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BUNNIE
"Kinky as f**k," I said aloud.
Oh, but your inner minx loved it, didn't she? a*s in the air, tossed over a huge tree trunk, and s*****d by the sexiest lumberjack around. A lumberjack with the mating manners of a wolf.
He was my new addiction, and his entire being echoed in my brain, making it hard to concentrate on work or anything adult.
The week passed slowly, but Thursday arrived, and Zeke texted me. My p***y pulsed in response to the incoming text sound, anticipating it was him like a Pavlovian dog. He had my lady bits well trained.
‘I'm showered. You ready?’
I could practically hear his baritone bossiness and texted back.
‘I am, but are you going to stop being so mysterious and tell me what this is all about?’
‘We'll discuss over dinner.’
So domineering.
Little di
