Page 11 of Gunner

Over the years, I tried to rationalize that he wasn’t that, because why else would our relationship have ended? I told myself whatever I had to survive a broken heart, even if I understood his reasons. But I can only deny the truth for so long and it looks like that time is up.

I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t secretly hoping for something more than dinner to happen tonight. I haven’t had sex in I don’t know how long and my body is craving the attention. There are only so many smutty romance books you can read before you start to get pent up and become almost feral.

But I don’t want just any man’s attention. I want James’s.

I want his eyes on me and no other woman. I want to rediscover his body and explore every tattoo with my hands and my tongue. I want to be underneath him, praying to him like he is my own personal god, feeling every inch of his cock fill me up like no other man could.

He bites my lower lip, tugging it with his teeth before snapping it free. “Answer me, Lil,” he growls.

“I want you, James.” My voice is choppy as I begin to pant.

Without hesitation, he carries me to my bedroom, closing the door quietly behind us. Then he throws me down on the bed and collapses on top of me, careful not to crush me with his weight.

“There’s no going back after this, Lily.” He sits up, lifting his shirt over his head and throwing it behind him. “You’re mine.”

Feeling bratty, I counter, “I don’t belong to you.” But there’s no bravado behind my words, and he and I both know it.

His hand glides beneath my dress and up the side of my body, leaving sparks in its wake until he cups my breast. “Every moan, every quiver, every fucking breath you take belongs to me now.”

My pulse races when his palm clasps around the front of my throat. It’s not a hard squeeze, just enough to keep me in place and my attention focused on him.

“Your time for stubbornness ended the moment we entered this room. You’re mine, Sunshine. And it’s pointless to fight it.”

I know I can’t, nor do I really want to. So I nod instead and watch as a grin spreads across his mouth.

“That’s my good girl…” He runs the tip of his tongue over my lips and I inhale a sharp breath. “But I wanna hear you say it.”

Before I can respond, I hear fabric tearing as James rips my panties off my body, tossing them aside. I whimper when he swiftly moves down the bed, lifting the hem of my dress and positioning his mouth right above my pussy. His deep inhale, followed by a gust of warm breath against my throbbing lips, sends lightning through my veins.

He bends my knees and plants my feet on the mattress before running the tip of his finger through my slit. “You’re fucking drenched, Sunshine. Fuck,” he groans.

It’s all for him. He’s the only man who could ever get me this wet this fast. “James, I?—”

“Tell me you’re mine, Lil,” he demands as he grips my thighs, pushing them farther apart.

I tremble when his tongue drags up the length of my bare lips, before he spreads me open with his thumbs, exposing my most intimate part. My hips jerk upward when he dips his tongue inside, salaciously moaning as he tastes me. Immediately, my hands find their way into his thick hair, tugging him closer as my mind goes blank. Heat blossoms in my core and my stomach quivers as pleasure floods every cell in my body.

“Tell me you’re mine, Lily,” he repeats with a growl, rolling his tongue around my pulsing clit.

I mewl, needing more of him, needing to be filled by his cock. When I find myself close to the edge as my hips grind against his face, James suddenly backs away, and my orgasm evaporates into the air.

“No! Please! You’re killing me,” I groan.

He smirks when I look at him with desperate eyes, pleading for him to make me come. “I’ll give you what you want…” He leans forward and swipes his tongue between my puffy lips, flicking my clit with the tip. I reach for him, but he deftly moves away before I do. “...when you tell me what I want to hear.” His gaze is fierce and I couldn’t look away if I tried. “You belong to me, Lil. Now, and for the rest of our fucking lives.”

He resumes lapping at my soaked pussy and my eyes roll back with ecstasy. The scruff of his beard against my flesh mixed with the obscene sounds of him devouring me is enough to send me hurtling toward the cliff of my release.

“You taste so fucking good.” He kisses the inside of my thigh. “You want to come, don’t you, baby? I know you do. Your cunt is weeping for a release.” He sucks my clit between his teeth while pumping two fingers in and out of me. “Just give me what I want and you can have it.”

His fingers move faster, curling against my G-spot while he hums against my heated flesh. But then he abruptly stops, whipping his hand back and delivering a sharp smack to my wet pussy.

“Say it,” he grunts and I half sob, inching myself closer to his mouth as his tongue flicks against my aching clit. Pressure builds inside me until it’s almost painful, and I want to come. I desperately need to come.

“James… please! Oh God… please…”

“Fuck, I love it when you beg.” He smacks my pussy again with two hard, rapid taps and my heels dig into the mattress. “Say it, Lil, and I promise I’ll make it all better.” His mouth returns to my body while a third finger enters my core, making me cry out.

I want to say it, yet I’m afraid. I’m scared to have my heart broken again. I know I won’t be able to survive it. But I don’t want the alternative either, continuing to live a life without James, the only man I’ve ever loved. So I choose the lesser of two evils and give us both what we’re longing for.

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