Moving through the room, I make my way into the bathroom and start the shower. Not many of us have en suites, but I was able to snag one a few years ago. I feel pretty sober now, but I’m sure Lainey would like Daisy washed off me. Even though we didn’t do anything, she touched me, and her mouth was on my throat. That would be enough to completely send me over the edge if the tables were turned.
Once I’m showered and dried off, I wrap the towel around my waist and head out of the bathroom and into the bedroom, where I’m surprised to see Lainey sitting on the edge of the bed.
She lifts her gaze to meet mine. “Nothing happened with me and Daisy,” I murmur.
Lainey nods once, her tongue slipping out of her mouth and across her bottom lip, wetting it as her gaze searches mine. She doesn’t speak. Instead, she closes her eyes slowly, and I want nothing more than to slip my dick between those sweet lips and fuck her mouth.
“I’m getting married,” she whispers. “I can’t keep doing this.”
Moving toward her, I know where this is going. She’s going to be Paul’s wife soon, and there’s nothing I can do to stop that. But I’m not ready to let her go yet. She spent all day doing shit for that wedding, so maybe she thinks she needs to stop this with me because she’s feeling guilty.
She shouldn’t.
I think about following Paul to see who he’s fucking so I can show her that she’s not doing anything wrong. And maybe I willdo that, but it won’t be right now. In this moment, all I can think about is tasting her, feeling her, and then watching her come.
“Yeah, you can, Lainey. Because you’re getting married in a few weeks. Take what you want, baby.”
She tilts her head back slightly, her gaze sliding up to meet mine. Sinking my teeth into my bottom lip, I lift my hand and cup her cheek. I swipe my thumb beneath her eye, searching her gaze.
Then I feel her hands curl around my towel. She untucks it, letting it fall to the floor. “I want you, Gunnar. All of you.”
“Take it, Lainey. Fucking take that, baby.”
She sinks her teeth into the corner of her bottom lip as she reaches out, curling her fingers around my dick. She shifts her face forward, her eyes never leaving mine. My teeth clench when her lips touch the tip of my dick.
Fuck.
Yes.
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
VIKING
Lainey opens her mouth,taking me inside her, down her throat, and I swear to fucking god she takes me straight to heaven on earth like only she can. This wasn’t what I’d planned. I had a detailed, well-organized plan in my head.
I was going to eat her, then fuck her, but as she continues to move up and down along my length, I can’t pull away.
It feels too damn good.
Too perfect.
Curling my fingers in her hair, I grip the strands as I guide her mouth along my length. Flexing my hips, I close my eyes in an effort to contain myself and to hold on to some modicum of control, a shred of fucking dignity, but I’m pretty sure it’s about to be obliterated.
I’m not sure how much longer I can hold on without burying myself deep down her throat and coming. The thought of her swallowing every drop of my cum has me ready to explode right here and now.
I don’t, but I could. So fucking easily.
When I’m close, I grip her hair tighter, pulling her head back slightly as I shift my hips. Her eyes are watery, and normally, I would beam with fucking pride that I made a bitch’s eyes water, but in this case, I’m pretty sure it’s not the size of my dick that’s making her cry, but the impending wedding.
I’m going to try really goddamn hard to forget everything about it. Because fuck that wedding, and fuck Paul. And more importantly, fuck the Front Mob Family. Fuck those bastards straight to goddamn hell.
It slams into me like a goddamn freight train. I don’t know if I can give her up. I don’t know if I can let this end. I want it to keep going.
Forever.
Instead of burying myself inside her and fucking her hard and fast until I come, I sink to my knees. Throwing her legs over my shoulders, I slide my hands beneath her ass, squeezing the flesh there as I bring her cunt closer to my face.
I am going to eat her before this is done.