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Gunnar slapped my thigh in reprimand. "Patience, my love."
I forced myself to stillness, though my pussy ached to be filled. At last, Gunnar thrust into me, one hard stroke burying him to the hilt.
"Yes!" I cried, back arching.
Gunnar chuckled, circling his hips in a slow grind. "So greedy for your master's cock, aren't you?"
"Yes, Sir," I breathed, spreading my legs wide, meeting him thrust for thrust. Gunnar began to move in earnest, pounding into me with rough strokes.
"Don't ever forget who you belong to." He followed that up with a rough possessive kiss.
"Always you."
Gunnar's eyes gleamed with possessive pleasure as he gripped my ass and drilled into my pussy roughly, his pelvis grinding against my clit with every stroke, I was keyed up enough that it didn't take me long to be close to orgasm, begging him to make me come, and for once he didn't tease me for hours. He slipped a hand between us, rubbing my clit as he fucked me harder than ever. We came together in a tangle of limbs, harsh breaths, andbitten-off cries. Gunnar collapsed half on top of me, his weight a comforting pressure.
I nuzzled into the crook of his neck, inhaling the scent of sweat and sex. "We should get ready for the party."
Gunnar grunted. "In a minute. Need cuddles."
We lay there for a time, basking in the afterglow and each other as I ran my hands up and down the muscles of his back. I liked the feeling of his weight on me, holding me in place. Eventually, Gunnar rose and helped me to my feet. My legs wobbled beneath me, still shaky from my orgasm.
Gunnar smirked, clearly pleased with himself, and steered me into the shower. The hot water sluiced over our skin as Gunnar grabbed a washcloth and soap, gently cleaning the traces of our activities from my body.
I sighed, tension leaching from my muscles under the spray. Gunnar pulled me into his arms, one hand drifting down to tease between my legs. I gasped as his fingers found my clit, circling the swollen nub.
"One more," Gunnar purred against my ear. "It's your day, I expect you to come again and again for me, pet."
Heat bloomed in my core, building with each stroke of Gunnar's clever fingers. My hips bucked, chasing the sensation, and then I was tumbling over the edge again with a strangled cry.
Gunnar kissed me, slow and deep, as I came down from the high. "Perfect. Now you're ready."
We finished our shower and dressed for the party, anticipation and nerves swirling in my stomach as I brushed my hair and picked a pretty dress with a sexy low back, thinking about the way he'd guided me through the BDSM party the night before, my breasts bare for all to see. Today, his hand would be in the same place, on my bare back, reminding me of the things he did to me, even when I was fully clothed.
We were late and rushed through the rest of getting ready, then walked the short distance to the bookstore, which Colby had decorated with balloons and a big banner. Through the windows, I could see people gathered, and thought of all the people I'd come to care for over the past year — Jay and his antics, the gruff Luke, who ran a bar outside of town, and Wanda and Daisy, of course. Nori had driven my mother down, I knew, and I was excited to see both of them as well, and to hear Nori's stories about the obnoxious roommate who had taken over my lease.
We entered Tangled Pages to cheers and applause. My friends gathered around, offering hugs and congratulations. There was Nori in the corner, looking immensely uncomfortable as Wanda said something to her. I waved, and she smiled and waved back. My mother rushed up and gave me a hug, as did Colby.
"You did it, Mira. I'm so proud of you," Colby said. His hugs were warm and comfortable and felt like home, and I lingered in his arms for a moment.
"We did it. Together." I blinked back tears, throat tight with emotion. "Thank you. For everything." I stepped back, glancing at Gunnar, who smiled. He was being good today, but he and Colby usually bickered. If my two favorite men could get along, my life would be perfect. But I supposed perfection wasn't everything.
Colby smiled, eyes suspiciously bright, and handed me a microphone. "A few words?"
I took a deep breath and looked out at the crowd. My friends, my family, all here to celebrate this new chapter of my life. My gaze found Gunnar's, full of love and pride, and I smiled.
"A year ago, I came to Hazy Cove for that damn Valentine's Day contest — and what Jay didn't know when he picked me was that I was obsessed with his older brother. It could have been awkward—"
"It was definitely awkward!" Jay interrupted.
"Awkwarder?" I laughed, shaking my head. "But instead, it was amazing. You all took me in, showed me kindness and friendship, and helped me find my way again." I paused, clearing my throat. "Especially Colby and Gunnar. You've become my family, my home. And now Tangled Pages will be my home too. Having a piece of the ownership of this store means so much to me. It's about finding what your real dream is and learning about your true self. And a wise woman once said to me, I learned to let go, let life happen. And to stop worrying about everything." I smiled at Wanda. "Well, mostly."
"I still think you young people are too uptight," Wanda yelled back.
I laughed. "That may be true. Try to organize my romance section any differently, and you'll find out. Anyway, thanks to everyone who has supported me over the past year. I'm thrilled to be a part of Hazy Cove, and I love you all."
The crowd erupted into cheers and applause. I handed the microphone to Colby, pulse racing in anticipation of what came next.
Colby accepted the mic with a grin. "Thank you, Mira. It's been a privilege getting to know you this past year. You've become one of my closest friends." He looked over at Gunnar and inclined his head. "And your boyfriend is… tolerable."
