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"New York's elite?" She laughed.

And my smile just grew. "Or you can wear exactly what you're wearing. And we can go to a comedy club that I love in East Village. We can walk through Central Park and we can eat at the Tavern on the Green before the show."

She folded the dress and put it back in the box. "I think I'd like to go to the comedy club."

I definitely wanted to see her in that dress at some point. But her skipping the fancy evening gave us a lot more time just the two of us. I should have known she’d do the unexpected. I grabbed her waist and pulled her against me. "God I love you."

She laughed as she looked up at me. "Was that a quiz, Professor Hunter?"

"No. I would have been happy doing either thing. I've just never met anyone who'd choose option two." Yes, she’d look amazing in the dress. But I preferred her in nothing at all.

"And you're happy that I did?"

"Yes." My hands slid to her ass. "Besides, now we have more time for other things."

"You do realize that we came to a hotel with no luggage? And we're probably not staying the night."

Exactly.I unbuttoned and unzipped her pants as I kissed the side of her neck. "Your point is?"

"The people at the front desk probably think we're having an affair."

I bet they do.I let go of her waist and sat down on the edge of the bed. I hooked my index fingers in the belt loops of her jeans and pulled her closer. I pushed her sweater up a few inches and kissed her stomach. "Well, if they already think so..." I kissed her a little lower. I looked up at her and raised my eyebrow, daring her to make the next move.

But she just stared at me, suddenly shy. Like she was waiting for me to give her the green light to become the little seductress I knew she was. I leaned back and pulled my shirt off by the nape of the neck.

She bit her lip as she stared at me. She knew exactly what I wanted.

I was daring her to strip for me. All this talk about cages and sex clubs had gotten to me. But I didn’t need to go to Mason’s sex club. Because I had my own private show with the sexiest girl in the city.

Do it, baby.I could already feel myself getting hard.Strip for me.

Devoured - Chapter 23

Monday

Penny’s eyes trailed down my abs. And I was pretty sure she understood what I wanted now, because she slowly pulled off her sweater.

Yeah, this look was better than any dress. I was glad that the lingerie I’d gotten her hugged her tits so perfectly. I forced myself to stay still. All I wanted to do was bury my face between her tits, but I wanted her to keep stripping for me. I liked watching her go from shy to bold.

Her cheeks flushed under my gaze. She pushed her jeans down over her hips and let them fall down her legs.

I swallowed hard. No dancing. No music. But it was the fucking sexiest strip tease I’d ever seen.

She reached behind her back and unhooked her bra.

Fuck yes.The material fell to the floor but my eyes were glued to her. Her nipples hardened. She was as turned on from this as I was.

She hooked her fingers under the lace of her thong.

I couldn’t wait any longer. I leaned forward and pulled her thong down myself. My hands glided over her firm ass and down the back of her thighs. I breathed in the alluring scent of her. Fuck, I wanted to taste her. I was suddenly starving.

She laughed as I pulled her down on top of me.

I kissed the base of her neck and rolled over on top of her. "Besides, I promised you an orgasm." I got off the bed and knelt beside it. "I'm a man of my word." I wound my hands around her knees and pulled her ass to the end of the bed.

Fuck, she was already glistening. I spread her thighs wider and kissed the inside of her knee.

"Insatiable," I whispered against her thigh.