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She leaves quickly to get what I asked for. Can anyone just do their job around here? I almost think out loud. A moment later, she returns with an M&P Shield with an EZ slide. I clear the weapon and set it down on the bench along with the magazines.
“Now listen, this first mag, I just want you to grab ahold of the gun and fire anywhere down range. Don’t worry about aiming. Just get used to how the gun feels when it fires.”
I load a mag of six and hand it to her. To my surprise, she puts the magazine in and pulls the slide back, racking a round—albeit awkwardly.
“Have you shot a pistol before?”
“No. But Jase playsCall of Dutyall the time. So I picked up some stuff watching him.”
“Call of Duty.” I huff. “Of course.”
She shrugs. “Was what I did wrong?”
“No, but that’s not the point. People act likeCall of Dutyis real life.”
“Sounds to me like you’re just hating.”
Before I can come up with a witty remark, she lifts the gun and fires. A high-pitched squeal rips from her throat, but to her credit, her grip on the gun never wavers.
“I wasn’t done explaining what to do.” I almost roll my eyes at her.
“Oops.” She grins up at me shyly. “I didn’t realize it was going to be this loud.”
“Lay the weapon back on the bench,” I order.
She puts it down with her lips pursed as she bobs her head up and down as if to say now what?
I close my eyes and take a deep breath.Patience.“Listen, your ability to aim comes from how you grip a pistol.”
Grabbing her hands, I put the gun in her palm, showing her how to hold it correctly. I stand behind her, correcting her posture when she starts to rub her ass into my cock. It springs to life, ready for another round.
“You have to stop that. I can’t concentrate on teaching you if I want to be inside you.”
“What do you mean?” she asks coyly.
I look at her with narrowed eyes and tight lips. “You know exactly what I mean.” I almost hiss.
Rolling her eyes, she looks back down range. “Fine! Be a party pooper.”
She follows my lead well and even fires a few rounds independently after a short lesson. I’m actually impressed with how well she does.
After we try out a few handheld guns, I let her shoot a rifle just for fun.
“I always thought those military rifles would kick more!”
“Yeah, everyone does. Honestly, they are basically glorified .22s.”
“I don’t know what that means. But sure.” She shrugs her shoulders, unimpressed. “Is my shooting satisfactory enough for me to go with you?”
“Not really, but I know I can’t change your mind so it will have to do.” The only reason I’m letting this happen at all is knowing I’ll be there to protect her.
TEAGAN
I’ve never beento a gala fundraiser, so I have no idea what to wear tonight. I should probably be worried about it, but more pressing matters are eating up my thoughts. For one, what I saw on floor fifteen.
I didn’t tell Mason about it, and he didn’t mention anything, so I’m guessing he doesn’t know about my little trip downstairs. That alone is odd. He always seems to know where I am, but somehow, he doesn’t know about my little side visit. Did someone send me there on purpose? Was I supposed to see that prison-like part of the hotel?
Ugh. I just don’t know what to trust or who. Mason is such an enigma. There’s so much mystery surrounding that man, but when I’m with him, I seem to forget it all. When he is close, I feel safe. I just don’t know if I can trust this feeling or if he is a master manipulator. For right now, I’m going to keep my little trip to the fifteenth floor to myself.
