His Assurance (Assured Distraction Book 3) (29 page)

I heard it.

It was soft, but I fucking heard it.

“Say my name again.”

“Gunner.”

I yelled again. “I heard you say my fucking name!” I turned and yelled at the limo. “I heard her say my fucking name
! I HEARD HER SAY MY FUCKING NAME!
”

She was laughing and crying. I thought I might be laughing and crying, too. The limo emptied out, and the band was all around me saying words I could hear.

I COULD HEAR!

Oh, thank you, God
. I could hear everything they said. It wasn’t completely clear, and it was soft, but I could hear. Just like the doctor said it would happen. I fell down with her in my arms, and everyone patted us on the back and talked all at once.

Once the excitement of the moment finally ended and the laughing and crying from the whole group subsided, they got in the limo and left me there with Lola.

“Can I come in now,
chéri
?”

“So now that the band left you here, I guess you’ll have to stay the entire night,” I told him when we walked inside.

“Yeah, looks that way.” He acted nervously, but I didn’t know why. I was more excited than nervous.

“You want a drink or something?” I didn’t know what to say to him.

“No, I don’t want a drink, Lola. I want you, but with everything that’s happened, I understand if you want to wait.”

“Who said I wanted to wait?” I wrapped my arms around his waist. “Waiting was never really one of my best attributes.”

He stepped back, picked me up, and threw me over his shoulder. “Good, mine either. Which way to the bedroom?”

“Second door on the left.” Before I could finish, his hand was rubbing up my thigh and stopped at the string running across the top of my cheek.

“Hmmm. What have we here? Looks like a barrier that needs removing.”

“No, these are expensive, and I bought them just for tonight,” I told him as he lowered me down to the bed and looked at the small patch of French lace covering me.

“So, if you bought them just for me, they should be mine.” With one easy move, he pulled them apart on the sides of the lace and stuffed them in his pocket.

“Gunner!” I gave him a look trying to be mad, but I couldn’t.

“What? You said you bought them for me.”

“No, I said I bought them for tonight.” I was still staring at him but now was trying not to laugh.

“Same thing.” He was still standing and pulled my legs apart, moving between them.

He started kissing me at the ankle and made his way up my leg, leaving a trail of wet kisses. I was panting by the time he got to the top, but he didn’t go where I wanted with those wet lips. He flipped me over, kissing and biting my ass just enough to leave a mark. When he got to the top of my other leg, he started down it again skipping the spot where I needed him.

When he got to my knee of the second leg, he started back up and spread my legs as he went until he reached the very spot where I was clenching with need. He moved his lips to the top of my crease above my ass and kissed me there softly while his index finger started its descent. As he reached my virgin opening, I squirmed just a little, not really sure what his plan for that was.

“Not yet, but soon.” His finger circled the bud a couple of times, never actually dipping in but letting me know he was there. It felt different, and since I had never had a guy try that before, I wasn’t sure what to expect. He continued to the opening that glistened with the proof that I needed him inside me, and slowly rimmed around it picking up the sweet cream as he went. After, coating two fingers, they barely breached the opening.

“You love making me wait,” I said softly as a moan escaped my lips. It felt so good, but it was such exquisite torture. Death by waiting to be fucked. I could read it in a headline somewhere.

He passed over the opening and found my clit begging for attention. It was swollen from the drawn out intimate caresses as he made his way down to it. Now, all the nub needed was a few flicks or nips to explode, but he knew this and held off so I might die from the anticipation of the orgasm. My hands fisted the comforter under me as I moan out in frustration.

“Uh-uh. Not yet, babe. We have plenty of time. I want to hear all of the beautiful sounds coming from those lips that I can pull from you tonight, and I plan for it to be many.” He again moved back up to the top of my ass where his lips and tongue have been lingering to add to the torture. He rolled me back over and raised my spread legs up, so he had an all-access pass to my writhing body. Using his tongue, he started at the back and slowly slid until he reached the channel that was begging for him. I knew it was wet and ready, and he lapped at the juices as they coated the waiting surface.

His tongue dipped in and swirled around, and the moan I had held in escaped, in a desperate plea.

“Gunner, please. I can’t stand it much longer.”

He smirked and said, “My little cherry pie, we’ve just begun, though. Is this the spot?” And with that, his tongue slipped in and out of me at a slow fucking pace. The feeling was amazing, and I could feel my walls starting to contract each time he pulled his tongue back. He moved his index finger up and circled my clit with it as he slid back in. When he flicked my clit a couple of times and then slightly pushed it inward, I exploded. I contracted on his tongue and felt the juices flow like never before. It was as though the walls meant to be capturing his cock were squeezing themselves, and the liquid flowed more than ever.

“Wow. I didn’t know you had it in you to do that for me. Maybe I was doing something wrong before.” He lapped at the added liquid with this tongue and fingers, using them to coat me.

“I’ve never had that happen before, Gunner. I don’t know if I’m supposed to apologize or stay quiet and be embarrassed.”

“How about be excited that you inflated my ego to capacity? That doesn’t happen too often. I’ve impressed myself tonight.” He gave me another smirk as he said it. “How about we try that again?”

He started back down from my clit, circling it with his tongue and lightly bit it with his teeth at the same time. He circled where I desperately wanted his cock instead. “Oh, Gunner, I need you inside me so badly.”

