Sofia pushed at Gunner, and he moved away. His hand came out of her pants and brought the scent of her with it.
He might have gotten hard if he hadn't heard her gasp. "Why are the front of your pants wet?"
Gunner wanted to sink into the ground. Throw himself in the river. Anything to remove himself from the embarrassment.
When she'd come, a wave of something slammed out of her. The best word he could say was pleasure. She hit him with her pleasure, and his body immediately orgasmed.
"Remember the part where I said it was incredible?"
"But I never even touched you. Don't you require. . .I don't know, some kind of manipulation?"
His shame grew, and he stammered, "Usually, uh, yeah, um." He cleared his throat. "I'm sorry. But the feel of you made me lose control."
"Me?" She sounded so surprised.
"Yes, you. This doesn't usually happen," he grumbled.