Page 64 of Gunner

I screamed out as he slammed his cock inside me as he roared loudly. He circled his hips, grinding himself deep inside me before withdrawing and slamming straight back inside.

God help me, he was voracious when it came to sex. A man on a mission. He fucking knew what he was doing and with the right move, he had me purring like a kitten, demanding more attention.

I screamed out his name over and over, spurring him on. He leaned forward without breaking the rhythm and reached under me to grab my breasts. Holding them tight, he used my body as an anchor for his cock as he fucked me wildly.

I pushed back eagerly against his dick, taking every inch deep inside me. I could feel my orgasm building with every hard thrust as my pussy tightened around him.

“Cord...” I moaned.

“I can feel it, babydoll. Tell me when. I want to cum with you.”

He continued to pound my pussy when I suddenly screamed, “Now!”

Wave after wave of ecstasy washed over me as he pumped his cum inside me. He continued to thrust and grind as I tightened around him, taking every last drop, when my pussy did something I never thought possible. I didn’t know if it was because I was so fucking horny, or drunk on his dick, but as he pumped his cum into me, my pussy contracted, sucking him deeper, locking him in place.

“Oh FUCK!” he roared, as another wave of cum erupted from his dick, spewing deep inside me.

“Babe,” Gunner panted heavily. “You gotta let go!”

Riding another orgasmic wave, I collapsed onto the bed as I struggled to get my breath back, when I felt Gunner’s hand gently running over my back, his cock still inside me, pulsing randomly. I turned my head to look at him and he winked at me.

When my body finally calmed, he slowly pulled his cock from me and groaned as he saw his cum drip from me.

“That is a beautiful sight, babe,” he gasped.

I lay on my side, feeling completely satisfied.

He lay down next to me and pulled me against him. Laying there in his arms, everything felt right. Almost as if I was where I belonged.

I never wanted this to end.

“I still can’t believe Mike asked King to watch out for you. Like I’m incapable of doing that myself.”

“Well,” I sighed. He wasn’t going to let this go. I knew that now. No matter how many times we fucked, what his brother and my father thought about him was going to bug him. “In my dad’s defense, your ex-girlfriend did stab me in your home with you not even a few feet away.”

“Speaking of which, how do you feel?” he asked, pulling back to look at me. “I was a little rough.”

“It doesn’t hurt. I’m good.”

“I still can’t believe that bitch stabbed you.”

“With a nail file no less,” I chuckled. “I’ll give her props for ingenuity.”

“We’ve had a busy week so far, haven’t we?” he chuckled.

I nodded, smiling. “Yeah, we have.”

“I meant what I said earlier, Sarah. You’re mine. I don’t want anyone else. You’re it for me.”

“I know. I feel the same way.” I yawned just as his phone vibrated. Saying nothing more, I closed my eyes as he reached over me and grabbed it.

“Uh, baby?”

“Mmm...” I barely said, snuggling deeper against his soft pillow.

“I gotta go talk to King. You stay here and rest, okay?”

“Mmm.”