by M. Merin
I wait at the door then as he nears I head out into the cold night air; approaching the passenger side of his truck, he looks wary as he asks, “What are we doing, Sweetheart?”
Facing the truck door, I speak up, “You’re taking me home and making me yours, Gunner. No more waiting.” I’m scooped up and deposited in the truck before I can breathe properly.
After he parks in front of the apartment, I wait for him to open the door. He carries me straight from the seat up to the Master Bedroom like my weight is insignificant.
I start stripping the moment he sets me down. Noticing he hasn’t moved, I crawl up to the center of the bed. Kneeling on the middle of it, I face him and say; “I love you, too.”
Gunner
I can barely see her in the darkness but have already memorized her curves. Each time I saw her, I thought that might be the last. Telling her I loved her started a storm in my chest, it would not be calmed until we reached the room and she did exactly what I needed her to do without being prompted.
Not saying a word, not breaking eye contact, I take my turn removing my clothes. Reaching into my back pocket for a condom, she holds up her hand. “Not tonight, Gunner. Tomorrow we’ll be responsible adults; tonight I want to feel your skin on mine, no matter what comes of it.”
I gulp. I’ve never been bare in a woman before. I open my mouth to object, and then stop myself. Because, no matter what she sees in me; as I’ve always known, I am a selfish bastard and do not see a downside to getting her pregnant nor marking her with my cum.
Without a word, I move, naked, onto the bed next to her. As she sways into me I shake my head, instead, reaching my hands out and pinching each of her nipples tightly between my index fingers and thumbs.
“Who do you belong to?” I ask her harshly.
“You, only you, Gunner.” She moans, arching towards me.
“Show me how wet you are, Sweetheart,” I command, enjoying the widening of her eyes. Then with a downward glance, she shifts her right hand across her thigh and delves it into her pussy, taking her time in there. Looking back at me, her hips arching towards my hard cock she pulls out her first two fingers, I grab her wrist and move her hand to circle my cock. Wrapping her fingers around me and spreading her moisture up and down my length until I can’t take anymore.
I push her onto her back, spreading her thighs wide apart, I duck my face between them. Dipping my tongue into her core and I swirl her juices around the lips of her pussy and up to her clit. Nipping her clit gently between my teeth, I suck it further into my mouth, circling it with my tongue.
Pressing first one then a second finger into her hot, wet center; I slowly work on preparing her body for my cock. I know there will be pain regardless but will do what I can to ease that. Lifting my mouth, I tell her to play with her nipples. She moans before complying, staring into my eyes; her own, half-hooded with pleasure. I long to slide a finger into her asshole but decide to wait for another time; her orgasm is all but on top of her and I want her to come before I sink my dick into her.
Her moaning increases as she moves a hand down, weaving her fingers into my hair. “Please, Gunner?! I need it.” She starts begging, so I go to town on her clit and in a moment her thighs start squeezing on either side of my head and her core lifts off the bed as she screams my name repeatedly, squirting all over me.
As she relaxes back against the bed, I move up along her body pausing to lick each nipple, I reach for her chin and wait for her eyes to focus on mine. “Ready for me, Sweetheart? I got to have you now.”
Her mouth widens into a small smile as she simultaneously spreads her thighs and lifts her hips, so her wet pussy rubs up against my cock.
“You’ll be mine now, Gunner?” She whispers.
“Yes, Riley, just yours.” I don’t think I’ve ever spoken truer words. Moving on top of her, I nudge my cock into her folds just to moisten the head. We both groan at the same time. I am shaking with need as she raises her hand to my cheek and nods.
I plunge into her, breaking past her barrier until I’m fully buried inside my Sweetheart.
Riley’s eyes widen with surprise as a brief shadow of pain passes through them. I stay still, barely breathing; hoping she’s alright. Riley takes a deep breath then subconsciously squeezes my cock even tighter within her. I’ve never felt the like. She’s impossibly tight, wonderfully warm and wet and it takes every bit of control I have not to cum right now.
“Riley?” I won’t move without permission.
