Grace’s POV
I woke up with a sharp gasp, my body trembling, burning, my heart slamming against my ribs. My skin felt too tight, like I was going to burst from the heat inside me. I was aching. Wet.
The kind of wet that shouldn’t be possible for a virgin.
I barely had time to process it before the flashes hit; dark, raw, dominant. Hunter.
Not the composed, unreadable Hunter I saw at work. Not the man who sat across from me at dinner last night, quiet and brooding.
This Hunter had been something else entirely…relentless, demanding, dominant in a way that made my thighs tremble even now.
“You’ve been teasing me, sweetheart.” His voice still echoed in my head, deep and commanding, filled with something dark and dangerous.
I gasped, shoving the blankets off, but it didn’t help. I was dr