“Soon
chéri
, soon.” He plunged one finger in and then two on the second pass while he ran his teeth over my clit causing such perfect torture to the fragile spot.

The orgasm rolled over me as I came a second time, clenching the fingers fucking me. Before I could even breathe, he curled his fingers and rubbed across the roughened spot that set me off extending the orgasm and adding a new dimension so it was perfection to my senses. I think I might have held his fingers captive with the walls of my pussy contracted tightly around them.

“
Chéri
if I didn’t know better, I swear you really don’t want me to stop this torture.” I couldn’t talk. Hell, I could hardly breathe. I couldn’t even let out the pent-up moan that was hurting to escape my lungs and throat with my body tightly clenched.

He kissed up my body, taking my T-shirt with him and moved to lie down beside me, as he ran the tips of his fingers around my tightened nipples. I felt him pull the shirt over my head and down my arms, but I hadn’t opened my eyes yet. I was still breathing, so I knew I hadn’t died and gone to heaven, but it sure felt like I did for a few minutes.

While he continued to observe me, I worked to find some normalcy. It took a few minutes, but I finally gained a normal heart rhythm.

“See, that was worth the wait, right?” He gave a slight laugh with his comment.

“Trying to fill in that ego some more?” I said with a breathy sound.

“No, just stating the facts, sweet cherry pie.”

I wanted to do some torturing of my own, so when I rolled over and on top of him, I straddled his waist. “There’s a problem.”

“Really? I thought it was all perfect.”

“Yeah, it was, but now you’re still dressed, and I’m totally naked.”

“From my viewpoint, it’s a pretty awesome view of the world.” He reached up and palmed both of my tits, circling the nipples with his thumbs

“Yes, but from mine, it won’t do at all.” I slid down his body, and felt his hard cock, so I moved my body up and down it a few times before moving further down his thighs. I leaned over, so my mouth was even with the top of his jeans, where a strip of skin was showing between the jeans and shirt. Moving my hands under the hem, I traced my fingers up his abs and felt them tighten as the muscles contracted involuntarily. My touch connected with the rigid planes and smooth valleys in between. The shirt went as high as I could reach before he took over, whipping it off as if he was afraid he would miss seeing my next move.

“Now that you’re on your way to nakedness, I can continue to explore this area right here.” I climbed up his body taking care to rub over the thickness still tucked away and kissed his flattened nipple, then circled it with my tongue.

“You know this beautiful ink gets me hot just looking at it. The angel and devil have the best spot in the house because they can watch everything we do.” I ran my nail around and tweaked the sensitive little nub. I started back down his torso with little nips from my teeth making their way down to the trail running just under his navel. I stopped to circle it for fun, and he sucked in a breath. It sounded like torture escaping his lips.

“Oh, mister. It’s turnabout fair play, so lie back and enjoy this ride.”

“I plan to enjoy the ride, all right. Just wait.” His lips curled into a half-smile, and I reached the button on his dark jeans, popping it open easily. I slowly lowered the zipper to see the outline of his cock waiting its turn for the torture at my hands. I stood and pulled his jeans down, revealing black boxer briefs hugging him.

“Those need to go, too.” I pulled, and he pushed at the same time. I didn’t have time to decide who was more eager because as they hit the floor along with his jeans and climbed back up his bare legs once again, straddling his hips.

“Now where should I start?” I looked over his perfect masculine body, admiring the hard work he’d kept up since he’d recovered from the accident. I kissed across his lower abs and looked up at him. The eyes are a dark blue color now as lust burned within them.

“God, you’re beautiful, Lola,” he said.

“You’re awfully beautiful, too.” I returned the compliment. From my angle, he was the perfect male specimen. I kissed down the brief dusting of hair below his navel, and the swollen head was dragging in the valley between my tits. He stopped me and pushed them together from the outside, capturing his dick. He moved between them several times, and I stuck my tongue out and licked the top when it came close enough. He groaned with satisfaction as I captured the head swirling my tongue around it.

“Keep doing that, and it’s going to explode on your face in a few short strokes.”

I sat up. “I don’t want that to happen just yet.”

“Me either.”

I slipped down his legs a little further and took his rock hard cock in my hand, wrapping around it. I slid up and down the hot length of him, capturing a little of the pre-cum as I went. He was making a face each time I reached the sensitive location just below the head as I used my thumb to find the slit emitting the liquid.

I finally encased the hard flesh of soft skin in my mouth and sucked him down as far as I could on the first pass. He reared up off the bed from the intense pleasure it caused as I made my way down the length.

“Damn, Lola. I don’t know if I can take that too much, either. All the self-love I’ve been having since you left is in no way equal to the pleasure your sweet lips provide. It’s just not the same.”

“Tell me about it,” I said before going down on him again. I gazed back in his direction, and the intense look that met me set me off in a frenzy of sucking him in and out of my mouth. When I slowed and looked back up, he was still staring hard.

“You’re even more beautiful right now. Come here.”

I let go and crawled up his body, and in an instant, he flipped us and captured me under him. I circled my legs around his waist, and he kissed me hard. Our tongues dueled for space, and he finally left me breathless. He kissed down to my tits, moving his dick across my bare skin between my legs but not breaching the slit in any way. He was such a tease.