The Existence of Reconcilable Differences

Chapter Twenty-One

Dani tossed and turned in their bed. His side was cold as an ice pick. She rubbed his pillow and tried to call him again. She called him 14 times and texted him more than she wished she did. The dimlite light glowed on his side, as to say that it was guiding him home. She couldn't take it anymore – her eyes fell and her snores easily drifted out of her nose.

At 2:28 AM, Gunner stood in the doorway with soaking wet clothes and his hair leaked nature's water. He gently closed the door and pulled his boots off. He stood next to her side of the bed, falling in love with the curve of her lips and the length of her eyelashes. Alcohol coasted off his breath and his fingertips glided over her lips and her cheeks. Her chest went up and down, and her breath exhaled with a sweet flow.

Gunner placed his lips on her forehead, causing her eyes to blast open. She sat up.

"Gunner, where have you been? I was so worried about you." She sniffled and waited for him to respond.

He stayed silent and watched her through hooded, drunken eyes, and peeled his shirt off, unhurriedly. The sculpt of his abs always made her shiver. The visible veins crawled up his arms and the deep V that led to his glorious sex made her mouth water more than his wet hair. The thunderclap and lightning flash and gave brief, clear, glimpses of his divine body as his breath grew shallow.

Gunner's hand delicately lifted her hand and caressed her palm with his moist fingertips. His desire to remember the lines that indicated her branches and her fate was severe. He dipped his head down and kissed her forehead lining it with love. He took a step back and dropped her dripping pants, and his white briefs stuck to his erection. And ever so slowly, Gunner stripped it off. She knew she was going to miss the thickness of his manhood.

He threw them onto the floor, making a soggy noise. Gunner glided onto the bed and on top of her shaky body. He always had a way of making her feel as if it was their first time making love to each other – making her feel that thrill before he slid into her. Gunner tossed the sheets to the side, revealing her front zipper sports bar that her hardened nipples lived under. Baby blue panties blessed the curvature of her hips. She saw that he took his time, watching every arch and swerve from her perky, full breasts, to her plump and subtle stomach, and her luscious thighs.

He sucked his bottom lip into his mouth – starving for her. His hot hands massaged her waist and her hips causing her to fall into relaxation. He took his hands down to her thighs and sweetly caressed them. He then dug deep but lightly into the muscles of her calves and made his way to her petite feet.

Gunner lifted her right leg and kissed the top of her foot, not losing eye contact with her. He never seduced her like this. Never. His seduction was almost frightening – a terrifying aspect of him that she felt forced to stay put. He was like warm honey leaking down on her stomach. Dani's arms opened as he fell into them and onto her heated body. He pulled her arms above her head, clenching her wrists as he ravished her. Kissing her neck, Gunner leisurely unzipped her bra, exposing her soft breasts that felt like satin in his hands. She gasped in awe at the passion that fell from every touch he gave her.

His hard cock stroked her lips as the thirst for him leaked through her panties. The tease thrilled her and caused a level of frustration. The animal in him shined through as he ripped her underwear off and placed it to the side. That was the Gunner she knew. Slipping into her, feeling every ripple in her tight heated walls – a sharp gasp escaped both of their mouths. Pure lust poured out between them in every breath they took. He gripped her cheeks as he passionately waltzed his tongue with hers. The shared dance made her cry out and burst her juices onto his cock. Gunner's growl pushed into her ear as he thrust inside of her. His fingers glided down to the sides of her cheeks.