Page 77 of Bleeding Blackheart

I peck her lips. “You love it. Keep that mouth open.”

Montana widens her lips at the same time I sink back between her legs, swallowing more of my cum just to pour it on her tongue. She swallows again just like the good girl she is, and after the third time, I lace my fingers through her hair while I stick my dick back in her pussy.

Her legs wrap around my hips on their own, and she grinds against me violently, trying to reach her orgasm. I hold my hard cock still inside her, letting her use me to her satisfaction. Her body starts to slow down after a minute,and I pick up my movements again, wanting to come with her. She stares into my eyes with her mouth open while her cunt squeezes me, and I spill in her again at the same time, knowing we’re reaching our euphoria together.

After I’ve pulled out again, I fall on my back and pull Montana on my chest. “I love you, little fox.”

Montana kisses my lips and presses her forehead to my neck. “I love you more.”

32

Montana

Gunner holds my hand while we walk through the store to get me a new phone. I used to always have my phone on me. I’d scroll for hours a day on my private social media accounts, and I’d watch TV and movies when I was out in public to keep myself entertained. The day I lost my phone privileges was the day my father took me. I’m still in disbelief that was eight days ago. It’s been so long since I’ve had a phone that I’ve gotten used to life without it. And Gunner has one, so I have access to one if I need. I’m almost fine doing without.

I point to a tiny phone that could fit into my pocket. “That one’ll do. And it’s the cheapest.”

Gunner rolls his eyes and goes over to the newest rollout. “Montana, you’re being ridiculous. I may not be as rich as Mason Barnes, but I do have money to my name. And, I’ve got all of your money in the back of our car.”

I pick up the phone attached to the wire that he hands me. “It’s your money, Gunner. Igave it to you per our agreement.”

He pinches my ass and lowers his lips to my ear. “It’s our money, Montana. And you’re getting the damn phone. I hate having to replace shit. We need to get you something that’ll last.”

He calls over a store associate while people buzz around, telling him we want to purchase. When the guy asks me what color device I want, I shrug my shoulders. “The white one will do.”

He nods his head and walks away, and Gunner takes me to the cases. “Pick one out.”

I feel so crazy doing regular things after the past several days. I’ve seen so many people and animals die. And my father is still out there. I can’t believe he’d just leave like that. I mean, it’s not the strangest thing, but he loves revenge. I must really mean nothing to him if he would give up on his threat so quickly.

“I have no idea, Gunner.”

He rubs my back through my pink sundress. “What’s your favorite color?”

I laugh to myself. I can’t believe Gunner doesn’t know my favorite color. He knows my worst fears and who myfirst crush was, but he doesn’t know my favorite color. “It’s violet.”

He grunts and gives me another eye roll. “Violet. Just like that goddamn horse.”

I shove him playfully in an attempt to get him to smile. “Thanks for keeping her.”

He picks out a case that matches my preferences. “She’s your horse, Montana. Not mine.”

I smile again, excited to see her later. Gunner dragged his feet tending to her this morning, so I went out and fed her and gave her water. After spending another thirty minutes grooming her, he said that in order for him not to kill her, I’d have to take care of her. That she’s mine, and he wants nothing to do with her. So I agreed, and now Violet’s my baby. Gunner’s not gonna lay a hand on her.

When our associate gets back, he helps set up my phone and puts the case on it. “Would you like a tutorial?”

Gunner declines, and once we pay, he takes me back to the Camero and takes the phone from me.

Despite my aversion to it, I’m looking forward to having it back. “What are you doing with it?”

He types rapidly and scrolls in between his movements. “I’m setting it up to my liking. Your location is turned on so I can always find you. Mine’s on for you if you need to find me. You have Colt, Dallas, and Cali’s numbers. Buttry to never call Cali if you can avoid it. If you want to add anyone else to your phone, I need to know first, Montana. And no one else gets your location but me. Whatever you do, do not call your father from this device. Do you understand me?”

I grab my cell from his opened hand. “Yes, sir.”

He pats my thigh, getting the car started. “Good. If you break any of my rules, I’ll confiscate it.”

I laugh while he stays silent and start messing around with my new gadget while he drives down the road.

I sit on the bed in the guest room downstairs that Gunner took me in when he let me borrow Margaret’s shoes. He starts shoving random things in the room into bags, getting ready to donate some of the clutter.

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