The rest of the summer flew by. We went out to Lake Travis a few times, and twice we took Brad’s parents’ boat out. It was huge! Amanda and Brad really seemed to be serious, I could tell Amanda had fallen hard for Brad and he felt the same way. Ari came once and brought Jason, and somehow they managed to stay clear on the other side of the boat away from Jefferson. He had been there with some girl named Kassie. I think that was her name. Shit, I couldn’t keep up with them anymore. Jefferson seemed to have a different girl on his arm ever since we came back from the ranch. I overheard Gunner talking to him in the kitchen one morning when Jefferson came back from a run about all the girls he had been bringing home.

“You can’t fuck her out of your head, Jeff. No matter how many girls you bring home, they’ll never be Ari.”

Gunner had been staying at my place more often than I stayed at his house. I could not bury my head in his pillows again while trying to drown out some whore screaming “Yes, oh God, Jeff, harder, faster!” Argh . . . It was just too much for my poor stomach to handle.

Ari seemed to spend every spare minute she had with Jason. For some reason I didn’t like him; my gut was telling me he was not the right guy for her. I never liked him in school, and I was pretty sure I remembered Jefferson talking about what a man whore he was when we were in high school.

This was the last night before Gunner had to report to football practice. We went to Chuy’s, Gunner’s favorite restaurant, and then back to my place to watch a movie. Ari was out with Jason and who knew what time she would be home. She was all dressed up and was going to the country club because it was Jason’s parents’ anniversary. So we were alone for most of the night.

Somehow Gunner and I were able to control ourselves and not tear each other’s clothes off when we spent our nights together. I could tell it was getting harder for him to stop before things got too far. I had not had another orgasm since the ranch, and I was practically ready to beg Gunner. I think he was afraid of not being able to stop. To be honest, so was I.

But there was something about tonight and the ache between my legs that was not going away. The way Gunner kept rubbing his thumb across the back of my neck was driving me fucking crazy. I was willing to take the risk of not being able to stop just to ease this damn ache.

I decided I needed to take matters into my own hands. I moved so fast I don’t think Gunner knew what had happened. I swung my leg around and straddled him on the sofa. I started to bury my hands in that floppy, messy hair of his that drove me mad. Then I did it . . . I rocked up against his already hard erection.

Oh God, it felt so good, but fuck, I needed more. I let a moan escape from my mouth and Gunner grabbed my hips and held me closer to him. I pressed in harder against him and the next thing I knew Gunner had my shirt over and off my head and was making quick time at taking my bra off. My heart started to pound. Oh, wow. Oh, shit, this would be the first time he saw my naked breasts.

Once my bra broke free and Gunner slipped it down my arms, he just stared at me. He licked his lips and I thought I was going to explode. He just sat there staring with a stupid-ass smile on his face.

“Gunner, please touch me, for fuck’s sake.”

He looked up at me and gave me that damn crooked smile. Oh my God, I could come just by that look alone.

“In a hurry, baby?”

I threw my head back and moaned. I needed more . . . I pressed in harder wishing that his goddamn pants were off. Oh God, it felt like I was so close.

“Gunner . . .” I could hear the desperation in my voice and I didn’t care.

Just then he pulled my arms behind my back, grabbed my wrists, and held them there with his hand. He leaned down into my chest and put his mouth on one of my nipples and sucked it. He used his other hand to twist and pull the other nipple.

Holy fucking hell, I couldn’t think straight. He was driving me insane.

“Ellie . . . Ahhh, fuck, I love to watch you feel good.”

I snapped my head back up and looked him in the face and yelled, “Then fucking make me feel good, damn it!”

That bastard laughed as he went back to sucking on my nipple. Just then he moved his hips and there it was . . . the relief I needed. I moaned again as he was hitting the spot I so desperately needed him to hit.

“Is that it, baby? Is that where you need it?”

Oh God, my body was starting to get that tingling feeling. Shit . . . I was so close. All it took was one more thrust of his hips into mine and I came apart right there.

“Oh my God! Gunner, that’s it!” I threw my head back and started to call out his name. I felt him stop sucking on my nipple, but he never stopped twisting and pulling the other one. Oh. My. God. This feeling was fucking fantastic . . .

Oh, holy hell, I think I just left my body. I heard Gunner saying something to me, but I was in a fog. He was moving me, why the fuck was he moving me? He laid me down on the sofa . . .

What the fuck was he saying? I couldn’t think . . . Just when I thought the pulsing in my body had stopped, it felt like it was going start all over again. Something was different though, something felt different. Oh my God, it felt so good . . .

“Jesus, baby, you’re so wet. Open your eyes and look at me, Ellie.”

Wait . . . what?

