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"Relax, Mira," he murmured, his voice firm.
I swallowed hard, focusing on the deep timbre of his voice as I felt my body adjust to the intrusion. The combination of sensations was intense, but the knowledge that I was giving myself over to Gunnar completely only heightened my arousal. He pulled away and walked to stand in front of me.
"Open your mouth and get my cock wet," he commanded, his eyes dark with lust. As I complied, he wasted no time in shoving his big cock between my lips, telling me to get it wet for my asshole. I sucked eagerly, loving the taste and feel of him, each stroke of my tongue a testament to how deeply I craved this experience.
"Such a good girl," he murmured, his praise making me feel proud, and even more determined to please him. "Your mouth feels incredible, but I can't wait to fuck that tight little ass."
Too soon, Gunnar pulled his cock from my mouth. He grabbed a handful of my hair and guided me to bend over more, leaving my ass exposed and vulnerable to him. My heart raced in anticipation, but I didn't dare move on my own.
"Stay still," he ordered, positioning himself behind me. The head of his cock pressed against my entrance, teasing me with the promise of fulfillment. In this position, the toy inside my pussy was pressed against somewhere delicious, and the one near my clit was rubbing me with every movement, but I was focused on him. I wanted Gunnar inside me.
"Please, Sir," I begged, my voice shaky and desperate. "I need you."
"Good girl," he praised, before shoving his dick into my ass. The sudden invasion of his girth and length took my breath away, but I embraced the stretch and the fullness that came with it.
With the toy in my pussy, the vibrations against my clit, and Gunnar's huge cock in my ass, I couldn't hold back any longer. I came almost immediately, my body convulsing with wave after wave of intense pleasure.
"Fuck, Mira," Gunnar grunted, gripping my hips tightly as he began to thrust into me. Each rough plunge sent sparks ofecstasy through my entire being. I surrendered to the sensation, allowing him to control my body and my pleasure completely.
"More… please, more," I gasped between moans, unable to form coherent thoughts. The only thing that mattered was the primal connection between us, the feeling of being owned and used by him.
"Such a greedy girl, aren't you?" he teased, his pace relentless. He fucked my ass harder, deeper, pushing me further than I ever thought possible. Another wave of orgasmic pleasure made my body convulse.
"Y-yes, Sir," I stammered, barely able to speak through the onslaught of orgasms that continued to rack my body. I knew I'd never be the same again—Gunnar had awakened a part of me I didn't know existed, and there was no going back. The edging, and all the play before this, had gotten me here, and it was fucking worth it.
"Good girl." His breath was hot on my neck as the intensity reached its peak.
Gunnar's thrusts grew more forceful, driving deep into my ass. I felt every ridge of his cock as it filled me up, and the toy in my pussy added another layer of exquisite fullness. My body trembled with pleasure, unable to contain the intensity.
"Fuck, Mira… you feel so good." Each word was punctuated by a forceful thrust. I could sense him getting closer to the edge, and the anticipation fueled my own passion.
"Please, Sir… come for me," I begged, my voice quivering with need.
With one last rough thrust, Gunnar buried himself deep inside my ass, releasing a guttural moan as he came. His warmth flooded me, and I reveled in the sensation of being claimed by him.
As our breathing slowed, he carefully pulled out, leaving me feeling empty and longing for more. He looked at me with a mixture of pride and tenderness before lowering his lips to mine, kissing me deeply.
"Never had a pet as good as you, Mira," he whispered against my mouth, sending shivers down my spine.
"Thank you, Sir," I said, my heart swelling with love and gratitude.
Gunnar helped me off the bench, now slick with our combined juices. With gentle hands, he wrapped me in soft blankets, cocooning me in warmth. It was such tender aftercare, so different from the raw passion we'd just shared.
"Here's your phone, beautiful," he said, pressing it into my hand, then a water bottle. "Drink the water. I'm going to go cook us something delicious. Just relax."
"Thank you, Gunnar." I was warm and happy, touched by his thoughtfulness. My body was still tingling from the intense sensations he'd just given me. The sound of pots and pansin the kitchen drifted through the house as Gunnar prepared something that smelled heavenly. From this angle, I could see him when he moved to the left side of the kitchen, where the stove was. I couldn't help but smile, feeling content and cherished.
A notification popped up on my phone, and I unlocked it to find a new email from my college. The subject line indicated that it was about my deferment. My heart pounded as I opened it, wondering what they would say.
"Dear Ms. Shah, we can only hold your spot in med school for Fall semester for a few more weeks. Please make a decision by the deadline below so that we can open your spot to a student on the waitlist."
I thought I had more time, but I was being forced to make a decision. A choice between the life I'd always planned and the life I'd discovered with Gunnar and Colby and everyone in Hazy Cove.
Tears blurred my vision as the thought of leaving Gunnar, the bookstore, and my new life here weighed heavily on my heart. What was I going to do? The decision felt like a ticking time bomb, threatening to tear apart the life I had come to cherish.
Let go, let life happen. Stop worrying about everything.Wanda's words earlier in the day echoed through my mind, reminding me that maybe he was worth risking everything for.
"Hey," Gunnar's voice cut through my turmoil, pulling my attention back to reality. He stood in the living room doorway, shirtless, his long hair down around his shoulders, his jeans hugging his hips in the most delicious way. "Ready to eat?"
