Page 25 of The Maid

"Why not?"

"Because of work. I can get fired." And, also, she could not—would not—have a second fling with Gun. Her heart would not be able to handle that.

"No one will know." He quickly responded. "We're good together."

"I don't think..."

"Stop thinking. Live a little," he said. “Look, we’ve had sex twice now. It was fucking awesome and we've been able to work together and hang out since. Sex doesn't have to change things."

"Oh come on, Gun. You know as well as I do, that's bullshit."

"Addie, your body was on fire for me. I'm not being cocky, it's true. I remember everything about it, and I loved making you wild like that. You need me to fuck you, baby. You know you do. I need it too. Stop holding back. I’ll give you as much as you want. You just want sex—fine. Just sex."

When he talked like that her heart thumped and every nerve ending in her body came alive. It was true, her body had been on fire for him when he'd touched her and now it seemed to crave his touch. Just talking about it like this, openly and bluntly, made her wet.

"I'm going to regret this, I just know it. My apartment not yours. You have too many paparazzi following you around."

"Sounds good to me," he said as he made a U-turn toward her apartment.

Last time hadn't been planned. It was two people desperate, angry, and turned on. This time they'd discussed it and as she sat in his car waiting to get to home, her leg bounced up and down and her head swam. Was this a bad idea? Of course, it was a bad idea. But sex with Gunther was sooooo good. How could she say no?

He took her hand and kissed her palm as he drove in silence. His low to the ground car, hugging all the curves and humming quietly in the background, wasn’t enough to quiet down her thumping heart. After each and every finger had been chastely kissed, almost reverently, he stuck her thumb into his mouth and nipped on the pad, then swirled his tongue around and repeated this with each of her fingers. Apparently, her fingers had a direct link to her pussy because the light sting of pain when he bit then soothed it with his tongue was making her throb. Damn, the man knew how to turn her on.

Gun parked and looked around to make sure they hadn’t been followed. When he felt confident that there was no one around, he helped her out, laced his fingers with hers and pulled her hastily into her apartment, as she pointed the way.

She fumbled in her purse for her keys, her hands shook as she slid the key in and opened the door. Once they were inside and the door shut, she thought he was going to attack her. Hell, she wanted to be attacked. That's what they did last time and it had worked. No thinking, just fucking. Now, there was time to process it all and she didn't know exactly how to proceed. Luckily, she didn't have to think too much because he turned around, cupped her face and kissed her.

It wasn't a hungry kiss. It wasn't demanding. It was soft and sweet, and she felt her heartbeat not just with desire but with something else...longing, familiarity, and well...a feeling she put aside for a later time.

"Baby, point me to your room."

"Second door down the hall. First door is the bathroom. My apartment's kind of small, not like—"

"Baby."

She shut her mouth and looked at him, his hands still cradling her face. "No more talking."

She nodded and he pulled her by the hand to her room where he directed her to sit on the bed. He kneeled down and took off her sneakers and pulled off her socks. Then he pulled her up and slid her top off and unhooked her bra. She instinctively covered her bare breasts, but he didn't seem to notice much because he was currently on his knees again, unbuttoning and unzipping her shorts and pulling them down her legs, together with her panties. She stood buck naked in front of him on his knees.

"So, fucking pretty," He groaned as his nose nestled the barely-there splay of hair right above her pussy. Gently he pushed her back on to the bed and spread her legs wide with his shoulders much like last time.

"Gun."

"No more talking, remember. Just feeling. I was too fast last time. I want to take my time tonight."

Too fast? He made her come at least four times and ate her out for what felt like an eternity.

"I didn't eat your pussy enough back then. Never had enough time, we were always sneaking around. I regret that."

She pushed up on her elbows. "And you’re making up for lost time?" she asked, watching him, use his thumb and forefinger to spread her open and blow lightly right on her clit. She fell back down and moaned.

"I am. I also want to do more. I want to do it all with you."

All? What was left. "Oh!" she jumped when his tongue went lower than she expected. "W-w-what are you d-doing?"

"Making sure that this time around, I've tasted all of you. Also, I'm going to fuck your ass at some point, and I want to make sure you're ready for that.? Are you ready for that, Addie?"

"No. Yes. I don't know. I've never done that."

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