Attending to Her Curves by Flora Ferrari

Hunter:

Hunter by name and hunter by nature, I’ve made a fortune in business and I know a good deal when I see one.
When I board a routine flight I see the next big deal with my name on it. And she’s anything but routine.
She’s got eyes that make my body ache for hers, and hips that I know can carry the twins I suddenly feel the urge to put inside her. Its instant animal attraction and I know I have to make her mine, at any cost.
Madison.
It’s all I care about. To begin with. Knowing her name. Having a word to describe the feeling inside me right now. But I want more. Lots more.
And Hunter Levinson is a man who gets what he wants.
She won’t just work for me from now on, she’ll belong to me. I’ll claim her as my own.
I’ll be hers and she’ll be mine.
Forever.

Madison:

A random shift on a private charter is nothing new, but it pays my rent. It gives me and my dad a roof over our heads.
That rent, it gets in the way of so many dreams for so many people, but not people like Hunter Levinson.
He’s a man who knows what he wants.
I’ve been up close with the business elite, but something in Hunter’s eyes tells me it’s more than just pre-flight drinks and a hot towel that he wants.
I don’t understand how millionaire Hunter could ever go for a plain girl like me, but I do know that if he doesn’t touch me, and soon, that I’ll lose my mind.
Something in his voice, in the slightest touch from his strong hands, tells me I’m not just the hired help. Something tells me I’m the hunted, and Hunter Levinson is the man to claim me as his own.
My first. My only.
My Hunter.