Page 70 of Bleeding Blackheart

His eyes water, and he cups my cheeks. “I love you, Montana. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you by a waterfall or some shit like that.”

I burst into laughter making him laugh, and I flick my tongue over his thumb. “Well, are you gonna keep teasing me with that thing or put it back in my mouth?”

He runs the thumb I just licked over my lips and pulls my mouth open, sliding back down my throat slowly.

I stare into his eyes while he drives into me, silently with his mouth hanging open. His words of praise and loving affirmations are replaced by his grunts and low growling.

My thighs are drenched from my wetness, and I want nothing more than to please the man inside my body right now. I stay as still as I can, giving him exactly what he requested.

I whimper around him while he tickles the back of my throat, but when he flicks my uvula, I start to gag.

Gunner’s eyes get darker and he uses my tits as handles while he pummels my face. “Fuck, baby. Oh, Jesus Christ.” Two seconds later, he’s spilling down into my stomach, and I squeeze my lips around his cock, not wanting to miss a single drop of him.

When he pulls out, he wipes his dick over my lips, and I stick out my tongue to clean him up.

Once he’s caught his breath, he pulls his pants back up and unties me, standing me up. “Now it’s my turn to take care of you, little fox.”

I take his open hand while we leave everything a mess and head back upstairs.

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Gunner

As soon as Montana and I get back upstairs, I press her back against the nearest wall and wrap her legs around me, pulling her bottom lip into my mouth while I kiss her deeply.

Her nails dig into my back while her tits smash together against my chest. “I need you, Gunner. I need you inside me. I’m aching, baby.”

I grind my dick against her soaked slit, pressing quick and wet kisses all over her face. “I know, baby. I’m gonna give myself to you. I promise. I just need to do some more things for you first. Some things you deserve, little fox. I want to show you how special you are.”

She moans against my lips and tugs my hair. “Then get to it.”

I lower Montana to the ground and pull myself away from her to get the massage table ready. “Come here.”

She makes her way over to me while I set up a satin blanket over it. “What are you doing?”

“Getting ready to give my girlfriend a massage. Lay down on the table.”

Her hazel eyes light up, and she licks her mauve lips while she climbs on top of it.

I wanted to give Montana a massage to be romantic, but I don’t know how I’m going to focus. Her legs are spread slightly, giving me the perfect view of her pussy. My girl is leaking like a faucet. Her dark brown lips are coated with her sweet cream, and she looks so fucking ready for me.

But I want to make her wait patiently. I want to get her as needy as possible, so I have to take my time regardless of how bad I want to rush.

I grab a black eye mask from the table next to the massage bed and pull it out of the fancy box it’s in, wrapping it around Montana’s eyes. She moans as soon as I secure it, and I pop her ass. “I haven’t even started yet. Save that sound for later.”

She hums softly and licks her lips. “This massage better be good, Gunner.”

I pick up some fancy oil and rub it on my hands. “Montana, this massage is going to make you forget how to speak.”

She opens her mouth to retort but shuts up as soon as my hands touch her shoulders. I wish my skin was softer against hers, but manual labor has made my hands rough. My little fox doesn’t seem to mind though, so I dig my thumbs into her small back softly, testing out the pressure.

Dragging my fingertips across her shoulder blades, I move them down her arms, squeezing and kneading her.

Montana turns her head to the side on her padded headrest to speak to me. “I feel like I’m at the Four Seasons.”

I slide a hand to her neck, rubbing with gentle pressure while I trail my other oiled hand down her back and in between her legs, rubbing my fingers over her vulva. “Do they do this at the Four Seasons?”

Her ass tilts a little while I cup her. “No.”

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