kiss. There went my lipstick. “Love, I’d love to, but we’ll be late.”
“Will you?” he challenged, nipping at my lips. “Or will you just be on time instead of early?”
“Reap and Jandro are waiting—”
“Let them wait.” He squeezed my nipple between his thumb and forefinger, the other hand diving between my legs to spread them apart. “You’re my wife too.”
That statement shouldn’t have the effect on me that it did, a rising swell of heat and pride that had me grinning and arching against the chair back, angling my head for another kiss. I knew it already, but to hear it from him with such a possessive growl was something else entirely.
Gunner’s tongue dove in, claiming my mouth in his little victory as his hand released my breast to settle on the front of my throat. “Stand up,” he ordered.
I rose from the chair, bracing my hands against the vanity while he moved the chair out of the way, then slammed the full length of his body against my backside.
“Gun!” I gasped at the heat of his erection pressing against my ass. My breath was short with his hand on my neck, my pulse firing up with anticipation.
“Fuck, you’re the sexiest little thing,” he groaned, hiking my dress up to my waist. “How do you expect me to control myself around you?” He spanked and groped my ass, grinding his cock against me.
“When did you get so dirty?” I looked at him over my shoulder, catching a rough kiss as he groped my breasts under my dress again.
“Dunno,” he laughed, dragging his teeth along my upper back. “When I was fucking your pretty little ass, maybe. You turned me to the dark side.”
“As bad as your timing is, I like it.” I pressed back against him, rubbing against his jeans in hopes he’d get out of them soon.
“Oh yeah? Let’s see.”
His grip returned to my neck, holding me firmly while his other hand dipped inside my panties. I squirmed and whined, the heel of his palm grinding against my clit while the rest of his hand stroked and teased between my thighs.
“That’s my dirty baby girl.” He removed his hand and delivered a wet slap to my ass. “Nice and soaked for me.”
“Please, Gunner.” I reached back, fumbling for his zipper, only to have both arms held behind my back.
“You want this?” His thrust pressed my thighs against the vanity, rough denim rubbing my ass while his hungry eyes stared at me in the mirror.
“Gun—”
“Or should I make you wait?” He sucked at my earlobe, teeth nipping at me. “Leave you craving me while you’re smiling all pretty for your in-laws, huh?”
“Now,” I squeaked, wriggling in his hold to grind my ass against his length. “Please, I want you now.”
“Fuck yeah. That’s my girl.” He left a wet kiss on my neck, pulling lightly at my skin. “I’m gonna let you go, but keep your hands where they are.”
I nodded, my teeth sinking into my lip as the heat of his hand left my wrists. The sound of his zipper pulling down made me bite harder, a whimper escaping me as his cock fell out and landed on my ass with a soft slap.
“I was gonna bind your hands together with my belt, but damn.” Hard flesh skimmed over my ass as Gunner leaned back and admired the view. “I like seeing you hold together all nice and obedient for me.”
“I can’t stay like this the whole time you fuck me,” I protested.
“Ah, there’s my girl.” His hand came around to hold my jaw. “There’s her fire. Just do the best you can for me, huh?”
He pulled back, letting his length fall down the globes of my ass until it nestled between my legs. Then he pulled my panties aside, thick cock meeting my tender sex.
“Ride me,” he instructed. “Rub yourself on me.”
“Gun, I need you inside me.”
“Not yet, babe. Just ride that pussy over me first.”
I tilted my hips and leaned back, gliding my wetness and sensitive flesh along the top of his shaft. Going forward, I could almost get his head inside me without touching, but not quite. My hand made a slight motion down, just a reflex, and Gunner’s strong grip immediately came around my wrists.
“Nope. None of that baby girl,” he chastised with a soft laugh. “You do as I say, or I do it for you.”
Holding me in place, he did exactly that, gliding his cock back and forth against my sex without penetrating. Wetness