Page 106 of Silver Linings

“Something black?”

“Nope.” She popped the word out of her mouth and bit down on her lower lip.

“Are you being naughty, baby? Are you trying to trick me? Maybe you’re not wearing anything under that shirt of mine.”

She giggled.

“Tell me, Lil,” he growled.

“You were right. I’m not wearing anything. My skin feels like it’s on fire, Gunner, and yet freezing at the same time.”

“Is that water running for the tub?” he asked.

“Yes.”

“Get in, Lil.”

“Give me one second to grab my earbuds. I’d hate to have my phone slip into the water.”

Gunner laughed as she made her way out to the dresser and popped one bud into her ear, leaving the other one out in order to hear Sage. Setting her phone next to the sink, she slipped her body into the bath, hissing at the warmth that immediately enveloped her body.

“All set?” he asked as her breath hitched again.

“Yes,” she whispered.

“Good. Close your eyes and slide your hand down your body, Lil. Imagine I’m there, nipping at your ear. Sucking your nipple into my warm, wet mouth while your hips writhe beneath me, begging my cock to take away the ache building in your core.”

“Gunner,” Lily closed her eyes as her fingers circled her clit. “God, I wish it was you touching me right now. I wish I was touching you.”

“I am touching you, beautiful. Can’t you feel me? My fingers are traveling across your collarbone, where my teeth stop to take a nip of the delicate skin. They’re moving across your chest, teasing those beautiful rosy nipples of yours. When they’ve had their fill of that, they’ll slip down your belly, down into that perfect pussy…”

Holy fu–

“Now, tell me what you feel like,” he commanded.

“Can you not remember? Did you also hit your head today?” she teased.

“I will never forget the way you feel wrapped around me, Lil. I just want to hear you say the words.” His voice was tight with restraint.

“I’m soft. A little like velvet. But warm. And wet. So wet, Gunner, and it’s not from the bath.”

“Slide two fingers inside yourself, Lil. Imagine it’s me, thrusting into your pussy. I’m so fucking hard for you, baby. I was made for your warm heat. It’s mine.”

She moaned as her fingers slipped inside herself.

“Oh, god. Gunner!”

“That pussy is mine, baby. It’s just for me.” She waited for more instructions, but he sat silent for a moment. “Tell me it’s mine, Lily. That you were made for me. That you’ll always be just for me.”

“I’m yours. Every inch of me is only for you. Always, and forever, Gunner. It’s always been yours.”

Shit, she was so close. Her fingers curled and found the spot where a thousand nerve endings came together. Her hips bucked as she pressed in, running her fingers over her slick velvet walls.

“I’m there, oh shit. I’m so close.”

“Good girl. Come now. I want to hear you scream my name across the phone before Stone comes back in here and catches us.”

The fear of someone overhearing what they were doing made the fire burning inside her belly turn into an inferno, molten honey-like tendrils of pleasure coursing through her body as her orgasm took hold. There was some distant part of her mind that was still acutely aware of Mae and Hawk, so instead of screaming his name like her orgasm was telling her to do, she moaned. All the fear, the stress, and worry she’d been carrying since those horrible people showed up to take their baby away was released from her body.

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