Hunting The Hunter
He is hungry for her body. She is thirsty for his blood...
Luring them in…
The low sensual beat pulsed across the floor as people danced, wrapped around each other so that their bodies became just one entwined shadow.
Kendall could feel the excited throb of his pulse, hear it as she shimmied a little closer and wrapped her arms around his neck. His hands shifted from her sides to a little lower, one resting dangerously close to her butt. Against her belly, she felt his sex stir and she had to fight to keep the female interest on her face.
Not that she wasn’t excited. She was plenty excited, the heat of the chase on her, ready to culminate. All she had to do was finish him.
She tipped her head back, staring up at his face and using that to shift away from him just a little, forcing a seductive smile onto her lips and watching with hidden amusement as he fell for it, smiling what she assumed was his charming smile as he stroked his hand up and down her back.
All Kendall wanted to do was to take his head between her hands and wrench it until she felt his neck snap. Even the thought of all that hot blood pumping under his skin didn’t arouse her hunger. She suspected he would taste vile. But she wanted him dead, dead and cold in the ground…
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