Page 87 of Gunner

“Because I’ve been single a lot. In fact, never really been steady with anyone.”

Ben’s eyes went wide. “Not once? Then why do you think this will work? You’re not the relationship type.”

“It’s not that.” I took the towel I’d been using to dry my hair and wrapped it around my waist. “There was someone. The same someone for decades, but we were private, couldn’t be seen together. That sort of shit.”

The Adam’s apple in Ben’s throat bobbed. “How’d that be different from us?”

“The difference is you wouldn’t be fucking anyone else behind my back and stringing me along for years.”

“He did that?”

“Yeah.”And he did it to you too.

“What a fucking asshole.”

“I think he fell in love with the other guy and didn’t know how to choose.”

“That’s no excuse to cheat on someone.”

I smiled. “I know you’d think that. What about you? Any serious relationship?”

Even though I already knew, I wanted to hear about his relationship from his perspective.

“A couple,” he said with a frown. “The last one was a bit confusing. I guess you can say it’s made me wary of who I sleep with.”

“How so?”

“I swore he was into me one minute, and the next minute he was distant. He had no intention of coming out or making our relationship known publicly, so I broke it off.”

“You did?”

“I deserved better.” Ben nailed me with a stare, his chin lifted in challenge. “I don’t know if that’s you, but I’ll tell you this now. Fuck around on me, and I won’t be nice Ben, so don’t think I’m a pushover.”

Wow, he’d never used such forceful words. I stared at Ben for a full five seconds, then burst out laughing. “Are you tempting me to see that side of you?”

“Just try me.” Ben shoved me in the chest. Damn. I loved his aggressive side.

I grabbed his arm and pulled him toward the bed. “Come here. Let me fuck you with your uniform on. That’d be hot as fuck.”

“You like me in uniform?” Ben smirked.

“It makes you look tough, so naturally, I want to hear you moan and scream and beg.”

Ben groaned. “I should go home and change, and I’m not fond of you fucking me on a bed where you must have fucked several people.”

“Then let me forget them all, Ben.” I sat on the bed and spread my towel. Staring at him, I stroked my cock. “Take your shoes off.”

“We’re not done talking,” he grumbled but bent to unlace and remove his shoes.

“Your socks too. You have nice feet.”

Pink tinted Ben’s face. He straightened. “What now?”

“Remove your belt and straddle me.”

“You sure you can handle it?”

“Prove me wrong.” Ben lowered himself onto my lap with his knees braced on either side of me. His weight felt good. I took hold of his generous ass and squeezed. “Hmm. Perfect.”

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