36. Montana

36

Montana

I cling to Gunner’s shoulders while he carries me up to our bedroom. I’ve spent the past week feeling like death, but today, I almost feel like myself again.

The day my father snatched me off Violet was the worst day of my life. I was less scared about what would happen to me and more worried that Mason would kill my horse. That my man would think I ran out on him. But things only got worse the moment I opened my eyes and realized I was in a freezer.

The three weeks I spent under his torture blur together in my mind. I spent my days starving, getting spanked, slapped, and spat on, and my nights were spent in rooms with loud sirens, blinding lights, and extreme temperature conditions.

I had no idea how long I was with him. Some days it felt like a few hours. Others, it felt like years. I rarely saw the sun, and I breathed in dank, artificial air. I begged God to take me home just so I wouldn’t have to suffer anymore. Then I opened my eyes, and Gunner was before me.

At first I thought he was a mirage. Something my mind made up to help alleviate the strain of the suffering I was in. But I felt the pain when Gunner shoved me out of my chair to protect me. And I felt nothing but satisfaction while I watched him stomp Mason’s head in like a useless piece of fruit.

Those days were filled with pain and heartache, but they’re over now. And the pain I might feel in the next few minutes will be the kind I enjoy.

Gunner takes me into the room and places me on the bed like I’m a baby. I watch him closely while he undresses, and I slip his shirt off my shoulders, leaving myself naked on the beige quilt below me.

I feel the slightest bit embarrassed about my body sitting here bare. A month and a half ago, I had curvy hips, plump tits, and a figure my friends envied. Now I’m a lot smaller, and my assets aren’t what they once were. But Gunner makes any insecurities I have go away when he looks back at me.

“I love you how you are now, Montana, and I will love you in your health too. You know that I want you. So spread your legs for me like the goddess you know you are. ”

I lie down on the bed slowly, feeling a pain in my right rib when I do. Apparently it’s cracked, but it’ll be alright in a few weeks. Gunner’s been making me use an inhaler daily, and I’ve been given ample pain medicine to help too. On my back, the pain is almost nonexistent. And my mind is taken off of the pain completely when he crawls onto the bed and puts his face between my legs.

His lips press soft kisses against my inner thighs while he holds my legs wide with his strong hands. “You’ll never know how much I missed you, Montana.”

My back sinks into the quilt, and I sink my hands in his soft, brown hair. “I thought about you every single day, Gunner.”

He bites my thighs and grips my legs tightly. “I thought about you every minute, baby. Every second. Every millisecond.” His tongue flicks my pussy lips. “I hope you’re ready for the love you’re getting ready to receive, little fox. I’m getting ready to have you on your back until you faint.”

I drape my legs over his shoulders. “I don’t know if you’ll be able to keep me on my back, Gunner. You may have to wrestle me.”

He moves my legs off his shoulders, holding them wide open. “There will be no wrestling, Montana Elizabeth. If I have to wrestle you, I’ll tie you down to this bed and leave your pussy aching until dinner.”

I want to give him a hard time and push his limits, but I’m worried he might be serious, and waiting here for hours while he makes me suffer is too much to handle right now. “I’ll be your good girl, Gunner.”

He kisses my clit and rubs my slit with his thumb. “I know you will. Keep those legs open and let me eat my favorite meal.” Gunner kisses my pussy lips slowly, licking between them with his tongue and sucking my clit softly.

“Mmm. That feels so good.”

He sucks my pussy lips one at a time, coating my most sensitive areas with his spit. I try to roll my hips against his mouth, but my body’s too sore to do so.

“Just stay still, little fox. I know how to give you what you like, baby.” He moves his lips higher, kissing the patch of hair between my hip bones. “I love this little patch of hair, little fox. Don’t you ever get rid of this.”

I laugh against his lips, and he climbs my body slowly, dragging his tongue up my skin as he goes further up. I miss him between my legs as soon as he’s gone, but I feel the tip of his dick touch me when he places his hands on either side of my head.

I feel so safe under him. I smile when I think about how I couldn’t stand to be around him when we met. I didn’t want him touching me. I didn’t want him looking at my body. And now I crave him like he’s a guilty pleasure.