Tilting her hips even further up, she bestows a larger smile on me. “More, Gunner. I need more.” Leaning down to distract her with a kiss her as I withdraw, she moans at the loss and wraps her legs around my hips to encourage me quickly back. “More, Gunner? Please, all of it.”
She doesn’t ask for much.
I start to slowly thrust in and out of her, but she senses I am holding back and continues begging me for more. Soon I’m pounding into her. My full length into her virgin slit, supporting my weight on one arm; reaching down to rub her clit wanting her to cum hard, squeezing my dick for all she’s worth.
“Cum with me, Riley; I need you to cum with me.” I moan barely able to hold back.
“Cum inside me, Gunner! I want to feel it. I’m going to…” Riley is bucking underneath me; barely able to speak. Finally, she grabs my shoulders, nails sinking into my flesh, and screams loudly into the night. Her tight sheath strangles the cum from my cock and my cries drown out hers as I pour myself into her, filling her with my seed.
My cock slowly softens and I roll to my side, taking her with me. Squeezing too tightly, I let up when she pokes me in the chest. Dropping a kiss to her temple, I whisper how perfect she is; needing her to know I’ve never felt this way. Feeling her tears on my chest and hearing a soft sob, I’m filled with panic. Pulling back to see her face, I’m terrified I’ve hurt her.
Chapter 15
Gunner
“What is it, Sweetheart? What did I do?” I cup her face in my as she wipes her tears with her hands and drawing herself back into my chest.
Her voice is muffled and broken from crying, but I manage to make out “perfect” and “love you” so I adjust my hold around her, soothing her and lightly kissing her head. As my heartbeat returns to normal, I roll off the bed; knowing I need to tend to her. Shushing her question, I pad to the bathroom and after quickly rinsing her blood and juices off my dick, I return with a partially wet towel and a spare.
“Here, Sweetheart, lay back.” I direct her, moving between her legs I gently wipe away our mixed creams and a smear of blood. I freeze, transfixed, as more of my cum slips from her body, my cock twitches again. So fucking hot knowing that there’s more of me inside her even now.
“There you go, Riley,” I say, dropping a quick kiss down to the narrow tuft of hair between her thighs. I shift her to a drier area of the bed, placing the other towel under her ass and covering us as I lay back beside her.
Riley
I’ve never felt so treasured in my life.
I knew from the day we met this is how he would treat me if I were his.
“I love you, Gunner.” I murmur as I drift off to sleep.
Early the next morning I awake to a softly snoring Gunner and the distant chirping of my phone. Disentangling myself, I grab his shirt as I walk to the front room to retrieve my phone from the purse I dropped near the door. Three missed calls from Gram, this can’t be good.
“Good Morning, Riley.” She answers on the first ring. “I trust you are well?”
“Yes, Gram. I saw you’ve been calling, is everything alright?” I ask while grabbing a Diet Coke from the fridge.
“Well, I had an interesting call this morning. Officer Kennelly, you know that busybody?” She pauses for acknowledgement.
“Yes, Gram? What happened?” I can’t imagine anything good coming from a call from him; he gives me the creeps.
“Well, it seems your parents have occasionally tasked him with keeping an eye out for
you when they’re gone. Last night he was at the same restaurant as you and Alex…”
“Alex?”
“Gunner, Dear. Do keep up.” I suddenly feel like an idiot for not realizing Gunner wasn’t his given name. “He said he left a voicemail for your parents about you being in inappropriate company, then drove by the house this morning and saw that no one was home. Unable to reach them, he called me to see if you were with me.”
“Of all the nerve! How dare he go running around checking up on me!” I can’t help but yell, Gunner is instantly in the doorway of the bedroom looking concerned. “I haven’t had the chance to tell you, but Mother called to check up on me yesterday; she knows about me changing my major and the apartment. She forbade both decisions, and even called the President of the University trying to get him to get me reassigned to Pre-Med.”
