Page 58 of Savage Peril

“I’m going to take you inside.”

Lori didn’t know what to make of that, but whatever Gunner meant, it would be unforgettable. There were terrycloth robes in the cabanas, so Lori removed the wet suit and wrapped the soft robe around her. Gunner wore a similar robe, and Lori was tempted to rip it open to see if he had anything under it.

Inside, Gunner led her to a narrow door that opened onto a short staircase. The steps went down to a wine cellar. It was paneled in blond wood and lined with shelves of wine bottles.

“What’s your pleasure?” Gunner said.

Lori perused the rows of bottles then settled on a Chardonnay. It was a familiar brand, and she guessed it cost a fortune. “Are you sure about this?”

Gunner took the bottle. “I’ll treat you.”

In the gourmet kitchen, Gunner opened the wine and poured it into crystal glasses. He handed one to Lori. “To you.” He clinked his glass against hers.

“What for?”

“You’re brave.” Gunner put a finger under her chin. “And you are amazingly beautiful.”

Lori’s body heated and her skin tingled. She looked at Gunner and how he filled out the robe, craving to see beneath it. She sipped the delicious wine then went to the living room. Gunner turned on the music system and an instrumental played softly from wall speakers.

Gunner sat on the other end of the sofa, and Lori put her feet in his lap. While sipping wine, he rubbed her toes and wrapped his hand around her ankle. His touch stirred sensations she couldn’t ignore.

Wrapped in the romantic interlude, Lori lost track of time. After her second glass of wine, she was a bit lightheaded. The music shifted to jazz, and Gunner got up. “Care to join me for dinner?”

In the kitchen was a refrigerator/freezer unit that took up most of a wall. The freezer held a variety of items including precooked gourmet meals. Lori chose herb-crusted sea bass, and Gunner picked sirloin with scalloped potatoes.

The formal dining room was large enough for a party. Instead, they ate in the more intimate breakfast room. Lori was hungrier than she thought and ate every bite. Gunner cleaned his plate then went in search of dessert.

The chocolate mousse was light and sumptuous. Lori hopped onto the marble countertop and put the bowl in her lap; that way she was eye level with Gunner. She slipped a bite into her mouth, and Gunner’s gaze lingered on her lips. She scooped another tiny bite and slowly sucked it off the spoon. Then Gunner swiped two fingers in his mousse and offered it to Lori.

When she opened her mouth, Gunner dipped his fingers inside, and she sucked the creamy chocolate off. He fed her another bite, then another. Putting the bowl aside, Gunner dug his hands in Lori’s hair and kissed her deeply.

“Mmm, you taste good.”

“It’s the chocolate,” Lori said, in her most sensual voice.

Gunner put his hand inside the collar of her robe, resting it at the base of her neck, and kissed her again. Lori breathed in his masculine scent and leaned into him. The kiss was long, slow, and passionate, making her tremble.

When Gunner lifted Lori off the counter, she followed him to the courtyard. The arches of the covered walkway were softly lit, giving it an amber glow. Holding hands, they looked up at the olive trees towering above the wall, the branches outlined against the dark sky.

Gunner stood in front of Lori, and her heart skipped a beat. He was so close that his heat radiated through her. Without a word, Gunner untied her robe and let it slip to the ground. Lori’s nipples were hard from the feel of his gaze on her. She wanted him to touch her, kiss her, hold her—and not stop.

Gunner locked eyes with her as he shed his robe. Lori ogled his naked body in the pale light. He was tall and broad-shouldered, with muscular arms and a hard chest. His torso veed to a narrow waist, and his thighs were strong and lean.

Lori’s eyes fell to the trail of hair below his belly button and his hard cock. It was gorgeous, making her itch to touch it. She reached out, but Gunner scooped her into his arms. She wrapped her legs around his waist, then he kissed her, plunging his tongue into her mouth. She whimpered, slashing her tongue against his.

Gunner carried her inside and went down the long hallway to a master suite. The curtains were drawn, and pale light illuminated the room. He shoved the pillows off the bed then peeled off the satin comforter. After lowering Lori to the mattress, he kneeled beside the bed.

Lori sat with her legs dangling over the side, her toes not touching the floor. Gunner spread her thighs and leaned close to kiss her belly. Then he licked her nipples, making them as hard as tiny pebbles. Lori moaned and shoved her breasts toward him, aching for more.

She was wet for Gunner and wanted him so badly, but he held her legs apart, giving her no choice but to submit to him. He kissed her neck and nibbled her earlobes, pushing her arousal higher. Then he raked his tongue across her breasts, down her belly, and between her legs.

“Gunner…” Lori’s breath was shallow, and her abdomen tightened.

“Give me your pleasure, honey.” Gunner kissed and licked her wet slit, holding her firmly to the bed. He covered her most sensitive spot with his mouth, sucking hard until she cried out. Then he swirled the tip of his tongue around her clit until she came unglued.

A wave of sensation rocked through Lori’s body, and she gave in to the immense pleasure. Gunner licked in just the right way, until she stiffened and was swept away by a delicious orgasm. She gasped then collapsed against the bed with Gunner’s lips pressed to her clit.

Then Gunner crawled up onto the bed, hovering over her. He kissed her, and she tasted her juices on his tongue. Lori’s desire exploded, and she fisted Gunner’s hot cock. Feeling the velvety skin over his steel shaft stirred a new wave of arousal.

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