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My heart jumped to my throat. “I’ll stay.”
Chapter 11
Hallie
I shut the door, locking the deadbolt as I watched my mom pull away from the curb. Iris was already nearly asleep by the time she climbed into my mom’s car. And as much as I wanted her to stay, it was easier to let her spend one more night with my mom than to try and dig out the bedding for her room, which had been misplaced somewhere in the midst of the move.
“So…” Gunner’s voice began from behind me, my thighs squeezing at the realization we were finally alone.
“So…” I echoed, turning around to drink him in. His hair was a mess, and the white T-shirt he had on had dust stains across the front from some of boxes and furniture he had moved. He was leaning on the old doorframe, the muscles in his arms taught. “Are you hungry or anything? We can order takeout.”
His lips twitched into a smile. “Hmm… Well…”
Butterflies erupted in the pit of my stomach as he dropped his arm and headed toward me, lust illuminating his eyes. “I see youarehungry,” I shrieked as he lifted me off the ground. I wrapped my legs around his waist, already feeling his erection pressing against my crotch.
“Very fucking hungry,” he growled in my ear as he squeezed my ass. My pussy grew wet as he climbed the stairs, doing it with an ease that just turned me on that much more. His boots thudded across the old floors, walking along the hallway until he came to the master suite. Pushing the door open with his foot, we stepped into my new bedroom, the king-size bed currently bare.
“I really need to find my bedding,” I mumbled, causing Gunner to pause as he walked to the edge.
“I’m about to give you the best sex of your life, and you’re worried about the fucking sheets?” The hints of gold in his eyes twinkled as he tossed me to the mattress,
I bit my lip as I gazed up at him, my breath hitching with excitement. “Make me forget then.”
A dark chuckle left his lips as he bent down, his large hands landing on my thighs. He pulled me toward him and went for the button on my jeans, unsnapping it in one swift motion. His hands were warm against my skin as he peeled my skinny jeans down my hips, thighs, and calves.
“I never get tired of undressing you,” he murmured, tossing my jeans to the floor and going for my shirt. He pulled it over my head, pausing to roll his eyes over my exposed body.
My fingers trembled with excitement as I unsnapped the front hook on my bra, letting my breasts fall free. He grunted in satisfaction, and then stripped my panties off. There was something about lying there, completely exposed, while he was fully dressed that turned me on. Goosebumps ran along my legs as he tugged his shirt off, exposing his chiseled chest and tattoos. Some of them were familiar from years ago, and others were brand new.
“Like what you see?” Gunner teased me in a husky voice, peeling off his jeans and boxer briefs. His cock bounced free, the head already glistening with precum.
I nodded up at him, the tension rising between us. “Come get me, Gunner.”
“You meanfuckyou,” he growled, grabbing my ankles and dragging me to the edge of the bed. A sharp breath escaped my lips as he situated his legs over his shoulders, bringing my sopping wet pussy right to his face. My body tensed with anticipation as I waited for his mouth to make contact.
Gunner leaned to the left, placing a soft kiss on the inside of my thigh. He sucked my skin into his mouth, and I cried out at the sharp pain, my pussy aching in response. I knew he had left a mark, and it only turned me on more. He kissed the place he had just bruised before leaning over and kissing my other thigh, though he didn’t leave a hickey there. His lips made their way to my center, and my body quivered the moment he made it to my clit. His tongue circled it before sucking it into his mouth.
“Ohfuck,” I moaned out, my hands scrambling down my body, pausing to palm my breasts. I pinched my nipples between my fingers, glancing down to see him watching my movements.
“Keep doing that, baby,” he ordered before running his tongue between the slit in my legs. I cried out as the sensation heightened, my pussy aching for his penetration. As if he knew exactly what I needed, he pressed two fingers inside of me, working back in rhythm with his tongue. My breathing picked up as my hips rocked against his face and hand, building my orgasm. My grip on my nipples tightened one last time, squeezing them flat as I finally reached climax, my core rippling as moisture oozed from my opening.
“Gunner…” My head tilted back as my eyes closed, ecstasy rolling through my body. My breaths were ragged even as I came down from the high, Gunner’s tongue licking me clean of all moisture. He stood to his feet, leaning over to take my mouth with his. I tasted traces of myself as our tongues danced for a few long, intense seconds. His erection tickled my entrance as he finally leaned away. His lips slightly parted as his cock throbbed between my legs.
“Tell me what I want to hear, Hallie,” he demanded, fixing my legs straight up in the air. “Now.”
“I want you to fuck me,” I panted, a new jolt of arousal searing through my body. “I want you to fuck me so hard… And then cum all over me.”
His expression darkened as he situated himself. “You’re such a bad girl.”
I bit my lip as he pressed the tip of his cock between the swollen lips of my pussy, the feeling of his girth enough to stretch me to my limits. I had never known anything other than Gunner when I had moved to San Francisco and had been more than disappointed when I had finally slept with someone else.
“You feel so fuckin’ wet and tight.” His chest rose sharply as he pressed into me further. “I just wanna destroy this little pussy.”
I whimpered in response as he pulled out and then shoved himself all the way back in, his full length making me squirm. I grabbed for his chest, but he caught my wrists with one of his powerful hands, holding them together in an iron grip. My breasts were pressed against each other, squeezed by my arms as he picked up his pace. Slamming into my body, he grunted with the effort, and I locked my gaze with his as the chaos of our sex christened the new house.
“You’re the best I’ve ever felt.” The words left my lips as sweat beaded up across my forehead.
His expression flashed with emotion, but it was too brief for me to read. He pounded into me over and over, his grunts shifting to groans as he got closer to the edge. His grip stiffened around my wrists, and I cried out as he pounded into me. His abdomen flexed as he quickly jerked his cock out of me, spraying his release all over my stomach and tits.
