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“God, you have a perfect pussy.”
She bit her lip and gripped my ass pushing me into her more.
“Forgot my Mouse likes me deep.”
“Yes,” she moaned.
I pulled out and let my tip swirl around her entrance. I needed to tease her. Teasing her was a gift because the more I teased, the more she wanted, and the more she wanted, the more she gave. Her nails pressed into me, begging me to give it to her.
I moved to my knees so I was sitting on my heels and I grabbed her hips. I stopped teasing her and gave us what we both wanted.
Gripping her, I brought her whole body against my dick. It hit hard, but it hit home. “Yes, God. Yes Gunner.
“Fuck, Charlie. Nothing better. You feel that? How my dick fits perfectly in you? You feel how wet you are on my cock? How you slide against it?”
“Yes baby, I feel it.”
“Grab your tits, babe.”
She smirked at me, remembering how I ordered her to do the same thing the only other time we were together. She rolled her nipples.
“Fuck! Your tits. They’re so fucking sexy. So big. So full.”
“Your baby made them that way.”
I let out a growl thinking about my seed making her tits this full. Just the thought of my seed inside of her made the primal side of me want nothing more than to claim every inch of her. I wanted my seed buried deep inside of her.
My body became possessed. I couldn’t do anything but think about claiming her body in every way. I slammed in and out, hard and fast, pulling her to me at the same time. She moaned a long, throaty moan and her body, surprising her, let go. She convulsed over me, but I didn't give in. I continued on, pushing in and out until I could feel my balls pull tight, and became wilder. I lifted her body to me so her full breast bounced against my chest and came. I came so hard and so fast, as Charlie orgasmed again surprising us both.
It was bliss.
I stayed seated there. I didn't want to be separated from her. Keeping her body connected to mine, I pulled her down to the mattress. “That was so good,” she murmured dazedly.
I sighed, and felt my dick twitch not nearly sated. I’d have her again tonight.
“What was that sigh for?”
“I’m finally home, Mouse.”
“Yeah, you are.”
Chapter Twenty-Six Charlie
Gunner’s sentiments about being home resonated so clearly with me. It was the absolute truth. You’d think that after everything that had happened to me that I wouldn't have been able to give myself so freely to him, but that was so far from the truth. Maybe I’d compartmentalized the abuse my body had been through, because the moment Gunner kissed me, all I knew was that it was right, and everything I needed to heal, I’d find from his touch. I craved it. A look from him had always been the comfort I needed to survive. A touch from him had been the spark I needed to live. And having him inside of me, well that was… it was everything. The serenity I felt after we made love soothed me in a way that nothing else could have. It didn't erase the bad, but it made me hope for the future. It made me think about going forward and my life with him was more important than anything some evil psychopath could’ve done to me. It was more important than a pair of twins who took something they had no right to. It was more important than neglectful foster parents, and Lord knows, my life with him was more important than where my journey began. People talk about soul mates. Gunner wasn't my souls mate, he was the other half of me. I felt whole in a way that I’d never truly felt before. I felt powerful, and above all, I felt loved.
“I love you,” I whispered as we made love for the third time that night.
“Mmm, I love you,” he sleepily mumbled as he nuzzled into my hair. We embraced, holding on to each other all night. My eyes grew heavy. before I knew it, I heard, “Mom?”
“Shh, she’s tired. Go on out in the living room, I’ll be out in a minute.”
My eyelashes fluttered open and I focused on Gun’s retreating form. “Morning,” I whispered to Gunner.
He kissed me on my shoulder since my back was to his front. “How are you?” he asked. “Are you sore?”
I moved my legs causing him to groan. “Sore, but in a good way.” I couldn't help but shift my body into his. It became a reflex.
“I gotta get up with him, woman. If you don't want our son starving you better stop squirming.”
I laughed, “I’ll get up.” I sat up and watched as Gunner’s gaze moved to my breasts. The sheet tented in response. I threw his t-shirt on. “Stay here, I’ll be right back.” I walked out and smirked when I saw Gunner in front of the TV watching cartoons. “You want Fruity Pebbles, this morning?”
He was surprised that I was up and about. It felt good. It felt normal. “Reggie ate the rest yesterday.”
“Nah, I hid a box for you,” I said smiling as I grabbed the box I’d hidden by the pots and pans. I poured him a bowl and set the box down on the coffee table. He smirked at me, knowing that I knew how he liked to have seconds in the same colorful milk.
I made my way back to the bedroom and locked the door behind me. Gunner was still where I left him. His broad tattooed chest was exposed. He looked at me lazily with a grin on his face. I could get used to seeing him smile at me like this.
My smile widened as his eyes shifted to his still hard cock. “I want to marry you,” I said shocking myself and him.
“Is that so?”
“Mmm hmm.” I licked my lips. “But first I want to taste you.”
“In that order?” he laughed and then groaned as I moved to straddle him on the bed.
“Something funny?”
His chest heaved up and down. His eyes grew hooded as he reached under his t-shirt I was wearing and ran his hands over my breasts.
With a devilish look in my eyes, I slid down his body, moving the sheet aside. His hard length sprung free. I licked my lips and kept my eyes fixed on Gunner.
“You gonna suck me, Mouse?”
I bent low and licked from his balls to his tip and grinned.
“Take me in your mouth.”
He was big and his cock was straining with need. I took him into my mouth and hollowed out my cheeks giving him suction, and began to bob my head. I needed to use my hand on him in conjunction with my mouth due to his size. As I wrapped my hands around his cock and pumped them along with my head bobbing, Gunner moaned. It was deep and throaty, and turned into a rumble of pure pleasure.
