The sun pierced the blinds and hit my face, baking my skin until I awoke. My legs and arms were entangled with Veronica's. I stared at her calm face while she slept. She looked so peaceful—so beautiful.
Why did a girl like Veronica pick me? I was no good for her—damaged goods. I'd only end of corrupting her. The VA was no place for someone as smart as her. Veronica was going places and I didn't want to bring her down.
I leaned over and kissed her on the forehead. I didn't want to leave but I had to—it was the only way to keep her safe. I grabbed my keys, wallet, and phone off the nightstand. I found my jeans sprawled out on the floor. I quietly put my legs through and raised them up, buckling the belt.
Veronica shifted in bed. I froze for a second and she opened her eyes. Fuck! This was not how I wanted her to see me.
“Good morning, lover,” she said, rubbing her eyes. Veronica's gaze went down to my jeans and her eyes shot open. “Going somewhere?”
I knew I couldn't leave her. She was perfect in very way. “I was just going to make a call to John to see if everything was okay yet.”
Veronica rolled around, the sheets becoming taut, conforming to her perfect skin. My pants got tighter. How could she have such an effect on me?
“I'll be right back.”
“Don't be too long.” She smiled. I needed a photo of her happy face to look at whenever I wanted to.
I went outside and almost collapsed against the closed door, my heart beating in my chest. I didn't want to leave Veronica. I was scared—terrified because things were moving so quickly. I'd never felt this way about a girl before. This was undiscovered territory.
I think I'm in love.
I pulled out my phone and called John.
“Where are you, Gunner?” John asked quickly.
“A motel.”
“Thank God you're safe.”
“What about Hudson and Bryce?”
“They're fine. Hudson took a bullet to the shoulder but he's going to be fine. I have the doc working on him now.”
I breathed a sigh of relief. “That's good to hear.”
The memory of Wyatt came flooding back to me. I'd been so caught up with Veronica that I forgot all about it. My throat closed up and I choked on tears. “Wyatt was a good man,” I told John.
I could hear John on the other end trying to hold it together. “He was family and he'll be missed.” After a moment of silence. “Is the girl all right?”
“She's a little shaken up but fine. How are we going to strike back at the Russians?”
“Not over the phone, Gunner, we'll talk later today at the VA.”
He was right. I shouldn't be talking about business on the phone. You never know who's listening. “See you soon.”
Now I needed to figure out what to do with Veronica. Could we really be happy together? I hoped so.
I went back into the hotel room and the bed was empty, the sheets strewn about. The shower was running and steam escaped through the open bathroom door. I stepped softly along the carpet, taking off my jeans as I sneaked into the bathroom. The dense fog barely gave any visibility. I could see the outline of Veronica behind the glass shower door—her figure was a sight to behold. Every curve of her body begged to be touched—worshiped.
I opened the shower door and crept inside. Veronica didn't notice me as she washed her hair. I wiped the suds out of her eyes and she smiled at me.
“I was hoping you'd come in.”
“How could I resist?”
I wrapped my arm around her back and pulled her to me. Our lips collided with a bang. Veronica moaned as my tongue entered her mouth.
The way she cried out turned me on so much. My erection pressed against her belly, pulsing with heat. The warm water soothed my skin.
“Last night couldn't have been more perfect,” she whispered.
“I want you so badly,” I replied. I tugged on her hair, tilting her head back so I could kiss her throat.
Veronica put my hands on my chest and pushed me away.
Did she not want me?
“I want to make you feel good,” she said with a devilish grin. Veronica got down on her knees in front of me.
Fuck yes...
Veronica grasped my shaft with both hands. She kissed my tip, lightly flicking her tongue against it. She looked into my eyes and opened wide before shoving my length into her mouth. I groaned as she wrapped her lips around my manliness. My breathing quickened and Veronica pushed me in and out.
I brushed her soaking wet hair out of her face and held it into a ponytail behind her head. She gripped my hardness with one hand and stroked as she went down on me.
I thought she had never been with a man before. Where did she learn to do this?
Veronica sucked on me hard and then pulled my erection out. It was my turn to pleasure her. I tried to lift Veronica by the arms but she wasn't done yet. Not even close.
She ran her tongue all the way down from the tip to the base. A shiver ran down my spine as she put me back in her mouth. “Please Veronica, I'm so close. You need to stop.”
She ignored anything I said and kept going. The pleasure felt so good, I didn't want to argue anymore.
“Oh Veronica!” I yelled as I unloaded inside her mouth. Veronica's head bobbed up and down on me, swallowing all my semen.
Holy fuck! I can't believe this.
Veronica pulled me out and wiped my seed that was dribbling from the corner of her lips. My knees could barely hold me up. I fell down next to Veronica on the shower floor. The water cascaded off both of us as I held her against my chest.
“Did you like that?” she asked innocently.
“I thought you told me you'd never done that with a guy before?”
“Never have.” Veronica smiled.
“You're too damn good.”
Veronica beamed with pride. “You taste so good.”
“Does this mean we're going out?” I asked.
Veronica lifted her head from my chest. “That's no way to ask a girl out.”
The thought of having a girlfriend was repulsive. In all my years I had never even been close. But somehow with Veronica, it was all different. “Will you be my girlfriend?” I said through a clenched jaw.
“You really mean it? We've only been together for a short while. I don't want you to have any regrets.”
I nodded. “You're all I ever wanted, Veronica.”
“I'll be your girlfriend, Gunner,” she replied with tears in her eyes.
I took her in my arms and pressed my lips against hers. “You're all mine now,” I whispered in her ear.
“And you're mine,” she replied.
I desperately wanted to say I love you but I knew it was too soon. There was no way she could be feeling the same way.