Tamara led the way to the bedroom and once they were there she closed and locked the door behind them, reminding Gunner once again what he was getting himself into. He ignored the annoying warning voices and walked her backwards over to the bed. He nudged her back onto it and then lowered himself down on top of her. He rested his head and held most of his weight off her on one arm as the other hand explored her gorgeous flesh. He greedily grabbed at her breasts, massaging and kneading them and pressing his calloused palms into her nipples. Her nipples were hard as rocks and his hand running across them only seemed to make them harder. He lowered his mouth down to one and while he licked and sucked and bit at the large beautiful peak, he used his fingers to twist, pinch, and tweak the other.

She was arching her back off the bed, pressing into him while using her hands to push his face harder into her chest. “Fuck,” he breathed out when he came up for air. “You want to do this, right?”

Tamara chuckled slightly. “At this point if you don’t follow through I might just kill you.”

He laughed. “Good to know. If we get caught I can say I was under duress.”

“You scared, Blue-Eyes?”

“Not yet.” He pushed up off her reluctantly, and removed his shirt. He started to lower himself back down, and she said:

“Pants too.”

Gunner grinned and while he was kicking off his boots and unbuttoning his pants, Tamara was pushing her jeans down over her shapely sexy hips. She kicked them off and while Gunner watched with hungry eyes, she pulled off her little panties and tossed them aside too. She was perfect, and his cock throbbed in his shorts as proof of that. He slipped them off and a feeling of pride ran through him thanks to the look on her face. She looked like she wanted to devour him as badly as he wanted her.

He lay back down next to her and as soon as he hit the bed, she was on him. She kissed his chest. It was still sore in places but he didn’t care. He’d gladly endure any pain that came along with the pleasure of having her lips on his body. She licked around the outside of his nipples and then wrapped her sexy lips around one of them and gave it a tug. Gunner had never had his nipples stimulated before and it was hot, especially when she used her teeth to scrape along the side of it. He let out a moan and she switched sides, stimulating the other one and making his cock throb harder. He let his hand drift down her smooth belly and find the outside of her wet lips. He felt her shiver into him as he ran a finger from the top of her slit to the bottom and back up again. She moaned and squirmed each time he grazed her swollen clit and finally, as if she couldn’t take it any longer, she used one of her hands to press his into her hard nub. He began to rub it in circles and she lifted her hips up off the bed and ground her pelvis into his big hand.

While he played with her sopping-wet pussy he leaned down and took one of her nipples back between his teeth. He bit down on it and she let out a deep groan. He slid a finger inside of her while he sucked on the nipple and tugged it with his teeth. She was thrashing on the bed, writhing underneath his touch and mumbling things incoherently. Gunner reached up with his free hand and grabbed a fistful of her hair. She opened her eyes and looked at him. He smiled. “You like it a little rough, baby?” Breathless and glistening with sweat she nodded. Gunner pulled her head up by the hair and attached his lips to her neck. He sucked hard while he continued to penetrate her with his fingers. The slick soft walls of her pussy were beginning to convulse around his fingers and he knew she was about to come. He pushed them in faster and harder and deeper until she brought her whole body up off the bed and let out what sounded like a rebel yell as he felt the warm rush of her orgasm flow down his fingers and all over his hand. He continued to move his hand slowly and gently while she whimpered and shook. When she’d finished quivering he slipped them out. That was hot, but now he needed to be inside her.

He brought his hand up to his mouth and tasted her sweet juices and then he asked, “You have a condom?” She nodded wearily and started to get up but Gunner had quickly changed gears. As soon as he’d tasted her sweetness on his fingers, he pushed her back down on the bed and lowered his face between her thighs. He started out by kissing her pussy and letting his lips skim gently across her swollen clit as he did.

“Fuck, Gunner, you’re killing me.”

He chuckled into her flesh. “That was my line.” She didn’t say anything else. She put her hands on his head and pushed his face into her pussy. Gunner smiled into her warm wet flesh before letting his tongue snake up inside of her. She moaned as he flicked his tongue in and out, and sucked her hard clit into his mouth, biting down on it. She arched up high off the bed again and he used one hand to push her back down and hold her there while he attacked her throbbing pussy with his lips, teeth, and tongue until her body began to convulse and she screamed out and pulled his hair while she came for the second time. This time when she found her voice she said, “In the middle dresser drawer. Hurry.”

Gunner slipped out of the bed and went over to the dresser. He found a few condoms and before he made it back over to the bed, he ripped one open and slid it over his hot throbbing cock. Tamara scooted back on the bed so that her head was close to the top and spread her legs. Gunner loved that she was so ready for him. He got up on the bed on his knees and took his pulsing erection into his hand. He slipped it up and down along her sopping-wet pussy a few times and then plunged it into her. His head almost exploded when the tight walls of her pussy enveloped him. It was like he’d been trying on gloves his whole life and just finally found one that fit. She looked up into his eyes as he thrust into her and pulled back, not slowly, but not fast enough that he’d come too soon. It felt so good he wanted it to last all night. She was clutching onto his arms and digging into his flesh with her fingers. She brought her hips up to meet his each time he thrust down, and they fell into a sexy rhythm, the whole time never breaking eye contact. It was the most erotic thing he’d ever experienced in his life.