I opened my eyes and looked into his beautiful blue eyes. He was lying next to me and I could feel . . . Oh my God, was that his hand? Ohhh, holy shit, his hand was down my pants, inside my panties.

“Ellie . . . you’re so fucking wet for me, baby.”

All I could think to say was “Yes!”

He was touching my clitoris, and it felt so good I didn’t want him to stop . . . ever!

“Oh God, Gunner don’t . . . don’t stop.”

He moved his lips gently across mine and nipped at my bottom lip. Then I felt him move a finger inside me. I bucked my hips up into his hand.

“Does that feel good, Ellie? Tell me it feels good.”

I tried to talk, really I tried but I couldn’t . . . all I could do was moan. Then he placed another finger inside and then one more and started to move his hand faster as his thumb rubbed against my sensitive nub.

Oh, shit, I felt it building again. I reached up and grabbed his arms as he leaned down and started to kiss me and nibble at my bottom lip again. One more thrust of my hips and I fell apart.

I was pretty sure I was about to black out from the intense feeling of this orgasm. It felt like it was going on and on, and I actually needed it to stop before it killed me. I was screaming into Gunner’s mouth and he never stopped kissing me.

Finally, the pulsing slowed down and so did Gunner’s kisses. I slowly removed my hands from the death grip I had on his arms. I opened my eyes, and he was smiling at me. I couldn’t help but smile back.

“Did that help ease that ache, baby?” Gunner said as he reached down and gently kissed me.

I was still trying to catch my breath. “I think so!”

Gunner started to laugh and sat up. I laid there for another minute or two until I got my breathing under control. I saw him adjust himself and then run his hand through his hair. I needed to be just as giving with him as he just was for me. I sat up and pulled my legs around to sit up on the sofa. I got down on the floor and turned to face him.

“Ellie, what the fuck are you doing?” Gunner said as I started to push him back against the sofa and started unbuttoning his pants. He grabbed my hands and shook his head no.

“Why not, Gunner?” I asked in a whiny voice.

He just looked at me and shook his head. “Ellie, I don’t need to be taken care of, sweetheart.”

I ran my hand along his hard erection and raised my eyebrow at him.

“Um, it sure feels like you need to be taken care of.”

I started back at unbuttoning his pants and unzipped his zipper. Wow . . .

“Commando, huh?”

“Ellie . . . holy fuck . . .”

He threw his head back against the sofa and I had to smile when I saw the shiver run through his body as I touched him. Holy motherfucking shit . . . he was huge! Well, not that I really could compare him to any other penis, because in all fairness, this was the first penis I’ve ever really seen . . . this up close and in person. I thought he felt big when I took him in my hand in the river at the ranch, but seeing it . . . Holy hells bells, how the fuck would that thing ever fit in me?

I started to move my hand up and down along his shaft. The way he was breathing made me horny all over again. The thought that I was making him feel this way was mind-blowing.

“Am I doing it right, Gunner?”

“Yes . . . my God, yes. Ellie, don’t stop . . . go faster, baby!”

I let a smile play across my face and did just as he asked. Next thing I knew he was breathing even faster.

“Ellie, I’m about to come . . . Oh God, Ellie . . .”

My heart was beating like crazy. What do I do? Do I keep going? Do I stop when he starts to come? Oh, holy shit, I should have asked Ari more questions about this. Just then, Gunner let out a moan and called my name again but this time with so much more passion. I looked up and watched his face as I continued to move my hand up and down.

Wow! He was even beautiful when he was coming. I felt something run down on my hand so I pulled my eyes away from Gunner and looked down. Yep, it was cum . . . all over my hand. There it was. My second hand job and I was feeling pretty damn proud of myself. Thank God I never did this to Ryan when he begged me to.

Gunner lifted his head and looked at me, and I smiled when he gave me such a sweet, adoring smile.

Once he caught his breath he smiled at me. “You’ve never done that before the river, Ellie?”

“Nope!” I said as I popped my P.

“Jesus H. Christ, that was amazing, sweetheart!”

Just then I heard Jason’s car pull up the driveway. Gunner and I both looked out the bay window and then down at my cum-covered hand still wrapped around his dick. I jumped up and grabbed my bra and shirt and we both dashed toward my bedroom and then into the bathroom where we both cleaned up and giggled like five-year-olds. Gunner turned me around and lifted me up and onto the bathroom counter.

“Someday, Ellie, sweetheart, when you’re ready, we’ll make love, and I promise you it will be the most magical night of your life.” He leaned in and kissed me passionately as we started to hear Ari arguing with Jason in the living room. It didn’t faze either one of us because they argued all the time.

Holy mother of all creations, did this man know how to make the butterflies take off into flight in my stomach.

“I love you . . . so much.”

“I love you, too, sweetheart. So, so very much.”