He wraps my legs around his hips while he sits on his heels, staring down into my eyes with his clear blue ones. “You’re radiant, Montana Elizabeth. I can’t believe you want to be with a grouchy old bastard like me.”

I squeeze my legs around him tighter, trying to pull him closer. “Touch me, cowboy. I need you to touch me.”

Gunner shuts his eyes and moans. “God, I love it when you beg me, Montana. Let me hear you beg a little longer, baby.”

I stare up at him longingly. “Please, touch me, Gunner. I need to feel your hands on my body. I can’t wait any longer. Don’t make me wait any longer.”

Gunner’s hands trail down my thighs, warming me up. “You’re so soft and delicate, Montana.” I let my eyes fall closed when he smacks my left tit. “Eyes on me.”

I focus on him, giving him my full attention while those strong and rough hands move to my chest, his thumbs rubbing slow circles on my nipples. He massages my tits, squeezing and molding them like they’re dough. I get wetter in the process, spilling onto the bed below us.

He looks down, satisfied, and shows me his smile. “That’s a good girl. I need you to get you as wet as possible Montana. I need enough of your cream spilling down your legs so I can fuck you nice and deep, and I need some to finger your tight ass so I can get it ready for my cock.”

“I’ve never had anal sex before.”

Gunner rolls my tits in circles while he humps my slit. “I know, little fox. But you’re going to love it. Your cute little ass is going to look so fucking sexy with my cock slipping in and out of it.” His hands slide under my butt and cup my cheeks. “This is my ass, Montana. It’s mine to have fun with and play with and love. And you’re going to be a good girl and take my cock in this ass today. Aren’t you?”

I’m terrified to take Gunner’s cock in my ass, but I’m really excited to too. “Yes.”

He squeezes my ass cheeks in his hands, humping me faster. “That’s my girl. You want to feel me inside you now, don’t you.”

I grip his strong forearms for support. “Yes. Please, Gunner. Don’t make me wait a second longer.”

He licks his lips while beads of sweat drip down his chest, running down his hair. “I won’t. You can have it, baby.”

I smile at him, but my smile is wiped away when I feel him enter me slowly. I haven’t felt him in so long. I’m still getting used to the size and feel of him in my body.

He hovers over me, getting into missionary while I keep my legs around his hips. He grits his teeth, breathing hard. “ Tell me to take it slow with you, Montana. I need you to help me keep my head on straight, baby.”

I press a kiss to his lips, feeling his stubble scratch my face. “Take it slow with me, cowboy. I’m sensitive. Don’t hurt me.”

Gunner cups my face and presses soft kisses to my lips, moving his hips back and forth gently. “I missed being inside you so much, little fox. I was made just for you. My body was created just for you.”

I open my mouth while he slides his tongue inside me, running it all over my teeth and gums. I let my legs loose, lying them flat against the bed so he can take me deeper, my arousal sliding between my ass cheeks while he slides in and out at a steady rhythm.

I wrap my arms around his neck, trying to hold him close to my aching body. “I love you so much, Gunner.” I dig my nails in his back, relaxing completely while he wrecks me, stretching me deep and wide while I take all of him.

Gunner kisses my neck, slowing his fucking to a crawl while he shoves himself as far back in me as possible before withdrawing his dick and going in again, the sound of our connection filling the space. “I love you more, Montana Elizabeth. You’ve picked up my dead heart and brought it back to life, little fox. I promise to love you forever. You’ll never go a day without my love.”

I lift my hips higher, trying to grind myself against him as best as I can while he drills me into the bed. “You’re the only man I’ve ever trusted to enter my heart, Gunner. I’ve never felt more safe, happy, protected, and loved than I do with you.”

His warm lips kiss all over my face and neck, and I dissolve into him, wanting to become one. My soul reaches for his, and I feel everything in him wrap around me, holding me close, refusing to let go.

I bury my face in Gunner’s neck, smelling his floral soap that we share mixed with his sweat. His hair tickles my chest and pelvis, and I bask in the pleasuring sensation, feeling like I could do this all day long.

Gunner’s hips move a little faster, and I whimper when I feel my rib ache. He slows down, moaning repeatedly. “I’m sorry, baby. I’ll be gentle.”

