Mine

“What’s that?”

“Do you get as turned on as I do, when you’re watching me?”

He didn’t respond with words. He did so with his mouth. He took my face into those big hands and consumed me. And I had my answer in the swirl of his tongue and the thick erection pushing against my stomach.

“I’m always watching you, Zola. Always turned on by you. Right now, when you’re out on that stage, when you’re under that camera…” He sucked on my bottom lip. “I’ll be watching you the whole time, wanting you. Needing you. Standing there, trying to hide the fact that my cock is hard as fuck.”

He nipped at my lips.

A knock came at the door. Alexander’s voice came next.

“Come on, Zola. Can you all finish the talk later? It’s time to get you ready.”

“Sure.” Hunter backed away and headed to the door. “We’re done.”

“We’re not done,” I called after him. “Tonight, I want to truly finish this conversation.”

“Oh really?” He glanced over his shoulder as if barely taking me seriously.

“Yes.” I fisted my hands and blurted out what was on my mind. “And we’ll be finishing the conversation with your cock.”

He stumbled a little as he headed to the door. A chuckle came from him. But, in his eyes, there was a promise, and I knew he would oblige. He left me in my dressing area with wet panties and a strong desire for him to stick his finger inside me.

Somehow, I changed into my outfit and put a robe on.

Everyone returned.

His cock was all I could think about as my team finished helping me get ready. I ignored the chatter between Takako and CiCi.

Alexander paced behind me, staring into his phone and mumbling to himself. By now, he’d had Takako put some foundation on that eye. Not too many people had spotted the bruises. I wondered if he’d gotten the black eye from his boyfriend or if Takako had been right about the sexual allegation rumors.

Hunter stood in the dressing area, arms crossed over his chest, still as a statue. My attention kept drifting back to him as two stylists worked on my hair and makeup.

Takako snapped in front of my face. “Girl?”

“Sorry.”

Takako winked and smiled at me for the first time that day. “No worries. I see why you’re looking that way. He’s not bad to look at. If I didn’t love girls so much, I would totally try him.”

“Funny.” I shook my head. Even Hunter had gotten Takako’s panties in a bunch.

My body tingled seeing him standing there, all hard muscles and dressed impeccably.

“All right. We’re done.” Takako edged back so I could get up from the chair.

My other stylists stepped back too.

I took a quick look in the mirror and took off my robe.

Diamonds covered my breasts and the space between my thighs. The rest of the bodysuit was see-through, showing every inch of my flesh.

A loud curse sounded behind me.

I turned that way.

Hunter scowled. “Everyone get out. Give me a minute.”

What happened?

I eyed him as they left. “What’s wrong?”

“You’re pretty much naked.”

“That’s the theme of Trigger’s video. Nudity. Remember the women last night?”

“Not you, though.”

I let out an exasperated breath. “Hunter, I’ve been photographed with less than this on. I’m sorry but news flash, people have seen me naked before.”

He didn’t see the humor in it. His expression remained stern. He didn’t move or say anything as his eyes wandered over my body, stopping on my breasts.

His gaze heated. “I’m not a fan of this outfit.”

I strolled over to him. “I know, but you have to promise to be good.”

“I’m always good.”

“Trigger thinks you broke his three fingers.”

“Trigger should stop whining to you before I remove his tongue.”

“Be nice.” I raised my hands and landed them on his muscular chest.

His eyes darkened as he looked at where I touched him.

“I want to do bad things to your body, Hunter.”

A dark grown left his mouth. “Zola.”

“Yes?”

“I’m trying to take my time with you.”

“I think you’ve taken enough time.”

“Is that right?” In a flash, he cupped my sex. His hands slipped over the bodysuit’s material as he held a soft grip on my pussy. “This is mine and only mine.”

My whole body tensed. I gasped, parting my lips, unable to deal with the reality of what was going on.

“You want this cock? I’ll give it to you, all fucking night.” Over the super thin material, he rubbed his fingers up and down my puckered clit as it lay hungry under the diamonds. “However, I’m not the type of guy you want to play around with, Zuzu.”

My words came out scattered. “I’m not Zuzu anymore.”

“Really?”

“I’m a woman.”

“I know. I see how much you are.”

Alexander knocked hard and called from the other side. “Come on, Zola. We need to go.”

There was an edge to his voice. Usually, I was never distracted and was ready right when he needed me. Since Hunter came around, Alexander had been hurrying me around more and more.