Page 31 of His Obsession Her Cure
“Turn over, put that ass in the air. We not done.” He growled as he stroked his glistening dick.
“Yes bitch. Assume the position, hands and knees.”
I turned over and got into position, giving Gunner a perfect view of my pussy from this angle. I pushed my hips back against him impatiently trying to get him back inside me.
“Please daddy.”
“I got you baby," he told me as I felt him line up at my entrance and pushed inside, knocking the air out of me.
“Oh shit.” I cried out, gripping the sheets.
I was losing myself in him and that scared me. He pulled out, leaving only the tip in and then slammed back into me.
“Fuck daddy, please don’t stop, yesssss. Shit.” I screamed.
I threw my ass back meeting every thrust, taking him as deep as my body could take. He gripped my hips tightly, each stroke getting me wetter. Gunner brought his hand around me to strum my clit until it was too much. The feeling of another orgasm started in my toes and was currently circling my belly making my insides pulse around Gunner.
“Yes, baby cum on your dick.” He said as he continued to circle my clit with his fingers.
He turned my head to kiss me passionately, both of us fighting for dominance in the kiss. We separated and pushed me flat onto the bed. He grinded into me as deep as I could go, repeatedly hitting my g-spot over and over. His pace increased our moans and grunts bouncing off the walls.
“I'm gonna cum. Fuck daddy.”
“Don’t hold it. Cum for me lil baby.”
Pure euphoria took over me and my orgasm slammed into me, raw and blinding, the pulsing and throbbing of my wallspulled Gunners with it. He groaned against my throat, spilling his warm release into me as his body locked tight, every muscle straining. He collapsed over me, breathing hard, his arms a cage around my waist. For a moment, neither of us moved. Only our heartbeats, thundering together.
“Run again if you want. I’ll always bring you back. You’re mine now, Pepper. Forever.” He said with a hoarse whisper.
“Forever. Just the way I wanted it.” Nyx hummed in my head, dark and satisfied.
Chapter 11
Missy
“Damn, I thought you said you and Gunner were gonna make it official. Cause from what I saw he wasn’t thinkin’ about nobody but Char’s friend. What did she say to you that had you so scared?” My ratchet ass sister Mya asked loud as fuck.
I should have left her ass home. I couldn’t tell her that Gunner had stopped all contact with me two weeks before he left Miami. He had told me the last time he fucked me into a coma that it was the last time. The had been honest and told me not to catch feeling, because he wasn’t looking for love, he was just trying to fuck. But what did my stupid ass do? I fell head over fucking heel, that’s what. Why not though I was everything that Gunner needed in his woman. I was beautiful, smart and could suck peanut butter through a straw.
When I first met him, he was up front about not wanting anything more than an occasional hook up. I thought I could do that shit but the way fucked me like had be feeling like we could be more. You couldn’t fuck someone they way he did and not have feeling for them. I had been working for Aren since college and eventually started working for Gunner and Alestar shortlyafter. For the first year I damn near threw myself at Gunner, but he refused to mix business with pleasure saying that if he fucked me, it would ruin our business relationship, but I after a well-planned bathroom blowjob he gave in. But he never lied to me. He was always up front about how he felt but I found myself constantly pushing for more, spazzing out when I saw him with other bitches or if they called his phone until finally, he ended things saying that I was becoming too clingy.
The only reason I knew they were back in Brookview was because I stalked his social media accounts. The plan was for me to continue working remotely for Aren and help Alestar and Gunner with a few deals until they found someone permanent. Being a developer meant I could work from anywhere but I needed to be close to Aren so I could keep an eye on Gunner. When I saw the picture, he posted of grandmother and cousin last week in their garden, I knew they were back home. So, against my better judgement I packed a bag and hopped on the next thing smokin’ to the Brookview under the guise that I would be of more help in person until they hired a full-time assistant. I just wish I had come alone, but I guess I needed moral support.
“We are. He’s just in denial right now. He told me that he was having doubts and I’m just giving him some time to come to terms with his feelings.”
“Really,” she said, looking at me unbelievingly. “Because he just posted that girl Pepper on his IG page with the caption, #My Light. And from the looks of it she’s sleeping on a bed, looking freshly fucked. I think the only thing he’s coming to terms with is her pussy.”
I grabbed her phone trying to see what the fuck she was talking about. I felt my face turning red as I looked at the picture he had posted of Char’s crazy friend sleeping peacefully. I was heated, this nigga had me fucked up, he didn’t want to date mebut had this fat bitch posted on his page. And motherfuckers was liking the shit, leaving comments about how pretty she was.
Bitch where?
That hoe couldn’t see me on my worst day. Yeah, she was cute in a psycho Bratz doll sort of way but not like me. I was as bad as they came, thick redbone with a slim waist and a fat ass. I had blemish free smooth skin, green eyes and long blond hair, and no, it wasn’t mine but who could tell.
Lace where bitch?
I was every man's dream, just not Gunner’s, I guess. I threw her phone back at her and started to call Gunner again, but it went to voicemail. He was definitely gonna see me and so was she. I just needed to come up with a way to get rid of her.
“Girl, that nigga ain’t checking for your ass you got me all the way down here on a dummy mission.”