I brush my nose over his and bite his bottom lip. “I can take it. Don’t slow down. I want you to take what you need from me.”

Gunner’s warm breath covers my neck while his hips clap against mine, hard and steady. His hands pin down my arms, and I spread my legs wide, wanting to be as open as possible for him. He bends his head to lick my shaking tits, and the bed frame hits the wall while he fucks me harder. “Fuck, baby. You’re so lovely and perfect, Montana. So soft and sweet.”

I stare into his happy eyes, feeling myself getting closer. “You make my pussy feel incredible.”

He presses a kiss to my nose, barely hanging on. “Tell me how I can make it feel even better. Tell me what my pussy needs, little fox.”

I breathe slower, feeling myself right there. “Come on me, Gunner. I want you to come on my pussy. Rub it all over me.”

Gunner pumps in me a few more seconds while his eyes roll back, and my body tightens when he pulls out, squirting over my vulva in long ribbons that spray forward and hit my chest.

“Fuck, Montana.” He rubs his dripping dick all over my entrance, and I sink my fingers in his seed that coats my tits, rubbing it over my nipples.

Our mixed fluids spill out of me, and he grins when he looks down, satisfied at the mess we’ve made. “Do you think you can handle a little more, little fox?”

I sit up, needing to catch my breath. “Give me everything you’ve got.”

He leans forward and bites my tits. His warm tongue drags over my bruised flesh, and when he pulls back, he smacks my pussy. “Get on your knees, and rest your head on one of the pillows.”

I reach forward, grabbing the pillow I just had my head on, and bring it forward until I can lean my face against it on the side.

Gunner’s warm hands rub my ass softly. “This might hurt a little, Montana, but I promise I’ll make it good for you.”

I feel our cum run down my legs while he swipes a finger through it, rubbing it over my ass. “I know you will. I want to feel you inside every part of me.”

Gunner groans behind me, teasing my hole gently, adding more cum before he sticks the tip of his finger in. “I can’t wait to show every inch of your body love, Montana. But before we do this, I need you to know something.”

I look over my shoulder at him into his vulnerable eyes. “What is it?”

He gulps while he slides his finger in me a little deeper. “I’ve never had anal sex before either.”

A laugh escapes me, causing him to smile. “Well, I’m glad we get to do it together.”

He laughs and eases on the bed behind me. “Me too.”

I wiggle my hips against his finger, enjoying the sensation. “I really like this so far.”

His voice takes on its more confident edge again. “That makes me so happy, little fox. Do you think you can handle a second finger?”

It feels like his index one is inside me, and although it’s as deep as possible, it’s not painful. “I can try?”

He pulls his finger out and goes over to his nightstand drawer. “Let’s do two fingers with some lube, and if you’re feeling okay after that, we’ll give it a try.”

I watch him while he brings the bottle back over to the bed, and I rest my head on my pillow again when I hear the bottle open and feel the liquid spilling between my cheeks. “Sounds like a plan.”

Gunner puts the bottle aside, rubbing circles around my rim again before he puts two fingers at my opening. “If you want me to stop, little fox, you better say milkshake.”

I laugh again, feeling him ease in me slowly, but I bite my pillow when he gets halfway. “I feel really full.”

He stays where he is for a moment, scissoring his fingers slowly inside my ass. “Let me know when to keep going.”

My body starts to adjust after a few pumps at this level, and once I slow my breathing, I feel ready for more. “You can now.”

I feel Gunner’s thick dick brush against my thigh while he sinks his digits in further, doing something I never thought I’d be open to. When he’s all the way in, he pauses, giving me a second to adjust. “This is all about you, Montana. Whatever you don’t like, whatever you want to change, just tell me.”

I nod my head, and I hold my position while he gently pulls his fingers back a little then forward, fucking my ass with them. “You take such good care of me, Gunner.”

He keeps his finger pace slow and consistent which only makes me get more comfortable and horny. “I’m going to keep taking care of you, Montana. Whatever you want, you will receive.”

My hips start to pump back against his hand on their own, and I feel his cock dripping down my leg with precum. “Are you ready to be back inside me, baby?”

