His elbow thumped down next to her ear. The gun pressed deeper. She clenched around it when it was fully seated. Elodie untangled her fingers and ran her nails down the back of his neck to grip his shoulders.
With his face hovering above hers and her legs now hooked around his chest, the gun twisted and she winced. He pushed it deeper into her until the edge of the trigger was rammed and rimming at her entrance.
She was trapped beneath him, but his eyes pinned her better than his heavy body ever would, and she watched, mesmerized, as tiny lines of code ran across his irises. She lifted up as he thrust the weapon in and out of her.
Elodie rose to catch his lips but he pulled back out of her reach.
“It’s inside you. Fucking you.” To emphasize his point, Gunner drew it out and shoved it straight back into her, jerking her entire body forward and up.
“I know.” Her voice was barely above a whisper. She loosed a shocked squeal as he thrust the gun inside her again. Ely wanted his lips but he kept them out of reach as the momentum crested dangerously.
“You like this?” Snarl and shove. “My gun inside you?” Flickering eyes and straining muscles. “It doesn’t get tired.” He leaned into her and nipped her ear. “It only gets used.”
“I like you,” she gasped as he spun the gun, suddenly, right against the sweet spot that ignited her need and caused her to jerk completely off the floor to cling to him. Needing the heat of his skin over every inch of hers.
Gunner fucked her hard. They moved in frenzied, mismatched unison, their skin slicking across the ground and plastering together. They were covered in sweat and blood and the smell of their sex was thick in the air. It suffocated her.
Gasping sounds arose from her throat in a fight against his dominion. Because she knew that was what thiswas. A biting need for control over another. Bodies thrusting with primitive intent, dark and freeing at the same time. His hand continued to shove and press between her legs as his teeth grazed along her neck and back over her ear.
“You fucking like this, don’t you?”
Her head thumped back into the floor until his hand reached under to cushion it. Shove, stretch, and retreat.
“I like you,” she quickly agreed.
Stretch, spin, retreat.
The frenzy grew, the need for release sucking all the strain out of her limbs as the tension bloomed, her climax teetering right on the precipice.More.Elodie needed more—everything he was willing to give her.
“Even if I fuck you with every weapon in my arsenal?”
Thrust, probe, vibrate.So close.
“Yes!” she shouted, rising up to finally capture his open mouth to stop him from talking. The moment their lips touched, the gun clattered to the floor. Her moan was lost as he pushed her head back down into his open hand with his mouth, pressing her to the floor. Her kiss became his.
Fingers replaced the quivering, empty space between her legs, softer but no less forceful and frightening. They scissored her tight channel roughly as if there was too much to take over and conquer. The pads of his fingertips were brutal and soon two fingers became three to rub her G-spot in chaotic unison. But whenever she was about to explode, he would stop, and bring her back down, coaxing out a wild animal that had been locked inside of her.
Elodie fought for it in his brutal blistering heat.
Gunner imprisoned her mouth, his tongue claiming and tasting, ravaging every corner. Half crushed under him, drowning, and yet he kept her release right out of reach. She battled for it. Writhed for it. But each time she approached the brink, he pulled her back from the edge. It was infuriating.
His long, demanding fingers devastated her cunt and milked it until she bit his lip and attacked him back. Every moment sparked with pleasurable pain.
Elodie sank her teeth into him. “Please!”
His thumb abruptly pressed down onto her throbbing clit. Her breath hitched, and he brought her close again. She begged for more, hoping he would give hermore. She released his lip and he rose up to catch her eyes as his fingers sped up.
They flared brilliantly red when a scream tore from her throat.Finally!
She climaxed hard and unhindered, shuddering and lifeless. Gunner lifted over her.
Elodie lost her grip on him and she pressed her hands to her face. Her nerves flared and died and flared again as her own pulsations cascaded from her pussy and poured through her being. Her entire body squirmed from the impact.
“So fucking good. Your good luck kiss... so fucking good.”
She barely heard him as her body continued to convulse intensely, then release to tense again. Her hips rose up and then back down, chasing the tendrils of her orgasm.
Gunner’s warm hand abruptly clutched her cunt and continued to prolong her bliss until her movements receded into a twitch, draining out the previous shock; every part of her was over sensitized.
