Page 4 of Gunner

“You’re drunk and seeing things,” I tease him. He laughs, and it goes straight to my core.

“I’m not that drunk, darlin’.”

“You seem to be.”

“Need me to prove it to you?” Now, I spin in his arms and look up at the man. He’s an older guy, not one of the younger ones who are here, but that doesn’t take away from his beauty. He’s hot. Scruffy jawline, serious eyes that could pull you in and hold you hostage. Yeah, he’s damn nice to look at.

“How are you going to do that?” Before the words finish leaving my mouth, his lips are crashing into mine. He kisses me like I’ve never been kissed before. His tongue dives into my mouth, and I find myself moaning. Actually moaning! I haven’t been kissed like this in … ever.

His hands wrap around my waist and pull me in closer, and that’s when I feel just how hard he is. His cock pushes against me, hard and ready. He devours my mouth before pulling back and smiling down at me.

“That proof enough?” I can’t speak. So I shake my head. That was nowhere near enough. Whatever he has, I want more of. He chuckles, and then he’s back. His lips are on mine once more, taking what he wants from me, and I gladly offer it up. Wasn’tI just telling Rick I wouldn’t whore myself out, and here I am debating going to bed with this man? No, that’s different. This is different.

“You taste too fuckin’ good on my tongue, sweetheart. I’m wonderin’ what the rest of you tastes like.” His words send a chill running through me, and he can see me shiver. His smile gets bigger as he grabs my hand in his and leads me away from the crowd. I shouldn’t go. I don’t know him, but something inside of me wants to go. It wants this.

“Where are we going?”

“To my room.” I hesitate for only a second. It’s been so long since I’ve had sex. I shouldn’t do this. I should do this. I’m torn, but I let him lead me down the hall and into a bedroom, where he locks the door behind us.

“Can I use the bathroom?” I ask. He nods toward another door, and I walk over quickly and step inside, locking the door. I sigh and look at myself in the mirror. What can it hurt? One night of hot sex. Maybe I need this. I grab the soap and quickly wash myself before grabbing his deodorant and putting some on. I don’t care that I don’t know the man, but shit, I also don’t want to smell horrible.

When I’m satisfied, I walk back out of the bathroom to find him in nothing but his jeans hanging low on his hips. His abs are on display, a full six-pack staring me in the face. Tattoos decorate his body, and I have the urge to touch every one of them.

“They won’t bite.” I jerk my gaze up to his and smile. “Come here,” he calls huskily. I walk over to him, and he quickly pulls my clothes off me, tossing them to the side. When I’m naked, he growls. Actually growls and drags my body against his.

“You smell like me.”

“I used your deodorant,” I blurt out. He chuckles and shakes his head.

“What’s your name, darlin’?”

“Nat.”

“I’m Gunner. You ready for me?” I nod my head just as someone pounds on the door.

“Gunner!” I hear a woman’s voice yell through the door, but he ignores it and leans down, sucking my flesh into his mouth. Fuck he knows what he’s doing with his lips.

The more he does it, the more I press my naked body against his. He groans, and the woman keeps yelling and pounding on the door.

“Should you get that?”

“You want me to?”

“No.”

“Then no.” His lips are back, kisses peppered along my shoulder and down my neck. He leans all the way down and takes my nipple into his mouth, and I swear to god, when he bites down, I cry out.

“Gunner! Damn it,” I hear the woman yell.

“I’m gonna make her watch if she doesn’t shut the hell up,” he growls against me.

“Girlfriend?”

“Ex.”

“Then do it.” He pulls back and looks at me funny, but I just shrug. If it shuts her up, I’m all on board.

“You’re not jokin’.”

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