Page 18 of Price of Paradise

“I’m not complaining.” He gentled his hold and widened his stance, as if surrendering to her ministrations. She liked that thought.

Mae felt triumphant as she went back to nuzzling and playing with his balls. His musky male scent filled her senses. Teasing her way over his cock with her tongue, Mae didn’t stopuntil she had his throbbing, swollen head in between her lips. He moaned and a pearl of moisture hit her tongue. “Mm, I love the way you taste, Gunner,” she confessed, hungry for more. For all of him.

Not willing to wait another second, Mae stuffed her mouth full of his cock in eager anticipation. Her clit swelled and her pussy ached to have Gunner filling her. She suckled and laved, and when her hand squeezed his sac gently, Gunner shut his eyes and threw his head back with a groan. Mae took him deeper, so deep the engorged head nearly set off her gag reflex.

Gunner’s hold on her hair tightened. “Mae.”

Suddenly he took control, pumping her mouth and sending them both mindless with pleasure. When his cock slid out, Mae tightened her lips and hummed around the thick length. The vibrations had his cock flexing and his entire body stiffened. He cursed and tensed a heartbeat before his hot come flooded her mouth. Mae moaned as she swallowed the creamy fluid, drinking every salty drop. She pulled her mouth free and delivered a gentle kiss to the tip.

“Yummy,” she whispered before sitting back on her heels and staring up at him. The savage intensity in his gaze struck Mae directly in the heart. A muscle in his jaw jumped angrily. She flushed from head to toe as she thought of how many times he must have had a woman go down on him. Had Mae pleased him? She couldn’t deep-throat Gunner; he was simply too big.

He didn’t say anything as he dipped low and grasped her around the waist, lifting her into his arms. When he entered the other room and placed her on the bed, then came down on top of her, he murmured, “You’re so damn sexy,” he growled. “I don’t want this weekend to end.”

“Gunner.” At his honest confession, emotion clogged Mae’s throat and tears threatened to spill over.

“I’m not sure why you’re even giving me the time of day,”he said, almost as if thinking aloud. “On a good day, I’m a pushy workaholic with little to no time for a personal life. A terrible boss for not realizing you hadn’t had a decent vacation. A lousy friend for forgetting your birthday. Repeatedly.”

“And yet you followed me to Miami. Took time away from work to be here with me.” She smiled. “Maybe you aren’t all work and no play.”

“And the lousy friend part?”

She chuckled. “I think you have potential with the right motivation.”

“Potential, huh?” As if unable to wait another second, Gunner bent his head and kissed her. She felt a quiver of anticipation cruise through her body and tasted the heat of eager breath as his tongue tangled with hers. She wanted to stroke him to a fever pitch all over again. To send him soaring with anxious desire.

Somewhere along the line he’d removed her towel. His mouth went on a journey over her torso even as his hands moved slowly over her curves. Mae arched her back, enjoying the feel of his rough palms coasting over her skin. His fingers delved into her dark curls. At once he located her soft puff of skin, and he skillfully began stroking and squeezing, teasing little sounds from her throat. Mae stopped thinking at that point and instead let Gunner explore her in the most erotic way possible.

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Gunner watched as Mae slowly surrendered. It was in the way her muscles relaxed and her legs fell open. He pushed them apart even more, making room for the width of his shoulders between. He filled his hands with the firm globes of her ass and knew he should take time to praise the beauty of the soft pink folds of her pussy and the tempting little pearl nestled there, buthe didn’t. Instead, he simply lowered his head and dined on her creamy heat, sliding his tongue deep, tasting her hot channel. Mae’s fingers tunneled into his hair as she pushed him against her pelvis, forcing his tongue a little deeper. Flicking her little nub several times, Gunner watched as Mae flung her head back and screamed out her climax, drenching him in her juices.

Gunner wasn’t done; he wouldn’t stop until he’d wrung every last drop from her. Nibbling and kissing her swollen lips and sensitive clit, Gunner heard her pleasure-filled cries. She slammed her hips against his face as wave after wave of her orgasm crashed over her.

When she collapsed, her hands falling to the mattress, Gunner lifted his mouth off her and stared at the sexy picture she made. Her hair was a wild tangle of auburn strands, and her body glistened with perspiration. Damn, she took his breath away.

Gunner moved to his knees, then grabbed a pillow. He lifted her hips and pushed it beneath, propping up her lower half. Mae’s eyes flew open. “What are you doing?”

“Making love to you,” he softly explained.

Her gentle smile did him in. Gunner moved to his knees between her thighs and wrapped a hand around his hard length. Mae bit her lip and watched, a mix of eager passion and uncertainty in her gaze.

“You can go again already?”

“Hell, yeah,” he answered, rubbing the bulbous head over her sweet little pussy. “So damn soft.”

She gasped as Gunner pressed inside. He’d barely gone an inch and already his cock felt strangled. “You’re so damn tight,” he ground out. “Like a hot, little glove holding my cock captive.”

Gunner stretched out on top of her, bracing his arms on either side of her head, and showered her with kisses. Her armscame around his neck, then her legs lifted and wrapped around his hips as she submitted to him. Gunner felt her inner muscles relax, and he took full advantage, thrusting inward all the way, filling her.

“Your big green eyes are devouring me, baby girl.” His right hand made a slow journey down her rib cage to her mound, and there he stayed. As his fingers danced over her clitoris, Gunner felt a rush of liquid heat bathe his dick. “You like this,” he mused. “My dick filling you.”

“Yes,” she blurted out, as if giving him the unvarnished truth. “It hurts a little, but it feels good too.”

“Yeah, you’re so damn snug,” he ground out, as he continued to torment her clit. “If I move too fast, I’ll come.”

He slid in and out, slow and gentle, his thick length stroking her to a fever pitch. With each erotic glide, Gunner turned a little wilder, a little more out of control. His fingers flicked and toyed with her pussy, and Mae’s body climbed higher and higher. Her legs clamped around Gunner’s hips, holding him close, as if he’d disappear if she let go.

“You’ll think of this, Mae,” he whispered against her ear. “Of my cock taking your tight little pussy.” He pulled out nearly all the way, then slammed forward, burying his cock inside the snug entrance. Mae shouted his name.

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