Page 137 of Gunner

“Yes,” I answered without hesitation. “But I can make a deal with you.”

“What deal?”

“I can either kill him swiftly or torture him slowly but leave him alive. You choose.”

“That’s no choice at all.”

Ben explained the maze he’d set up on the board, and we spent close to an hour going through it with no new insight.

“I think we should call it a night,” I said. “Maybe looking at it with fresh eyes will help.”

“Every time I close my eyes the case keeps coming back to me.”

“Then let me distract you.”

Ben licked his lips. “What do you have in mind?” I lifted his shirt to show I was naked from the waist down. “Make me hard.”

“No manners, I see.” But he went down on his knees in front of me and grasped my flaccid cock in his hand. Slowly Ben stroked me, coaxing blood to fill me until I was hard.

I lowered my hand to Ben’s mouth and pressed my thumb between his lips. He sucked on the thumb, and my cock grew even more rigid.

“That’s it,” I said with a hiss. “Now release my finger and suck on my cock until I tell you to stop.”

As far as distractions went, Ben on his knees for me was the best. He raised his head, watching me watch him turn me into a slave with just his tongue and lips. He’d gotten better. Much better. The grazes of his teeth were now deliberate, and he slurped loudly just the way I liked, using a lot of spit to slide his lips back and forth.

“Oh fuck,” I cried. “Stop. Stop.”

Reluctantly Ben pulled back. I grabbed his desk for support. I’d almost nutted into his mouth.

“I’ll be right back.” I made a mad dash out of the room and up the stairs. In my haste to get back to Ben, I slipped on a step and stumbled, almost popping my ass.

“What the hell was that?” he asked when I threw the lube onto the desk. He’d ditched the pajama bottoms and was completely naked. He made a hairy body look sexy.

“Almost broke my ass on the stairs.”

“You want it that bad, huh?” Ben teased. “Maybe I should let you fight for it.”

“Don’t. Get your ass on that desk and spread your legs.”

“Haven’t you heard being nice gets you what you want?”

“You didn’t choose to be involved with a nice man.”

Ben stepped back until he bumped against the desk. I followed, cornering him and kissing him. As usual when ourlips touched, he became mine to do with whatever I pleased. So trusting.

Hands on Ben’s thighs, I lifted him and placed him on the desk. He moaned.

“You like that.”

“Yeah. You’re the first man to do that.”

“Lift you?”

“Yes.”

“Just what kind of men have you been sleeping with? No, don’t tell me. All that matters is there’s only me now.”

I took his cock into my hand and stroked him while flirting with his tongue. He bucked into my touch, kissing me back until we were both panting.

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