by Zoey Parker
“Relax,” he said in a joking tone. “It’s nothing bad. Just think about what happened in the car. It’s more like that.”
“Oh really?” I asked. “And what makes you so sure I’m that type of girl?” I teased him in an effort to cover up how nervous I was really becoming.
Instead of answering, Gunner pulled open the double doors leading to his bedroom. He stood aside as I walked in before him, letting him pull the solid wooden doors closed behind us. The room was warmly lit with a few amber lights in the walls. The fixtures were covered so that the light went up and out along the walls instead of shining directly out into the room. In the middle of the far wall was a California king-size bed with dark curtains hanging around it.
“You let me touch you in the car and didn’t fight it,” he finally answered my question in a commanding tone as he approached me from behind.
“I did, didn’t I?” I moaned as I leaned against his firm muscular body.
“You did, and I want to do it again.” His large hands roamed all over my body, gliding up my sides, over my breasts, and down my stomach.
“Yes, please,” I heard myself saying. “Do it again, Gunner.” I pressed my ass against his hips and felt his erection growing hard behind me. He did want me as much as his eyes had told me he did back at the club.
“First,” he said, pushing me away from him. “First, I want you to strip for me.”
“While you watch?” I asked.
“Yes, while I watch,” he answered as if it had been one of the most ridiculous questions he’d ever been asked.
“Okay.” I turned around and dropped my purse onto the floor in front of the bed.
He grabbed a black metal folding chair and opened it in front of me, sitting down to watch me while I pulled off my clothes.
I was torn between trying to maintain my professionalism and wanting to do anything this commanding, seductive man asked of me. I was in too deep, though, to stop. I had to keep going, which was exactly what I wanted to do.
I slid my feet out of my shoes. After I slid my heels behind me, I took one foot and placed it right between his legs in the chair, pressing against his rock hard desire. I felt him with my toes. I felt him surge under my touch. I also felt myself growing wetter with desire for him.
It would be a blessing, I thought, to get out of my clothes and let him take me on that large bed, where I would be spending the night, no doubt.
His dark brown eyes probed my body as I stood there before him. I felt his gaze like hands running along the lines of my feminine contours.
I pulled my foot back and slowly pulled one shoulder strap down over my arm. I let it drop a little, pulling the front of my dress down to show him the curve of my breast and the fair skin leading down to my bra, hiding my soft pink nipple from him. I could feel the anticipation in his gaze, and I felt that same anticipation growing between my legs.
I let the other shoulder strap drop and held my breasts as I slid the dress down past my red lace bra. I slid the black fabric down to slowly reveal my soft flat stomach to him, still aware of his eyes on my skin.
Then I let the dress fall to the floor from my hips, revealing the red lace panties he’d pressed his thick fingers against in the backseat of his car. I put a hand behind my back and unclasped my bra. I slid the straps off of my shoulders and let the lacy red fabric fall to the floor, revealing my perky breasts and nipples to him.
With his stare pressing hard against my skin, I cupped my curved flesh and gave my breasts and gentle squeeze, letting him see my fingers as they wrapped around my nipples and pulled on them gently for him. I bit my lower lip and moaned, squeezing my legs together as I did.
Gunner nodded down at my underwear to encourage me to take them off.
I reached down and hooked my thumbs around the waist of my panties and pushed the front down to show him the trimmed red hair above my slit before sliding them down over my ass and along my legs, eventually letting them fall down around my feet. I lifted my foot again, holding my panties out to him. I dropped them in his lap.
He stood up from the chair as he ran a hand up my leg. His soft skin and firm touch sent thrills throughout my body. He grabbed me by my waist and backed me up to the bed, pushing me until I fell back onto the soft mattress.
I slid back so that my head was on one of the pillows at the head of the bed, and I watched a smirk spread across his face as I did. I soon discovered what the smirk was for. There were leather straps and cuffs on the bed posts. He moved to clasp my ankles and wrists into the cuffs, spreading me open on my back for him.
I felt my desire grow more intense, realizing I couldn’t move, and I was completely at his mercy. No, Gunner was nothing like my other marks before him. Gunner wasn’t afraid to take charge in bed, while the others usually wanted me to have all the power, which often got me out of having to actually sleep with people. I just had to use my body.
Now, Gunner was about to use my body, and I couldn’t have wanted it more.
“Now you’re mine,” he said behind a devilish smile. “Tell me, Sierra, is this how you imagined tonight going?”
“No, not at all,” I said, trying to sound nervous for him. My body tingled with excitement.
He ran a hand along my leg as he walked down to the foot of the bed, where he slowly stripped off his clothes for me.
