Page 41 of Gunner

“Yep. I got off early so I could make a special dinner for you before I have to pick him up from childcare.”

We work together to put the food away, then I stand behind her and wrap my arms around her waist, kissing the nape of her neck. “So… that mean we have some time alone, then?”

She giggles when my beard tickles the sensitive spot below her ear. “Maybe,” she teases, then gives me a warning. “But only until four thirty.”

I look at the clock on the microwave; that’s three hours from now. I grin, pressing my lengthening cock against her plush ass. “Sunshine?”

“Yes?” She tilts her head, granting me more access to her delicate skin.

“You have two minutes to get your ass upstairs and naked on the bed,” I whisper, feeling a shiver zip down her body.

She sweeps her ass back and forth across the front of my jeans, taunting me. “Oh? And if I don’t?”

I growl, spinning her around and throwing her over my shoulder in a fireman’s carry. She smacks my ass, then holds on to my waistband, laughing all the way to the bedroom, where I toss her down in the center of the mattress. I strip off my clothes, never once taking my eyes off her while her heated gaze trails over my body.

My cock aches at the sight of how bad she wants me, and her desire matches mine. It’s been too long since I’ve been inside her, but it’ll have to wait. First, I want to show her how much I’ve missed that pussy of hers these last few days.

I grab for one ankle, pulling her toward me until her legs dangle off the bed. Then I swiftly remove her jeans and panties before lowering to my knees and spreading her thighs. Her pretty pink cunt is on full display, bare and glistening with her arousal. Caressing her smooth skin, I deeply inhale, relishing her musky, spicy scent.

“James?” she breathes.

“Yeah, Sunshine?” My mouth waters as I kiss her pussy lips.

Her hips begin to move when I softly stroke her wet slit. “Please hurry,” she begs, making me chuckle.

“Nah, I don’t think I will. Good girls need to have patience.”

She whines and I drag my tongue over her center, flicking the tip on her clit. Her head presses into the mattress as her lips part with a moan. Seeing her body respond to my touch makes me grow desperate with need. But I block it out, focusing on her while she grinds against my mouth in a silent plea for her release.

But I won’t give it to her. Not yet.

When her legs begin to shake while draped over my shoulders, I ease off, knowing she’s close to the edge. I peek up at her, finding her staring down at me with a dazed expression, her mouth open as she pants. Then she props on her elbows and claws at the sheets, watching me as I return to devouring her juicy cunt.

“Oh God… yes… yes,” she mumbles, her hands reaching for me until I give her outer thigh a sharp swat.

“You take what you get when I give it to you.”

Her luscious tits jiggle with the rise and fall of her chest as she refrains from sassing back.

“That’s my good girl,” I praise and she bites her lower lip. I bring her close to orgasm once more before backing off again, earning myself a glare.

“Why did you stop?” she huffs.

“I told you I’m taking my time.” I suck one of her swollen lips into my mouth. “You’ll come when I let you and not a moment before.”

She loves it when I’m in control, allowing her to relax and enjoy what she’s feeling. My woman deserves to feel good, feel desired and needed. And I’ll always give her what she wants, but only when I’m ready to give it.

I lap at her pussy with my fingers deep inside her for almost half an hour, her taut muscles trembling in my large hands. She’s close to tears as her sensitive clit pulses while she thrashes on the bed with sweat dampening her skin. Pleasure mixes with pain, and I have her right where I want her to be after several rounds of edging. Pretty sure I could blow on her pussy now, and she’d come violently for me, gushing her release that I’d eagerly drink down.

“James… please…” she whimpers, her nails biting into my shoulders.

“What’s the matter, Sunshine? You ready to come?”

She mumbles something incoherent and nods her head.

I smirk at her, drinking in the way her eyes are half-closed with lust, how her chest heaves with every breath. My cock throbs painfully, longing to be inside her. But I push my own needs away, always putting my wife first.

I spread her puffy lips apart with my thumbs, plunging my tongue into her slick opening. Her hips thrust against my face as she rides my tongue with her supple, thick thighs clamped over my ears.

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