She bit her lip and gripped my ass pushing me into her more.
“Forgot my Mouse likes me deep.”
“Yes,” she moaned.
I pulled out and let my tip swirl around her entrance. I needed to tease her. Teasing her was a gift because the more I teased, the more she wanted, and the more she wanted, the more she gave. Her nails pressed into me, begging me to give it to her.
I moved to my knees so I was sitting on my heels and I grabbed her hips. I stopped teasing her and gave us what we both wanted.
Gripping her, I brought her whole body against my dick. It hit hard, but it hit home. “Yes, God. Yes Gunner.
“Fuck, Charlie. Nothing better. You feel that? How my dick fits perfectly in you? You feel how wet you are on my cock? How you slide against it?”
“Yes baby, I feel it.”
“Grab your tits, babe.”
She smirked at me, remembering how I ordered her to do the same thing the only other time we were together. She rolled her nipples.
“Fuck! Your tits. They’re so fucking sexy. So big. So full.”
“Your baby made them that way.”
I let out a growl thinking about my seed making her tits this full. Just the thought of my seed inside of her made the primal side of me want nothing more than to claim every inch of her. I wanted my seed buried deep inside of her.
My body became possessed. I couldn’t do anything but think about claiming her body in every way. I slammed in and out, hard and fast, pulling her to me at the same time. She moaned a long, throaty moan and her body, surprising her, let go. She convulsed over me, but I didn't give in. I continued on, pushing in and out until I could feel my balls pull tight, and became wilder. I lifted her body to me so her full breast bounced against my chest and came. I came so hard and so fast, as Charlie orgasmed again surprising us both.
It was bliss.
I stayed seated there. I didn't want to be separated from her. Keeping her body connected to mine, I pulled her down to the mattress. “That was so good,” she murmured dazedly.
I sighed, and felt my dick twitch not nearly sated. I’d have her again tonight.
“What was that sigh for?”
“I’m finally home, Mouse.”
“Yeah, you are.”
Chapter Twenty-Six Charlie
Gunner’s sentiments about being home resonated so clearly with me. It was the absolute truth. You’d think that after everything that had happened to me that I wouldn't have been able to give myself so freely to him, but that was so far from the truth. Maybe I’d compartmentalized the abuse my body had been through, because the moment Gunner kissed me, all I knew was that it was right, and everything I needed to heal, I’d find from his touch. I craved it. A look from him had always been the comfort I needed to survive. A touch from him had been the spark I needed to live. And having him inside of me, well that was… it was everything. The serenity I felt after we made love soothed me in a way that nothing else could have. It didn't erase the bad, but it made me hope for the future. It made me think about going forward and my life with him was more important than anything some evil psychopath could’ve done to me. It was more important than a pair of twins who took something they had no right to. It was more important than neglectful foster parents, and Lord knows, my life with him was more important than where my journey began. People talk about soul mates. Gunner wasn't my souls mate, he was the other half of me. I felt whole in a way that I’d never truly felt before. I felt powerful, and above all, I felt loved.
“I love you,” I whispered as we made love for the third time that night.
“Mmm, I love you,” he sleepily mumbled as he nuzzled into my hair. We embraced, holding on to each other all night. My eyes grew heavy. before I knew it, I heard, “Mom?”
“Shh, she’s tired. Go on out in the living room, I’ll be out in a minute.”
My eyelashes fluttered open and I focused on Gun’s retreating form. “Morning,” I whispered to Gunner.
He kissed me on my shoulder since my back was to his front. “How are you?” he asked. “Are you sore?”
I moved my legs causing him to groan. “Sore, but in a good way.” I couldn't help but shift my body into his. It became a reflex.
“I gotta get up with him, woman. If you don't want our son starving you better stop squirming.”
I laughed, “I’ll get up.” I sat up and watched as Gunner’s gaze moved to my breasts. The sheet tented in response. I threw his t-shirt on. “Stay here, I’ll be right back.” I walked out and smirked when I saw Gunner in front of the TV watching cartoons. “You want Fruity Pebbles, this morning?”
He was surprised that I was up and about. It felt good. It felt normal. “Reggie ate the rest yesterday.”
“Nah, I hid a box for you,” I said smiling as I grabbed the box I’d hidden by the pots and pans. I poured him a bowl and set the box down on the coffee table. He smirked at me, knowing that I knew how he liked to have seconds in the same colorful milk.
I made my way back to the bedroom and locked the door behind me. Gunner was still where I left him. His broad tattooed chest was exposed. He looked at me lazily with a grin on his face. I could get used to seeing him smile at me like this.
My smile widened as his eyes shifted to his still hard cock. “I want to marry you,” I said shocking myself and him.
“Is that so?”
“Mmm hmm.” I licked my lips. “But first I want to taste you.”
“In that order?” he laughed and then groaned as I moved to straddle him on the bed.
“Something funny?”
His chest heaved up and down. His eyes grew hooded as he reached under his t-shirt I was wearing and ran his hands over my breasts.
With a devilish look in my eyes, I slid down his body, moving the sheet aside. His hard length sprung free. I licked my lips and kept my eyes fixed on Gunner.
“You gonna suck me, Mouse?”
I bent low and licked from his balls to his tip and grinned.
“Take me in your mouth.”
He was big and his cock was straining with need. I took him into my mouth and hollowed out my cheeks giving him suction, and began to bob my head. I needed to use my hand on him in conjunction with my mouth due to his size. As I wrapped my hands around his cock and pumped them along with my head bobbing, Gunner moaned. It was deep and throaty, and turned into a rumble of pure pleasure.
