Page 53 of Gunner

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry,” I tell him. Kiki doesn’t say a word, just backs out of the room and leaves us alone. I hear the door click shut and know we’re alone.

“I wish I was a better mom for you, Jesse. I wish I could have held you sooner. What did I miss? What wasn’t I here for? I can’t tell you how sorry I am, little man. I’ll never do that again. I promise you that.”

I finish feeding him and watch as he sleeps in my arms. He looks a lot like Gunner now. I can’t get over just how much. I smile as I look at him, my son. I can’t believe he’s actually mine and here, in my arms.

I yawn and turn to lie down on the bed, resting Jesse’s head on my arm so I can keep looking at him. I watch him breathe. I watch his little face scrunch up before softening. I can’t help but smile as I take him in.

At some point, I close my eyes and drift off to sleep. It’s not until I feel arms slip around me that I wake up and look over.

“I didn’t mean to wake you,” Gunner murmurs. “You looked so peaceful.”

“He’s a good sleeper.”

“Yeah, he is. Doesn’t give me too much trouble.” He’s been the one taking care of him, doing everything for him. And deep inside, I hate that, but I couldn’t help it either.

“I’m sorry, Gunner. I’m going to do better.”

“It isn’t about doin’ better. It’s about you gettin’ better, baby girl. I need you at one hundred percent, just like before. I need your little smart-ass mouth and all of it.” Now I giggle.

“You haven’t missed my smart mouth.”

“Oh, I’ve missed it. I’ve missed it wrapped around my cock.” I slowly slide my arm out from under Jesse and lay him flat on the bed before I turn toward Gunner.

“I can still do that, you know?”

“What’s that?” he asks as he moves my hair away from my face.

“Suck your cock.”

“You just had a baby, Nat.”

“My mouth didn’t.” I reach for his cock feeling it hard and ready. I slide down the bed and pull his boxers down, letting his cock spring free. I lick the tip and listen as he groans. Then I take him into my mouth. I take him as far as I can until I gag. Gunner reaches down and grabs my hair in his hand as he slowly begins to fuck my mouth. I wrap my hand around the base of his cock and hold on while I take him faster. I suck him as deep as I can get before he groans loudly.

“Damn, baby girl,” he growls as I keep going. My body is on fire, and I know we can’t have sex just yet, but he feels so fucking good right now.

My head bobs up and down as he grunts and groans, and then I feel it. He comes down the back of my throat. Hot spurts hit me, and I swallow them down as he groans louder. When he’s finished, I pull his cock from my mouth and climb back up the bed, where he proceeds to kiss me like his life depends on it.

“Fuck, that was hot, Nat.”

“I wish I could do more.”

“A few more weeks. Then I’m takin’ you all over this clubhouse,” he tells me. I laugh a little before laying down on his chest.

“Is everything done?”

“He’s taken care of. He’ll never touch you or Jesse again.”

“Is he dead?”

“I could lie to you right now, but I won’t. Yeah, he’s dead. They all are.” I sigh, not knowing how I should feel about that. I mean, I should be grateful, but Gunner did the killing. I don’t want that on his shoulders.

“You’re upset.”

“Not for the reasons you think,” I tell him.

“Then what?”

“You did it, didn’t you?”

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