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Do I? I should, really should, but I can't if he stops now I may just self-combust. His touch feels too good. If this is what punishment by him is going to be like, then maybe I can handle it. He already touched me once and made me fall apart. What's the harm in allowing him to again?
"I need an answer," he demands, pinching my clit.
"No, no, don't stop. Please," I beg, placing my hands on either side of the sink to hold myself up.
"You asked for it." He places a soft kiss on my neck before unbuttoning my jeans and shoving them down to my ankles. He left my thong in place, or so I thought. With a quick yank, he tears my thong right off and in the reflection of the mirror, I catch him shove it into the pocket of his jeans.
"I guess I'm not getting that back," I mumble, rolling my eyes.
Either the remark or my eye roll earns me a slap on my ass cheek. The sting bites but it turns me on. I push back in an effort to ask for more. Gunner answers my unasked question and gives me three slaps before soothing each cheek. "I love seeing you red with my marks. Bend forward," he commands, placing his palm in the center of my back and guiding me forward.
I do as he says but keep my eyes on him in the mirror. Gunner skips all pretense of foreplay and has himself lined up with my cunt. I can feel the tip of his dick playing with my entrance. I was wet before but now I'm getting soaked. He isn't going to need any sort of lube, no my cunt is ready for him. "Please, Gunner," I beg, clenching the sink tighter. "I need you to fuck me." My eyes are burning with lust as he meets my look.
His answer is to shove his dick straight into me. He's big and the pain is worth the pleasure that follows as he begins fuck me at a fast pace. Each movement forces the sink into my stomach but I can barely feel it. All I feel is the stretch from him and the pleasure I'm chasing. My orgasm is coming fast and I know it won't take me long to teeter over the edge. It looks like Gunner knows it too as he grasps my waist tighter with his left hand holding me still and wraps my hair around his right, yanking my head back until my airway starts to cut off. He leans further over me and forces me to open my mouth as he creates a drip of spit for me to swallow. It's dirty and gross, but also possessive and hot as fuck. He's never done something like that, none of them have but it turned me on even more.
"You are mine, Skylar," he growls. "Say it."
I shake my head as much as I can in disagreement before he tightens his grip. "Say it, or you don't get to come," Gunner demands.
"No one owns me," I choke out with a cry. I want to come, so damn badly, but I won't give in to him on this. I won't let someone own me.
"I own you, Skylar. You are mine and mine alone. This body is mine," he growls, his hand gripping my waist tightening. "Your cunt is mine." He slams into me and pulls me back out almost completely. The move makes me cry out. My orgasm is right there. Just a few more strokes from him and I'd fall right over the edge. "You belong to me!" Each word was enunciated with a thrust. On the last word, he held still, spilling his seed into me.
"Gunner," I groan, feeling used and unsatisfied. He lets go of my hair and takes a half-step back from me.
"I told you, Demon Queen, you don't get to come unless you say you're mine. You didn't, so you didn't get to come." He shrugs, a mask back in place hiding his emotions on his face. Not even his eyes give anything away.
I really thought we were past that, but clearly, we are back to step one again. Fuck, I shouldn't have fallen for that. "Fuck you," I seethe, spinning around and lifting my jeans back up and fastening them in place. "You were just playing a game the whole damn time."
"Skylar," Gunner mumbles, shaking his head and stepping back into my personal space. His hand comes up and wraps around my neck softly in a touching move. "No, this isn't a game. You are mine. I'm not letting you go ever again. But until you can say those words, you won't get an orgasm out of me. I want you completely. I plan to show the world that you belong to me once more."
"Why?" I snarl, anger taking over from the rejection of my orgasm. It wasn't right. It wasn't fair. I wanted to come. I let him fuck me. I deserved to come.
"I lost you once. I won't let that happen again. You lied to us back then." I feel his hand clench just a bit tighter around my neck before he loosens it again. "You left us. Left the men you claimed to love. Without a word. We deserved to know what was happening. We deserved to know the truth." He takes a deep breath and closes his eyes before resting his forehead against my own. "I got you back now. I know the truth, but I'm still pissed. I meant what I said about you paying up, but I also can't let you go again. If someone else touches you, I'll kill them myself."
"You can't say things like that," I murmur, tears coming to my eyes. "If I let you back in, you can't hurt me."
"Hurt you?" he laughs darkly. "Woman, you hurt us. You had us wrapped around your fingers and then you left us, taking our hearts with you. You think I'm going to hurt you? You deserve all the hurt I have in store for you, but I promise there will be pleasure along with it. Can you handle that?"
Can I?
Without knowing what sort of hurt he has in mind, I'm not sure if I can answer him. Sure, he said there would be pleasure along with the pain, but does that even it out?
"I need an answer, Demon Queen," he demands. "Can you handle that?"
"I..." I stutter looking at him. "What sort of pain?"
"Only what you can handle. I promise," he answers, his eyes shining with a hint of mischievousness.
This is a bad idea. He knows it. I know it. "Yes," I whisper, closing my eyes and willing myself to trust him. I've had a taste of him. Twice. I crave him, I want him, he knows that. Just to experience pleasure with him again is worth the risk of getting hurt. I did it to them. It's only fair if he hurts me in turn. I'm sure my team would have an earful for me if they knew I wanted to be with Gunner. To each their own I guess now.
"Good girl," he smiles, placing a soft kiss on my forehead. "Get yourself cleaned up and I'll meet you back out there."
He's gone before I can say a word. Leaving me standing in the middle of the bathroom with his cum running down my legs. Once the door shuts completely, I drop to my knees and let the tears flow. I shouldn't have let him fuck me in the women's bathroom. I shouldn't have agreed to let him have me again. Distance. That's what I should have kept between us but I went and fucked that right up. This is exactly what Knox and the others were worried about if I came back here.
"Fuck," I shout on a sob. "Damnit! I shouldn't have done that." I slap my fist against the bathroom floor. Giving myself a few more seconds to cry before I pull myself together. I've already been gone too long. If I don't get back soon I'm sure Valentina is going to start looking for me.
With a sigh, I rise to my feet and walk into the stall once again to grab some toilet paper. Quickly, I clean up the cum leaking out of me and flush it before heading to the sink to wash my hands for the second time in five minutes. After drying them, I wet a paper towel and begin cleaning the makeup around my eyes to hide what took place. I don't want anyone to suspect a thing. It's already going to be hard enough to explain my extended absence.