“Well, we can expect they’ve heard about you and Alex now also.” She sighs into the phone. “I suppose they’ll shorten their trip. I know you can handle this, just be firm with them. I wanted to let you know; you be sure to call me if they give you any problems. Give Alex my regards, Dear.”
Standing, in the living room, I’m staring at the phone as a still naked Gunner wraps his arms around me. “What’s going on?”
“Officer Kennelly left a vmail for my parents that he saw us out together; then after driving by their house and not seeing anyone home he called my Gram. ‘Concerned about my well-being.’ Gram thinks my parents will come home early.” I explain.
He has tensed up around me. “Shit, are you going to be alright? I can’t cancel my trip.”
“I know, I’ll be fine. I have class the next few days, then you’ll be back again.” With my arms around his back, I look up at the concerned expression on his face; then grab his ass with both hands. “Follow me if you’d like a proper sendoff!” I try to move out of his hold but he bends down to toss me over his shoulder instead.
Laughing, I scream, “Caveman!” Getting a growl in return. As he steps over the jeans he discarded the night before and I remember the condom; deciding not to further push our luck, I ask Gunner to get it.
After placing me on the bed, he retrieves it. “Sweetheart, last night was my first time without one of these; maybe after you’re on the pill a while, we can talk about me going bare again?” He looks sheepish at making the request.
I grin and nod, not looking forward to having a barrier between us.
“First things first! I want to try doggie style, Gunner.” He lunges at me, smothering me with his weight as he kisses my nipples and mouth. Finally leaning back, he unwraps the condom to wrap himself up. “On your hands and knees, Riley. Now!”
I quickly comply but still get spanked for my efforts. Screaming in surprise, I lean my ass back into his palm as he soothes the area. “Spread your thighs a bit more. That’s good.” He slides a finger inside me, moaning as he feels how wet I am. “That’s my good girl, all ready for me. Tell me what you want, Sweetheart.”
“You, Gunner. Please!” I moan, thrusting myself back on his finger.
He spanks me again, “Tell me exactly what you want.”
“Your cock, Gunner!” I pant, the one finger he’s holding out - letting me fuck myself with is not nearly enough.
Another spank. “Where, Sweetheart?”
Nearly sobbing with need as he withdraws his finger, I beg; “I need your cock in my pussy, Gunner. I need your cock in me, so bad.”
Kneeling behind me, he slowly enters my overheated pussy. “You’re so tight. Squeezing me so hard.” He keeps narrating as he gradually sheaths his full length.
With one hand on my hip and the other on my shoulder, he stays inside me, gyrating his hips and driving me crazy. “Fuck me, Gunner, please don’t tease me. I need it hard.” From this position, I can feel him so much deeper than last night but he’s still holding back.
Reaching to grab both my tits in his hands, he starts pounding into me. “That’s it, talk dirty Riley. Show me what a dirty little girl you are for my cock. This is what you’ll get.” I lose all capacity to think.
“Yes, fuck me. Fuck me as hard as you want!” He pinches my nipples and I see stars; it’s like there’s a live wire connected between my nipples and my pussy and it pushes me right over the edge. His hands slide down to my hips as he continues to thrust through my orgasm until he reaches his own.
I am lost. And found. The moments he is away disposing of the condom seem like an eternity. Then I’m pulled back into his chest.
“I’ll always give you what you need, Sweetheart, but you damn well better get used to asking for it.” He whispers into my ear as he gently flicks it with his tongue. “I’m going to miss you, Ri. I’ll get back to you as soon as I can.”
“Just be safe, Gunner, that’s all that matters to me.” I push aside dark ‘what if’ thoughts. We lie awake, just content to be in each other’s arms.
Before long, Gunner is kissing me goodbye; heading out to start his run. Although I have time before class, there’s too much running through my mind for me to sleep. That’s when I decide to go for some retail therapy; I need some furniture after all!
Ninety minutes later, I’m at a mid-range furniture store and select a sofa and an oversized chair with a matching ottoman. Not wanting to spend much of my own reserves, I decide the second bedroom can stay empty for the foreseeable future and after arranging delivery I head to class.
