arm and raked everything off the table in a loud crash"