First, he dropped his suit jacket to the floor. Then, he took off his tie and wrapped it around one of his hands before unbuttoning his shirt. My excitement grew again, mainly because I was curious about what he planned on doing with that tie. He pulled his shirt out of the waist of his pants and let it fall to the floor behind him, revealing his muscular chest and abs to me.
I closed my hands in their restraints. My fingers wanted to run along the contours of his muscles and feel his skin pulled firmly over them.
He undid his belt and opened his pants, letting them and his boxers fall to the floor next. He stood before me naked from head to toe. My eyes followed the lines of his muscles down to his erection. God, he was massive.
“You don’t have as much to say now, do you?” he taunted me as he walked back around to the head of the bed.
“Maybe if you give me something to talk about,” I taunted right back, playing into his little game, hoping it would make him harder.
“Oh, I’ll give you more to do with that mouth than just talk,” he threatened. He unrolled the tie from his hand and wrapped it around my eyes, blindfolding me with it. I couldn’t see anything. The light in the room was even so low that none of it crept around the tie.
I jumped as he tied a knot behind my head and pulled the blindfold tight against my eyes.
I was far from a virgin. This was definitely not my first time in bed with someone, but it was the first time I had ever been tied down so that I couldn’t move, and the first time I had been blindfolded. Gunner’s depraved criminal reputation made me nervous about not being able to move or see what was going on, but the desire I saw in his eyes and on his body excited me and made me incredibly wet.
“Teach me a lesson,” I urged him. “I need to be taught about running my mouth.”
He didn’t say anything, but I felt the bed sag from his weight between my legs. I heard something that sounded like chains, and then my ankles were being lifted, and the cuffs were being reattached to different points. He was lifting my legs and spreading them wider.
Then, those manly lips that commanded mine when we kissed were touching the delicate folds of skin between my legs. I sucked my breath in between my teeth and pulled against the restraints on my wrists.
His tongue pressed against me and spread me open, inserting itself between my wet lower lips. It ran up my slit and over my clitoris, driving surges of pleasure through my body. I tilted my head against the pillow and arched my back.
His hands were on my legs, running up along my thighs. His palms and fingers felt large enough to wrap around me completely. Not being able to see him made his touch so intense.
I reeled from the feel of his skin against mine.
He sucked at the tender flesh between my legs, tasting me and pulling me into his mouth. I moaned and licked my lips. Again, this wasn’t my first rodeo, but damn, he was good.
I gasped when he pulled his mouth away from me. His lips and tongue left a vacuum where they had been. Then, his lips gently grazed the inside of one of my raised thighs. My body quivered.
“Please, Gunner,” I begged. I didn’t know what I was begging for. I just wanted him to touch me down there again in some way. The absence of his touch was almost painful.
“I like a woman who uses her manners,” he said cunningly above my stomach. I felt his warm breath over my skin.
His lips kissed me just below my belly button, then he kissed me again, reaching higher each time. My skin rippled with pleasure and desire so intense I knew I would just explode when he went to slide into me.
I felt his weight shift on the bed as he moved his hands beside me.
He kissed me between my breasts. I could feel so much. I felt his chest against my stomach. I felt his sides pushing against my legs, spreading them further apart. His weight came down between my legs, pressing against the front of my slit, teasing me with the promise of more.
His lips found one of my hardening nipples and encircled it. His tongue flicked the tip and sucked on it, pulling it into his mouth. Bright white-hot pleasure shot through my body.
“Yes, Gunner. Please. I want you so bad right now,” I pleaded with him.
A firm hand gripped my other breast and gave it a squeeze. His hand covered me completely. He pressed his thumb against my nipple, pinching it gently between his thumb and forefinger. The slight added pain made me arch my back again and cry out.
His lips were on my neck now, then on my chin. His teeth grazed my skin as his fingers pushed my blindfold back. His weight pushed my body down into the soft silk sheets as he pressed his head against my tight lips.
Our mouths met again. Our tongues wrestled for dominance between us as we kissed passionately, deeply.
I moaned as he pushed into me, spreading me open around his thick shaft. I tried to pull my head back, but he put a hand around behind my neck and held me in place to continue kissing me. I continued moaning into his mouth as he slid deeper into me. I could feel every inch of him pass through my entrance.
He stretched me around him. I could feel him straining inside of me as he grew harder after entering me. He pushed all the way into me and pulled back, and again, rocking his hips against my open legs.
I was no stranger to using sex to get what I wanted, but I had never been spread open for someone to use this way before. It made everything so visceral, so intense. I panted as his thrusts pushed my body against the lush pillows at his headboard.
“Oh God, yes!” I cried out as he filled me completely with his head and shaft. He pushed himself into me all the way down to the base of his shaft. His firm body pressed against my hips.
