“That’s it Mouse. You know how good your lips look wrapped around my dick? I’m gonna fuck your mouth now. Are you ready for that?”

I kept my pace and wondered was I ready for that. The briefest image of waking up with that monster in my mouth flashed in my mind.

He pulled back and popped free from my mouth. “You’re here with me in this room, right Mouse?” I looked at him, with all of his love and passion and all I could think was how much I wanted to give this to him and how much I wanted it for me. It was about me as much as it was about him. I wasn't pushing myself to see how far I could go, I was freeing myself from a lifetime of pain. “I want you to fuck my mouth.” The seductive tone that came from my lips surprised me.

Gunner wasn't the type of man to let me lead. He moved to his knees, and I may have moaned at the pure sight of his magnificent body in the morning light. I’d seen him last night, but in the light, every inch of ink-covered skin was defined muscle and beauty.

“Lay on your side.”

I propped myself up on my arm facing him.

“Open,” Gunner commanded.

I opened my mouth and he pushed in deeply. I sucked and licked and he went wanton with need.

I made him wild.

He pushed in, pulling my hair and pressing in so deep he hit the back of my throat. It made my pussy clench with need. One, two, three, quick thrusts and he popped free from my mouth so I could catch my breath.

“Do you know how good you take my cock?”

“Mmm,” I moaned as his cock slid back in and he continued fucking me.

“Best fucking lips. Everything you do, Mouse, is fucking perfect.”

He paused for a moment, “You want to be my wife?”

I looked up at him, his cock in my mouth, all joking from earlier gone. I moaned out a throaty, “Mmm hmm.”

“Good to know you’ll say yes when I ask you. I like those odds.” With that, he went wild, fucking my mouth vigorously.”

I quickened my pace with his wild thrusts.

“Fuck,” he hissed, “Keep that up babe, and I’m going to come.”

I didn’t let up. How could I?

He thrust harder and faster and my pussy ached so much I had to touch myself. I reached down between my legs and stroked my clit sliding my finger down to collect the moisture and using that to swirl my tight bundle of nerves.

He pumped again and then he swore so loud I’m sure everyone in a mile radius heard him, “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!”

And then he was coming and I was swallowing, sucking up every inch of my beautiful biker’s seed.

“Don’t figure we’ll have much time but I gotta get you off. That was one of the sexiest fucking things I’ve ever seen. Do you know how fucking sexy you are, Mouse? Do you know what you do to me? Sucking me off like that? You’re a fucking vixen.”

He reached down to my clit and took over, swirling and then moving his finger inside of me. He was quick to curl it and press exactly where I needed it. It only took seconds for him to hit the exact spot I needed and then in another moment I was shuddering and climaxing all over his large hand.

“Love you, Gunner,” I murmured, and then he smacked my ass.

“Let’s go. Need to get up with our boy,” he grinned as he said our boy.

I whipped my t-shirt overhead and grabbed the robe. “I’m going to take a quick shower.”

He pulled on some black sweatpants and a white t-shirt. “I’m going to make breakfast. Don’t take too long, yeah?”

I smiled, kissed him quickly, and saw Gun still curled up on the couch like no time had passed. In the bathroom, I looked over my body. I felt different. My bruises were near gone, but that wasn’t why I felt different. I felt like I was finally owning my skin. Somehow, Gunner taking my body didn't make me feel anything, but beautiful, and me giving my body to him only made me feel free.

Gunner’s words settled deep inside of me. “When he asks me.” Oh, how time had changed. It was just weeks ago that I’d been imprisoned by Enrico and I didn't think I would make it out alive. Now, I’d just had the most glorious night and morning with Gunner, and the idea of me spending the rest of my life with him was a real possibility.

I just wish I could shake this sense of foreboding that something bad was coming.

Chapter Twenty-Seven Gunner

The next several weeks were what I could only describe as a dream. Charlie, Gun and I were a family. We’d eat together, go fishing, hike around the property, and yes, Gun and I would play video-games together. I continued teaching Gun how to fight. He loved it as much as I did. There was no way my son was ever going to let anyone push him around. We talked with the school and Charlie had enrolled him in homeschooling for the time being, just until things settled down. She would work with him for several hours on school work, he never complained. I loved that about him. He wasn't a whiner. He never got upset about moving, at least not anymore since his mom was back. In fact, he seemed to be flourishing. If it wasn't for the fact that we were hiding here, then I’d say life was about as close to perfect as it could be.

As for Charlie, she was becoming more and more sure of herself. We’d talk, and make love, and when we could occupy Gun without him knowing what was going on, we’d sneak off for a quickie. She was always so ready for me. Damn, this woman! She had no idea how mesmerized I was by her. She got stronger every day, whether she knew it or not.

Reggie and the guys started to come and go more frequently. Shane and Ace came up on the weekends. I talked to them often. We hadn’t heard anything on Enrico, and we weren’t sure if we would. The radio silence was unusual, and everyone was still on high alert.

I heard the roar of motorcycles and smiled. Thank fuck. The weather had been unseasonably warm, and they were still able to ride out. I’d asked my brothers for a few favors, and I knew when this shit settled, I’d owe them, but that was the thing about brotherhood, you’d do what you could if you could do it for each other. You’d have each other’s backs, and judging by the smile on Shane’s face as he threw up his kickstand on his Dyna, he had mine. Even Ace seemed to be in a good mood. I greeted them with a slap of the hands and then a quick hug. I couldn't help, but grin. I was excited. “You got everything I asked for?”

“You know it,” Shane said. I heard more bikes approach. “Reggie, Knuckles, Donnie, Lachlan, Anthony and his old lady.” Shane motioned his head to the guys as they approached.