Page 21 of Gunner

And that was all it took as his mouth crushed mine in a searing kiss. I felt all the way down into my soul. There was no stopping the inevitable now. His hands came across my chest, holding me tight to him as his tongue delved deep into my mouth, claiming what I willingly gave.

I did not know where this was going, but I wantedeverythingall at once.

I didn’t want him to stop as my body came alive.

Taking the kiss deeper, I gave into him, letting him take control as his hands between my breasts, still not touching them.

“Please,” I begged, as I arched myself into his palms, needing more of his touch. My body was on fire. Everywhere he touched became electrified. I moaned when his hands slid down my stomach to my waist before he slowly trailed them up my sides.

Typically ticklish, I found his movements erotic.

I wanted more.

I held my breath as his hands came close to my breasts. I could barely stand it. God, how I wanted him to just slide them over and across. I was tingling now and getting wet with arousal. I wanted so much to tell him to quit teasing me, but something told me to let him have this. I was always impatient when it came to things I wanted, needing them now. Yet, with me in his arms, I wanted to take my time. Watch him take his time.

He brought his palms back up to my ribs, this time catching the curve of my breasts. He watched me, eyes narrowed, with a grin on his face as I once again held my breath, waiting to exhale. Slowly he continued until his thumbs met on my sternum.

I couldn’t believe this was happening. I wanted to squirm with delight, but knew I had to remain still. Any quick action would stop him immediately, and Ineeded him to continue. I needed him since the first day I laid eyes on him. My skin was alive, and coupled with the chill of the night, it only made it better. I could feel my nipples pucker into points, screaming to be touched. The anticipation was killing me.

I watched as his eyes dilated as he licked his lips. His thumbs following the curve of my breasts. I felt his hands slide back to my ribs, then up to cup my bare breasts. I felt his thumbs caress the fatty flesh but never touch my nipples. He was teasing me. Each time he’d come close, I’d hold my breath. Then he’d slide his hands back to my sternum, and I would exhale, unable to stop the tiny noises I was making.

His thumbs continued to toy with me, never making the contact I desired.

And when his thumbs finally made contact, I moaned, my head falling back against his chest. His thumbs made tiny circles. Amazed, I was still breathing, let alone keeping still, because my body was about to explode.

I never knew a simple touch could be so invigorating, so seductive, so orgasmic.

He rolled my nipples, giving them a tiny twist, never taking his eyes off me.

He squeezed my breasts in his hands. His big hands covered them completely so he could grip them and pull them. All the while, he never broke eye contact.

“What do you like, Babydoll?”

“Mmm,” was all I could get out. I was beyond words now. I wanted to wrap my arms around him and pull him to my mouth, but I didn’t dare. This was what was happening, and I was enjoying it. Even trying to stay completely still while he played with my breasts was pleasurable. I didn’t want him to stop.

Slightly turning me, until I was laying back on the blanket, Gunner leaned over me and whispered, “What about this?” right before he brought his mouth over my nipple and gently sucked.

“God, yes!” I screamed. His hot mouth was an incredible contrast to the cool air. I was freezing, but even that was pleasurable, making my skin even more alive. I writhed under him as his tongue made tiny circles around my hard nub, then lapped against it. Pulling his mouth back, he rubbed my nipple against his lips, then took it gently between his teeth, applying pressure. He then released my nipple and blew on it and I gasped loudly, sucking in air I didn’t know I needed.

I felt his mouth on my other breast while his fingers played with my nipple he’d abandoned. Wet with his saliva, my nipple puckered painfully, yet itfelt amazing.

I’d had boyfriends in the past, but none ever touched me the way Gunner was at the moment. Oh, we fooled around, but never really did anything. It never felt right.

But with Gunner, it did.

I felt his lips trail kisses up to my neck, his hand still kneading my breast. I lifted my chin to give him better access as I silently prayed he wasn’t done.

I needed more.

I didn’t know what, but I knew I wanted something just out of reach. As his mouth reached my ear, he took the lobe in his mouth and sucked, sending waves of pleasure rippling through my body.

“Tell me what to do, Babydoll,” he whispered.

That stopped me short.

How the hell was I supposed to know what to do? I’ve never done anything like this before. He was the one with the knowledge. I was the student. I wanted him to teach me. I had no clue what to ask for.

Gulping, I muttered. “Whatever you want to do.”