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“There you are.” I heard a woman’s voice. Her head of blond hair poked through the door. My eyebrow cocked up, as I pulled away from Jeremy.
“Nina,” Jeremy growled as he released me, walking towards her.
“Who the fuck is she?” Nina pushed the office door completely open.
“Don’t you worry about who the fuck I am, bitch! Who the fuck are you?” I started to charge her, and then Jeremy was between us- holding us each an arm’s length apart. He could only hold us off for so long. Hunter then came rushing to the office.
“Nicole.” Hunter looked pissed, fists clenched, jaw set and his testosterone flaring.
“Hunter.” I immediately stopped what I was doing; the high quickly wore off me.
“Yes, thank you, please come get your bitch; I just caught her all over my man!” Wait, my man? Who the hell does this bitch think she is? My head snapped back in that, “oh no, she didn’t” position.
“Shut the fuck up, you cunt!” I yelled back at her, ready to fucking rip her tits off and shove them down her throat.
Just as I was mere inches from grabbing her, I was picked up and thrown over Hunter’s shoulder. Jesus Christ, I have fucking legs, people.
“Put me down!” I pounded on Hunter’s back as he walked me to the locker room. Once in there, he tossed me onto the black leather couch that sat along the sidewall. Gross, this was where my nephew was conceived. I immediately shot off the couch.
“What the fuck, Nicole!” Hunter yelled at me, running his hands over his head while he paced the room.
“What?” I yelled back at him.
“Are you fucking him?” Hunter stopped in his tracks, his arm motioning over to the door.
“What! Are you fucking kidding me?” I saw Hunter’s muscles bulge under his tight V-neck shirt. His neck was growing red. God, he looked hot when he was pissed.
“You heard me, are you and Jeremy fucking? Because if you are…”
“No.” I threw my hands on my hips.
“Then why are you in his office, alone with him? And that chick saying that shit? Do you know how that shit looks?” Hunter glared me down.
“I know it doesn’t look good. He wanted to talk about Derrick giving me E tonight. He was pissed. We do have a long history. We damn near grew up together. I was at Roxy’s house almost every day when we were kids. I had a lot of seriously fucked up shit going on growing up and it came to a head before I went to college and Jeremy helped me. He saved my life in more ways than one. And, before you even ask it, no, we are not, and nor have we ever fucked!” I didn’t realize how riled up I was getting. My feet had brought me right up in Hunter’s face. His death stare bore into my eyes; we were so close that we could have had a damn eyelash war.
Before I knew it, Hunter grabbed me by the waist, hoisting me up. I wrapped my legs around his solid torso; our lips were hungry for one another. He turned us around so my back was against the wall. He groaned into my mouth. My nails dug into his scalp and shoulders. One of his hands braced himself on the wall above my head. I squeezed my thighs tighter- holding onto him. Hunter ripped his mouth away from mine.
“If I ever,” He slammed his hips into mine, making me feel his hard cock against my center. Hunter pulled away.
“Find you with him,” He pumped his pelvis into mine. I gasped as he pushed the air out of my lungs. His hand on my ass drifted over the crotch of my leotard, Hunter’s fingers pushing the thin fabric aside.
“And if I find out that his fucking hands have been on you,” Another thrust, they were getting hard, God, it hurt, but felt so fucking good. He inserted two fingers into my eager pussy.
“I’ll fucking kill him.” He ground his body into mine. Rubbing the part of his jeans that covered his zipper onto my now throbbing cunt. I could feel myself growing wetter. I dropped my head back on the wall, closing my eyes and letting my mouth fall open. His thumb
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