Page 42 of Painless
I raised my head an inch off the mat, the only distance I needed to press my lips to his. He shut up instantly, returning the kiss with all the warmth and sweetness I had come to know from him. His hands loosened around my wrists and I seized the opportunity to dig my fingers into his beautiful golden locks.
It was the perfect first kiss, a complete do-over from the harrowing moment I was pretending to be his slave. No one was around to threaten or rush us through this, our lives weren’t in danger. At least, not right now. That moment would surely come again, but right now it was just me and the man whose smile captured me from the first moment I saw him.
“I don’t recommend doing that with an attacker.” His lips, swollen from my kiss, curved amusedly as he looked down at me.
“Hm. I’ll remember that.” Grabbing the edges of his cut, I rested my head back down on the floor and pulled him down closer.
“Baby girl. Mari...” Gunner’s moans were soft and breathy as I peppered kisses under his jaw, trailing down his throat.
“Yes?” I nipped his Adam’s apple.
He grinned sheepishly. “I was going to wait until I brought you home tonight before doing this.”
“Too bad.” I pushed his hair aside and sucked at the crook of his neck. “I want you now.”
He let out a heavy groan, running his hands down my sides. I felt him, thick and pulsing against my core already.
“Right here? Where it’s fucking dirty?”
“You can still clean me off at your place tonight,” I reminded him, grazing my teeth along his earlobe.
“You don’t have to keep convincing me,” he chuckled, slipping a hand under my shirt.
His mouth returned to mine, tongue and lips caressing as he inched my shirt up over my bra. While we parted so I could take it off, his lips fell to my ribs and belly.
“You looked fucking amazing last night with them.” His breath was warm on my skin, kisses shooting pleasure to every nook and cranny of my body. “So beautiful and sexy.”
“It didn’t bother you, seeing that?” This might not have been the best moment to ask, but I had to know.
He paused, lips hovering over my bellybutton as he looked up at me. “It only bothered me that I couldn’t touch you.” His mouth returned to mine, tongue diving in hungrily. “I couldn’t stand it any longer.” His words against my lips became a growl, one hand hurriedly undoing his belt buckle and zipper. “I had to make you mine. I couldn’t last another fucking minute without calling youmygirl.”
“But sharing me with them?” I wrapped my arms around his neck, lifting my hips so he could pull my jeans and panties away. “You’re truly, honestly okay with that? Because I’m theirs just as much as I’m yours. That’s not going to go away, Gun.”
“I don’t fucking care.” He wrapped an arm around my back and hauled me up, unhooking my bra swiftly and pulling it off me.
“Gunner? Ohh…”
He laid me back tenderly on the mat, one hand still supporting my back while the other worked some kind of magic spell between my legs. Two long fingers pressed inside me, the other three somehow teasing my clit from all angles outside. His thumb stroked over the top, while his index and pinky pressed on either side of my pussy. Or at least that was my best guess, it felt so fucking good it was disorienting.
“Reaper was right,” he rasped, watching my hips buck from his come-hither motion inside me. “We all just want to make you happy. They know how. I’m gonna try my damn hardest to do the same, baby girl.”
“You already do,” I gasped, the pleasure hitting me hard. “Oh, fuck!” My orgasm crested without warning, seizing up around his hand.
Gunner’s skillful fingers stroked me through, riding the wave of my release and then the aftershocks before withdrawing, leaving me empty. He barely had to move into a position for sex, I was already climbing him.
“I won’t let you doubt me.” He kissed my throat, pulling my hair back gently to expose more of my neck. “I’ll never give you a reason to question how I feel again.”
“I never did.” I pressed my forehead to his, locking my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. “Gunner, I never doubted how you felt. You’ve always been there for me. When you pulled away, you thought you were protecting yourself. It’s me that should be making promises.” I cupped his cheek, my vision swimming with his large blue eyes, and our lips a hair’s breadth away from each other.
“I promise I’ll make time for you. I’ll never intentionally hurt you. I won’t ever make you feel like less than them. Whether I had them or not, I still wanted you. I always did. Gunner, please understand that I’m not adding you to a collection. I want you because you’reyou.”
“I know, baby girl.” He returned my back to the mat with utmost care, shifting his weight between my legs.
“So don’t ever doubtme.” My lips trembled as I spoke. “Because that won’t ever change.”
“Mari...”
Together we let out a mutual gasp as he slid into me, slick and effortless, like we were made to fit each other.