I was powerless. I had no control over the situation. I was completely vulnerable to him, and even with the blindfold off, I kept my eyes closed to enjoy the sensations.
He kissed down my neck and over my shoulders while he continued to stroke himself with my tightening lips. I grabbed my restraints again and pulled against them to no avail. The pleasure I felt was growing into a wave of ecstasy that would soon be washing over me and crashing against his hard body.
I could feel every muscle in his body against me. I felt each one flex against my legs, my stomach, and my tender breasts. I tensed up my legs, trying to use my restraints as leverage to rock my hips against his.
I pressed my slit against him, forcing my clit against the firm, hairless skin above his sex. With each thrust, he pressed against my clitoris, pushing me closer and closer to orgasm each time. My muscles tightened around him. He started using slower, more measured thrusts, running his shaft along my front wall, stroking my g-spot with each push and pull of himself inside of me.
My body trembled in front of the coming wave of ecstasy.
“I’m going to come,” I told him.
“Good, baby. Come for me,” he ordered me, breathlessly. His body had started to tremble as well, ever so slightly. Oh God, was he about to come with me?
I pushed myself against him, and he held himself deep inside of me, growing harder, steadily harder, until I felt his shaft jerk as we both erupted at the same time.
He groaned above me and started sliding back and forth, emptying himself as my body shook beneath him. Each stroke sent a wave of ecstasy washing over me. My head fell back, and with my eyes closed, it felt like I was falling through his bed.
We panted together as our bodies relaxed. He pulled back, sliding himself out of me, and I looked down to see him pull the rubber off of his shaft. He left me tied to the bed as he tossed it in the trash before coming back to untie me.
I stared at this gorgeous specimen of man in wide-eyed amazement as he set me free, free to lie back on his bed and melt into the sheets after the intense pleasure he’d just given me.
Chapter Five
Gunner
“So, was that what you were expecting?” I teased beautiful Sierra while we lay naked against each other afterwards.
“That was so much more than I had expected,” she purred. She pressed herself against me. Her soft skin rubbed against my body, and I felt a tiny spark of desire ignite inside me again.
She wasn’t short, but she was still fairly petite against me. I had never fit someone so perfectly, though. She was taller than average, easily just under six feet, making her just short enough to fit against my body without being completely swallowed by my size. Her personality seemed to fit against me the same way. She was strong-willed enough that she wasn’t completely engulfed by my desires or wit.
I kissed the top of her head tenderly and squeezed her with my arm around her waist. She grabbed my hand and pulled it up between her breasts, where she held me in her soft fingers.
I felt her chest heave against me as she breathed slowly, deeply. I could feel the tense desire still in her body as we lay naked against each other between my silk sheets. If she wanted to go again, I knew I would have been ready. I could feel my shaft resisting the urge to come down completely from our last session as I kept myself pressed firmly between her soft, round cheeks.
“Well, there’s more where that came from,” I told her, whispering above her head.
“I think I’d like that,” she said absently, already starting to drift off to sleep. She shifted her body against me again, nestling herself against me.
She was so thin and warm, so soft and tender, and I couldn’t take my hands off of her. Holding her against me in bed felt like such a protective gesture, it made me wonder what was really going on here.
“Just don’t let go,” she said in a dreamy voice, and I assumed she was talking in her sleep.
Her body relaxed slowly next to me as she stopped trying to stay awake and let herself glide off to sleep. I couldn’t let go of her the way I would have anyone else. There was something about her that made me want her again and again.
Most of the time, when I would bring someone home from the club, or from the bar when I occasionally wanted something wilder, I would send them away afterwards, or at least make them sleep in one of the guestrooms. I didn’t have the heart to make this sleeping beauty get out of my bed. And besides, I wanted to keep her by my side so we could go again once we were both awake.
I wondered who this mystery woman was who had walked into my life earlier that night. Sierra. She knew who I was, and it had occurred to me that she probably knew more about me than she should have for meeting me for the first time at Eden, but I knew almost nothing about her. I didn’t even know if Sierra was her real name.
However, I had known when I landed the Sun Stone that there would be people hunting for it, and she either was one of them or had been sent by one of them to locate it. I smiled while I stared down at her delicious body
. She wasn’t going to find it any time soon. No one was.
I had already taken control over her body. It was only a matter of time before I won her loyalty and got her to abandon her search, if that was in fact what she was doing here. She probably thought she was good at working people over. Well, she’d never come up against me before. I had amassed a small fortune by controlling people and always getting my way. That wasn’t about to change because of a sweet piece of tail like hers.
I pulled my hand out of hers and slid it down along her stomach. She moved against me in her sleep, rocking her hips against mine. She moaned quietly, sleepily. I let my fingers continue down the front of her thigh before sliding around to her side and coming back up.