Page 25 of Gunner

I want to be embarrassed for making a mess, but all I can think about is coming on his hand.

“My little Sunshine likes being spanked, doesn’t she?”

I’m lost to the sensations and forget to reply.

“Hmm, no answer? How about now?” James delivers four alternating smacks, but this time they’re gentler, meant to give me pleasure and not pain.

Wetness seeps from my throbbing pussy and I struggle to hold in my cries. “Yes… I like it.”

I hear him snicker before he glides the tip of his tongue up my spine. “I don’t do this because I want to hurt you, baby. I do it so you’ll learn and know what to do the next time.” He showers my skin with kisses while teasing and torturing my desperate pussy. “You did so good, taking your first punishment for me. Now, I can give you your reward.”

Finally! I feel like I might combust soon.

“Be a good girl and come on my fingers. Then, I’ll fill your tight little cunt with my big dick.” He bends down, scraping my earlobe between his teeth. “And be very fucking quiet when you call out my name.”

I nod, unable to speak.

I’m expecting his thick fingers to move faster inside me, but he surprises me and spanks me over and over again instead. My flesh grows hot to the touch as my skin dampens with a sheen of sweat, and my arousal almost pours out of me.

“God, James…” I cry.

I’m writhing across his lap when he spears his fingers back into my slick center, pumping hard and fast and rough. I know I’ll be sore in the morning, but at this moment I couldn’t care less. My body needs more and I’m not above begging to get it.

“Please,” I whisper. “I need to come.” I’m trying not to sound so needy, but I can’t help it. I’m desperate for release.

“You’re almost there, Sunshine. Now, come for me. Let me feel how wet that sweet pussy gets.” His motions become more forceful against my G-spot while his knuckles brush my pulsing clit. I’m moaning his name when my climax blasts through me, and I bite down on my fist to keep from screaming out.

I can hear how aroused I am from the sloppy sounds my pussy makes as he continues to work my body. But I’m too blissed out, to find a shred of modesty, and spread my thighs farther apart, seeking more of what he’s giving me.

He finally slows down and I collapse over his legs, trying to catch my breath. But my respite is brief when James scoops me up and tosses me onto the mattress. My eyes widen when I watch him reach into my nightstand and select one of my vibrators.

“What’s that for?” I ask nervously.

He doesn’t explain, only barks out another demand. “On your knees, Sunshine. Hands and face on the bed.”

I stare at him for a moment before doing as he says, my round ass on full display. I should feel embarrassed, posed in such a lewd position, but I’ll do anything he wants if he’ll give me another intense orgasm like the one before.

A wisp of cool air sweeps against my soaked core as I tremble, awaiting his next move. I hear him rummaging through something. Then he appears in front of me, holding a silk scarf.

“Now what are you doing?” My nerves are getting the best of me.

He remains quiet, with a devilish smirk on his face, and begins tying the fabric around my wrists, binding them together. I tug at my restraints, my movements restricted, but not to the point that I’m uncomfortable or scared. This man continues to intrigue me, ratcheting my lust higher and higher and making me submit to his will. Then he returns to his place behind me, my ass high in the air, when a dull buzz breaks the silence of the room.

“You look so fucking perfect like this. There is no one more beautiful than you.”

He leans forward, stroking my pussy with his tongue, and I flinch from the unexpected sensation. I’m close to being overstimulated, but I’m dying for more, arching into his mouth when he closes it around my quivering clit. Then he pulls away, replacing his lips with my toy, and I bite down on a pillow, hoping to contain my desperate moans.

God, this is too much. I can’t… I can’t.

I try to twist away from the vibrator, but James swats my swollen ass. “Don’t you fucking move, Lily.”

I’m struggling to remain still, but I know I’ll shatter apart any second. “I can’t…”

“You can and you will. You think I don’t remember what your body can do and how much it can take?”

“I’m not the same,” I whine, my muscles tensing with building pleasure.

“You’re right. You’re not. Everything about you has gotten better, more perfect. Your warm cunt is even more sinful. Trust me to take care of you like I used to. Let go, Lily, and let me make you feel good like only I know how.”

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