7 Days of Seduction

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Author: Jenna Jaxon
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she closed her eyes and slid her hands over her breasts. Almost time to get down to business.
    The bathroom door opened and closed. Her hands froze.
    "Damn it, Sam. Why is it every time I take a shower you have to pee? Couldn't you just hold it for once? Or pee in a cup, for God's sake?"
    "I'm not Sam. And I don't have to pee."
    Ashley's eyes popped open and the bottle of body wash hit the tub with a loud thunk . The husky voice she'd heard on yesterday's video and in this morning's dream was richer in person. Sexier. Her heart took off like a deer after a shotgun blast. She peered at the shower door, seeing only a shadowy figure through the opaque glass. Well thank, God, for that. He couldn't see her either.
    "Hello? Are you there, Ash?" The amusement in his tone brought her back to earth.
    "Yeah, I'm here. And just who the hell are you?"
    "I'm Hunter Hopewell. Sorry we didn't really get introduced the other night."
    "No shit." Damn. The all-important name meant nothing. The spray from the shower roared in her ears and Ashley took a step toward the shower door.
    "So who are you? I mean, you say Hunter Hopewell, but I don't know you. And you know me."
    "Yes, I do. I've never met you, but I've been interested in you for a while now."
    Despite the hot water, chills raced over her body, standing her hair on end. Oh, my God. A stalker. I've attracted a stalker . And I'm shut in a bathroom with him. Suddenly, she couldn't breathe.
    "You work over in English at the university." He knew where she worked. "And I've seen you around the campus." He'd been watching her.
    She wrapped her arms around her chest, shielding her body as best she could. Maybe Sam would come in.
    "You're a beautiful girl, Ashley. With lots of potential."
    Potential for what? Needing to breathe or pass out, she gasped in air.
    "I think you should leave." Where the balls came from to utter that sentence, she had no idea.
    "Why?" His voice rose an octave.
    "Because you're scaring the crap out of me."
    He laughed, deep and genuine. "Well, I didn't mean to do that."
    Through the frosted glass, she glimpsed movement, though she couldn't see exactly what he was doing. Was he leaving? A stab of regret streaked through her chest.
    The shower door moved. Ashley screamed and backpedaled until she slammed into the wall beneath the still pulsing showerhead. She watched, unable to move, as Hunter shoved his big, naked frame through the opening then slid the door closed.
    "Hi." He grinned, revealing perfect white teeth.
    "H...hi." Ash gasped, trying to see all of him at once. He filled the stall with his wide shoulders and chest. That mat of dark hair she'd run her hands through on the video now so up close and personal. She flexed her fingers, itching to repeat that scene.
    Though she tried to stop, her gaze strayed over tight abs, then lowered to his hips, and finally to his thatch of dark, crinkly hair and his jutting cock. There was a lot of it.
    "Still scared?"
    Ashley shot her gaze back up to his face. His grin had been replaced with a confident smile. She nodded. "I don't know you. And you've been stalking me."
    He shook his head. "Not stalking, Ash. I've just been watching you, gauging the best way to introduce myself."
    "Don't you think walking up and saying, ‘Hi, Ashley, my name's Hunter,' in my office or at a party would have been better than coming in and screwing me when I was drunk?"
    "Not better. Boring." He lowered his eyelids and a gleam in their deep blue depths shot electricity through her. "I don't like boring, and I bet you don't either. Not with the reputation your parties have." He snaked his hand behind her head and pulled her away from the wall. She resisted, but only a little.
    "Besides," Hunter spoke in a low, soothing tone, all the while mesmerizing her with that gleam. Sliding his other hand around her waist, he urged her breasts against his chest. "When I walked in and saw you kneeling there naked, giving that guy head, I had to have you. Just

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