Gunner
Laughing, I throw her over my shoulder and head to the bed, spanking her round ass as I go. “Someone’s getting greedy!”
“Are you complaining?!” Is the muffled reply, as she sticks her hand down the back of my jeans, pinching my ass.
Putting her down, we both shed our clothes and I grab a condom from my stash inside the closet.
“On your hands and knees, right now,” I call out. My Sweetheart is always so quick to comply. When I get on the bed behind her, I decide that the wall next to the bed would be greatly enhanced with a mirror. God, the thought of watching her tits bounce while in this position almost makes me cum before I enter her.
Reaching forward, I gather her hair into one hand, pulling her head back. “Tell me what you want, Sweetheart.”
“You, Gunner. All of you.” She moans as I reach around to squeeze her nipples, not letting up my grip on her hair. I slowly grind my cock along her lower lips feeling her moisture build. Pulling back I spank her twice on each side.
“Be explicit. What you want, where you want it, how fast or slow, how you feel. You stop telling me, I stop giving it to you.” I instruct.
“Gunner, Please!” She actively starts trying to wiggle back to mount my hardness, I pull back and spank her again.
“Behave, I thought you wanted to cum tonight?” Keeping my cock away from her tight puss, I rub the red marks on her ass; impatiently waiting for her surrender.
I feel her shudder before she starts talking. “Your cock, Gunner. I want it all the way up my pussy. Fast, I’ll cum on your cock so just fuck me as hard as you want.” She moans as I enter her. “Harder. Give me more!”
It’s like a goddamn floodgate. Once Riley starts, she just keeps on as if I would have the control to stop. I was hitting her cervix by the time she said ‘up’ and I go full speed, not taking it easy on her as I have over the past week.
“Play with your clit!” I order, unable to keep the roughness from my voice. All the while she is trying to complete sentences until she comes. Her tunnel rippling along my dick, as though acknowledging the pleasure I gave her.
I continue on, holding her hips and mercilessly pounding into her as the upper half of her body sinks down unable to support her weight anymore. I finish, filling the condom but I’m not done. She’s only come once. Removing the condom, tying it off and tossing it off the bed, I flip her over and worship her pretty cunt with my mouth.
I start by lapping up the juices from her first orgasm, the taste is more intoxicating than the whiskey I had over dinner. Sliding my tongue from inside her pussy up to her clit brings forth a low cry from Riley – the first sign of life since she came and I grin up at her before getting back to business on her sweet spot.
Finishing her off a second time, she tugs my body up alongside her and gives me her mouth. Knowing she is freely sucking her juices from my mouth makes me hard again. Tapping down on that, I won’t take her a second time tonight; I want to make sure my Sweet Riley recovers from the pounding she just took.
“Gunner?” She whispers.
“I didn’t hurt you, did I, Ri?” I murmur into her hair.
“No, Gunner. I just want to get a mirror for that wall. So I can see you next time.” I can’t help but laugh, my sweetheart is just as dirty as her man.
“I was thinking the same thing. You do that, I’ll get the grill for the deck.”
“And we need to talk.” Fuck, that’s just never what a guy wants to hear; my half-hard cock instantly softens.
Leaning over, I pull the blanket over us and settle in as she catches me up on her day. While my instincts and experience tell me to handle it, I know her Gram has a plan to deal with Riley’s parents. The threat of any type of restraining order will go a lot further towards stopping Kennelly and slowing down her parents, than my preferred method.
We discuss scenarios and decide to put that on hold for now. The next thing I want to know, “Did Connal say something to you? What was that when he was leaving?”
“He’s looking out for you.” She says shyly.
“Riley, what did he say? I know Flint upset you and I want to know what Connal said.”
Repeating it back to me, I relax a bit. In the talks we’ve had, the one thing I’m certain of is that Riley is a ‘when the going gets tough, the tough get going’ kind of girl. Then she starts giggling and buries her face in a pillow.
“Sweetheart?”
“Nothing, just something I said to him. I let him know I know life won’t always be perfect; but what he doesn’t know is, my life has never been perfect. Until this past week.” She says while placing soft kisses on my various tattoos.
My arms are still tight around her when I wake up right before dawn. Getting out of bed, I step on the goddamn condom from last night and fuck-all, get my jizz everywhere.
Hopping to the bathroom, I try to clean myself off without waking Riley. Sneaking back, I throw a towel over the mess on the floor and head to the front room to make a call.
Ronnie, the rent-a-cop I know at the University picks up on the third ring. “Yeah?”
“I need you to ask around about something for me,” I start; then explain about Kennelly.
We hang up shortly afterwards and I know even if it isn’t Kennelly, I’ll have a good description by noon. I’ve also given him permission to call the Sheriff to verify that Kennelly’s been temporarily suspended, not that he will.
Riley
I head to school early, needing to stop at Security to get information on who may have been asking around for me yesterday. As suspected it was Kennelly. I provide Sheriff Michael’s phone number to the head of the Security Department so he can confirm that Kennelly has already been reprimanded for harassing me.
Taking this more seriously than I expected, the security officer then promises me a statement from the person who let Kennelly on campus the day before. At my puzzled look, he explains that his daughter was stalked and nearly raped at a University up-state. The head of security there knew the attacker and didn’t pay much attention to the girl’s concerns. I nearly cry in relief but also for the terror this unknown girl faced. I will let Gunner know, but by now I’m pissed and happy to let Gram’s lawyer follow through.
After class, I am really excited to meet Kristy for lunch; we sit at a smaller table although several people had waved to her. It was really nice to have one on one time with her and though she mentions upcoming parties with an open attitude, I shy away from that but tell her that she has to come check out my place and Rowansville sometime.
Hearing about her bluntly talk about her last two hook-ups get me so embarrassed. Her encounters are nothing like what I’ve had, I know she thinks I don’t share mine because I’m less experienced; but while I don’t have her numbers, I can’t imagine not coming with Gunner.
As we’re leaving, I notice an email from the school’s security department and quickly forward on the statement. I want my Gram’s lawyer to have hard evidence about Kennelly flashing his badge and telling the guard that he was there on official business.