He leaned down while he rocked into her and sucked her bottom lip into his mouth. He let his tongue slide back and forth across it a few times before biting down and causing her to cry out. She tightened her grip on his waist with her thighs and pulled him in harder. He began to move faster, thrusting harder each time. Tamara moved her hands up to his hair and tangled her fingers up in the long messy strands. The only sounds in the bedroom were the rhythmic smacking of flesh as their bodies met with each thrust, and both of them gasping and panting for air.

Gunner reached underneath one of her thighs and pulled it up, resting it on his shoulder. She lifted the other one up and put it in the same position. Then she moved her hands down and gripped onto the cheeks of his tight ass and held on while he drilled into her, until his whole body began to tense up and he felt his balls tighten and release the most earth-shattering orgasm he could ever recall having. He rocked into her over and over until he was worried the condom would spill over, and then reluctantly he pulled out and collapsed onto the bed. His body hurt all over. He felt like he’d been in another fight, but it was the sweetest pain he’d ever felt in his life. If it had been a fight, Tamara would have taken the title and Gunner was ready to go at least three more rounds with the champ.

* * *

Gunner woke up in a daze. He was getting used to it. Between being in a strange place and all the pain meds Tamara had been giving him the past couple of weeks, that was how he woke up every morning. But this morning there was something different. His body ached, but it also felt heavy, weighted down. His arm was asleep and his chest was pressing into something soft and smooth. There was something tickling his face too. He opened his eyes to a cloud of light brown hair and realized he was still in bed with Tamara. One of his arms was underneath her—that was the one that was asleep—and she was holding onto it. She had her back to him and her smooth skin was pressed into his and her round butt was pressed into his morning wood. He realized the hand at the end of the arm draped over her body was holding onto one of her breasts and he gave it a little squeeze. She stirred in her sleep and he got more hair in his face. He closed his eyes and inhaled it. He loved the way it smelled like coconuts and felt like silk.

“Hey,” he whispered. “I’m not sure what time it is, but we fell asleep.”

Tamara groaned and lifted her head to look at the clock on the nightstand. “Fuck, it’s six in the morning.”

“I didn’t hear them come back. Maybe they stayed at the clubhouse?”

She groaned again and turned over on her back. Even with hair all over and sleep marks on her face she was gorgeous. Gunner’s cock surged again as soon as he got a look at her. “Yeah,” she said, clearing her throat. “They probably did, thank goodness. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to fall asleep.”

He smiled. “What are you sorry for? It’s your bed. I’m sorry I’ve put you out of it for over a week.”

She rolled over into him and cuddled against his chest. He felt her lips against his skin. It was a sweet, intimate thing…something that he wasn’t used to, but he liked it. It was warm and she felt so good in his arms. He felt safe right up until the moment he heard the front door slam. Fuck! Tamara jumped out of the bed like a shot and ran for the dresser. Gunner got up a little slower since he was stiff and sore all over and his cock was still sticking straight out like a flagpole. He sat on the edge of the bed and pulled on his shorts and jeans while watching her shuffle through the dresser for a few minutes before finally pulling out a t-shirt and a pair of shorts. She put her finger to her lips and as he pulled on his jeans she slipped out the door. Gunner went over and put his ear to the door, feeling like a teenager who got caught fucking his girlfriend in her parents’ bed.

“Hey, what are you doing up so early?” It was Tamara’s brother, Tommy. Gunner thought that figured. If any one of them could take him down in a fight, it would be that big SOB.

“I was giving Gunner some medication. I woke up and heard him moaning.”

“Oh, okay. Can I crash here for a while?”

“Yeah, I guess. What’s wrong with your room at the clubhouse?”

“Nothing, but after church I went to the Rusty Nail and I hooked up with this…”

“I don’t want to hear about it.”

Tommy laughed. “Okay, I’ll jump to the end of the story. She lives up the road and her husband gets off work at six.”

Gunner smiled and shook his head. He thought he heard Tamara sigh. “One of these days you’re going to be found shot to death in a married woman’s bed.”

He chuckled again and said, “Trust me, little sister. if it was a married woman like the one I had last night, it might just be worth it. You got anything to drink?” Gunner heard one of the stools in the kitchen being slid across the tile floor.

“I’ll get it,” Tamara said in a nervous voice.

“Damn, you almost knocked me down, what are you…? Wait, what the fuck is your bra doing on the kitchen floor? You were trying to hide it, weren’t you? And your shirt? That little motherfucker…” Gunner looked at the window and pondered jumping through the glass just before the bedroom door burst wide open and he was looking at the angry face of Tamara’s twin. He hoped all his affairs were in order.