Page 179 of Gunner

I slipped my hands up his chest, feeling him up. I loved his body. He felt so solid beneath.

“Gunner—”

I blinked. “Yeah?”

“I asked how you felt about kids.”

Talk about a boner killer.

“In what way? As in to have them? I don’t know about that.”

Was this going to be a dealbreaker?

“I meant having the baby stay with us from time to time to give Jasper a break.”

I let out a sigh of relief. “That I can do. If you don’t expect me to change any diapers. I’ll do everything else.”

Ben’s pecs danced beneath my hands as he laughed, and my cock grew harder. Fuck it. I whipped away his towel, leaving him naked. His eyes held mine in the mirror, full of amusement.

“What are you doing?” he asked.

“Shh.” I reached over his head and grabbed a new bottle of lube from the shower niche. “Keep talking. Nothing to concern yourself with here.”

“Is that so?”

“Yeah. What were you saying about Jasper?” I lubed up two fingers and slipped them between his cheeks to get him prepped.

Ben’s breath hitched. “Umm, yeah, ah, he’ll have to return to work next week. Dove volunteered to babysit for him. That was sweet—of them,” he managed to say, his voice strained as I teased his entrance.

I pressed my lips to the back of his neck, nipping at his skin and marking him with bruises. Every single one screamedmine, and I wanted to leave them all over his body.

“That sounds like a good plan,” I murmured, pushing my finger inside him slowly.

He moaned. “I think…so too. I offered to help, since I’m now out of a job. Officially handed in my—oh god.”

In the mirror, I saw his eyes roll over as I scraped his prostate.

“You officially handed in what?” I asked.

“My resignation. Gunner, I can’t focus when you do that.”

“Try.” I plunged my fingers deeper, faster, and watching the emotions flickering across his face was everything. Why hadn’t I tried that before?

“The, um, everything’s a big mess.”

I removed my fingers, and he expelled a shaky breath. “How so?” I unbuckled my belt.

“Smoky Vale no longer has a police chief, and the mayor’s involved in the biggest scandal the city has seen that has now made Smoky Vale international news. To avoid the death penalty, Getty has agreed to a plea bargain. He’ll cooperate, handing over files that will lead the Feds to finding the sold babies and to name everyone we might have missed who are responsible.”

“Ah.” I squirted lube onto my dick and spread it along my length. “Do you still want him to die or spend the rest of his life in prison?” I pressed the head of my cock against his entrance and slowly pushed inside. Ben gasped, gripping the edge of the sink.

“What’s that, Ben?” I teased.

“What—do—you think is best?” He panted.

“Either way is fine by me. If you want him to die, he’ll die.”

“Even if he’s in the hands of the Feds?”

---