Gunner starts humping my leg with his cock. “I’m always ready to be back inside you.”

My clit flutters, and my core tightens. “Then get back in here and take what’s yours.”

He groans behind me and pulls his fingers out slowly, opening the bottle of lube again to add some to his dick. “I love you, Montana Elizabeth.”

I wait for him to get ready. “I love you too, Gunner.”

He grips his dick with one hand and uses the other to hold my hips. “Stay relaxed.”

I breathe slowly in and out, and my mouth hangs open when I feel him start to enter me. “Are you gonna go all the way in?” In theory, I thought I could handle it, but here in this moment, I’m not so sure.

I feel him shaking behind me with his tip in. “I’ll go as far as you let me.”

His hands start to caress my hips, his thumbs tracing over the curve of them, and I feel my body open up a little more. “Go deeper.”

Gunner holds his breath while he eases himself in, a little bit at a time. “Oh, Jesus Christ, Montana.”

I breathe faster from the pleasure of it all. “You’re doing so good, baby.”

Gunner stays silent behind me, slipping himself in more, and I give him more praise. “Such a good fucking boy, aren’t you?”

He groans. “Yes.” His hands squeeze my hips a little tighter, and I gasp when his balls hit my ass. His fingers slide into my hair, and he tightens his grip around my strands. “Your ass. God, your ass feels too good.” He starts to move his hips cautiously, fucking me like I might break if he goes too quickly.

My back arches when he pulls my hair, and I squeeze his dick unconsciously. “I’ve never felt anything this intense in my life.”

He slows down while his breath shudders. “Do you not like it? ”

I pop his thigh like he’s a horse, encouraging him to speed up. “I love it, cowboy. Keep those hips moving. I’m alright. I promise.”

Gunner’s legs start to hit mine more rapidly. He pulls his dick out halfway just to bury it back in me, repeating the action several times over. The sweat on his legs mixes with mine, and any bit of pain or discomfort I felt ceases to exist.

“I’m in love with this ass,” he grits out.

I feel his thumbs dig into my cheeks, and I know he needs more. “You can spank me if you want.” Usually he’d do so by now, but when he saw all of the welts on my body from my father beating me, he was horrified.

He gulps. “Are you sure? I don’t have to if you don’t want me to.”

I smile to myself, knowing he’s dying to. “I want you to. You’re not him. I don’t want you to treat me differently than you would’ve before. Please, spank me.”

“Fuck, baby.” Gunner keeps his right hand on my hip to control his movements while he pulls his left one away to slap my ass. “Mmm. Did my naughty little bitch miss this?”

I bite my lip when he delivers another one. “I missed it so much.”

He gives me another one, speeding up his fucking. “Oh, I missed it too. I love punishing you, little fox. You handle everything I do so fucking well.” He pulls out of me, and I miss him as soon as he’s gone. “I want you bent over the bed.”

I try to move my legs, but they wobble as soon as I do. Gunner helps me get into position gently, and then he’s back behind me, sliding into my ass again. My wrists are pulled behind my back by his left hand, and he uses his right to spank me hard and repeatedly. My tits shake while we move together, and the quilt brushing against my nipples makes my tits tingle in the most amazing way. Every part of my body feels activated, and I feel lightheaded from it all.

Gunner’s dick twitches in me, and he grabs my wrists with both hands. “I’m not gonna be able to hold out much longer, baby. Tell me what you need. Let me give it to you.”

I move my hips against his for a few more seconds, feeling ready to explode any second. “Just keep going a minute longer. I’m right there.” Gunner’s body trembles behind me while he waits patiently for me to come. My body halts moving while a fire starts at my toes, moving all the way up through my stomach. I hold my breath, feeling like I’m sinking underwater as my ass clenches as hard as possible around him before pulsating quickly, over and over. Gunner lets go of my wrists to lean against the bed, pounding my ass while he spills deep inside it.

He stays still until I’ve milked every drop, and then he pulls out delicately, holding me steady so I don’t fall.

When I turn around and look into his eyes, I see he’s smiling just as much as I am, and I can’t wait to see that smile every day for the rest of my life.