#Chapter Twenty-Six
"What are you doing here, Kitty?" Gunner said to her as he advanced towards her, causing her back to hit the burgundy door. He placed either hand on either side of the door near her head, trapping her within his arms.
"I came to see you," she said.
"Didn't hear what I told you last night?"
"I don't care if you have a wife," she said. "Like how you don't care that I have a boyfriend."
"Came to see me? Do you only want to talk?"
"N-No."
"What else are you hoping will happen?"
"I don't know," she said, her cheeks pinking.
"Fuck you don't," he growled, his hot breath touching her cheeks. He dropped one hand down across her body and his hand disappeared between her legs. Her breath hitched as she felt his finger caressing her sore clit through the thin fabric of her dress. "Is this what you came here for?"
"G-Gunner," she breathed.
"Don't you think you're being very obvious? You keep coming here when the school is packed and you don't have sessions booked."
"I'm sorry, I just wanted to be around you."
His eyes softened. "I want to be around you too."
"Gunner, I need you desperately."
He neared her and touched his lips to hers, invading her mouth with his hot tongue. Kissing her fiercely, his hand left her lower half and collected her dress up into a bundle at his hands. When her dress was up, he put his hand underneath it and nudged her panties aside to run his finger across her clit.
"Look how wet you are."
"Gunner - " she began but he silenced her with another kiss as he rubbed her clit in circles. When they parted, she opened her mouth again to speak but he beat her to it.
"Kitty, listen carefully," he said as his fingers left her pussy. "Don't fucking come here anymore."
And he pushed her out of his door.