Chapter 16
Gunner
Getting to the clubhouse, I first head to my room; taking a mental inventory of what is mine versus what was here when I moved in. Riley and I haven’t discussed moving in together, not like there’s been time; but I’m hoping that she’ll want me there with her and I’m not pushing my luck. I go through my clothes, packing what I’ll need for the next few days then a weekend at Riley’s.
Heading back to the office, I find it empty so drop my bag inside the door and head to the kitchen. Betsy is in there with another of the Girlies, cooking for Flint, Connal, Jake, Vice, and Royce. I fix a coffee and nod to her when asked if I’m hungry.
Shooting the shit with the guys calms me down; I’ve been running high on Riley’s presence for days. Knowing better than to discuss our business in front of the Girlies, they catch me up on the goings on and rib me about being pussy whipped. I have no problem with that and take their shit easily; surprised when Royce speaks up in defense of my new status.
“Vice, have you even seen her? She’s fucking hot as shit. Can’t figure out what she’s doing with Ugly over here, cause I know I would have given up all this ‘free and easy’,” He waves his hand around, ”to get with her.” I narrow my eyes at him but decide to stick with the food in front of my rather than smacking him.
I also don’t miss the stiffening of the Girlies backs at his reference to their status with the MC, once again showing that Royce has to learn to muzzle himself. Meanwhile, Vice and Flint share a look; knowing who Riley’s family is.
As the others move on, Connal, Flint and I are left in the kitchen. “Guys, I, well, I gave Riley both of your numbers. Apparently, Kennelly saw us out the other night and told her parents. They’ve been traveling but may be on their way back now. I know she can count on her grandmother, but I’ll text you her new address and maybe you can check in on her?”
Connal sits back in his seat, studying me closely. “What am I missing here? Why would Kennelly know her or get involved?”
Before I can respond, Flint speaks up; “Keep it close for now. She’s the Maddocks’ daughter.”
“Da Fuck, Gunner!” Connal can’t contain his surprise. “Did you know that day you brought her to my garage?”
“No, not until that bit about her allowance. I knew her mother’s maiden name was Riley, so I put it together then.”
“Shit, Brother. This isn’t good. How do you see this thing going?” He pours himself more coffee but looks at it like he’d like something harder.
“I’m going to claim her.” He lets out a low whistle
at my response. “Meanwhile, I know I can trust you, you and Flint both. Will you do this for me?”
“Sure, maybe I’ll meet the Governor while I’m at it!” He slaps me on the back and heads out shaking his head.
“I want to meet with her,” Flint turns to me.
“Sure, I’ll bring her by Bree’s when I’m…”
“No.” Flint brings his fist down on the table. “I’m gonna have Bree call her and let her know I’ll be by tonight.”
“Flint?”
“You want her, Gunner? I’ll back it, but not until I take her measure. End of discussion. Now Jasper should be in his office, so go check in then be on your way.”
Twenty minutes later, Royce, Vice, and I are on our way, split between two vehicles. Riding in cages during the winter months is necessary around these mountains especially when carrying product, but frustrating nonetheless. I’m in no mood for Royce’s shit and it takes a while for him to settle down.
Flint
Right as dusk is turning to night, I pull up in front of an empty storefront and follow the directions Bree gave me about Riley’s door. She was right; the doorbell is a pain in the ass to make out from the brick surrounding it.
After I’m buzzed in and halfway up the stairs, the upper door opens and I finally see what all the fuss is about. Barefoot, in sweats, and her brown hair in a messy ponytail, is a pretty slip of a girl with extraordinary eyes.
My own Bree has these gorgeous hazel eyes that swirl and change with her mood. Riley’s are amber, an eye color I’ve never seen before and they almost glow. Although not as beautiful as her grandmother was at her age, she is as easy to read as an open book and as both Bree and Gunner said; ‘there’s just something about her that makes me want to protect her, to be a part of her life.’ I don’t know what it is, if this girl even needs protecting; but I suddenly find myself agreeing with their sentiment.