A/N: Well here is the final part to my Jack/Bonnie story…hope it excites all you readers; there are several emotions in this story that will have you loving it…well maybe not…I don't know just read!

A true friend

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Bonnie's eyes were stuck on Jack as his lips moved onward slipping snakingly between the space of her breasts and finally coming to a stop in the dip in her belly. "Jack I can't do this!" the hand that fingered his hair left and she held her face in frustration and guilt. Jack looked up at her with his hands at her hips thinking about what she had said.

"I feel so ashamed of myself…I feel disgustin'!" even if she was overly inebriated she was still able to make a little bit of sense enough for Jack to understand.

Jack went still against her kissing her belly once more. "Don't say that again Bonnie!" he forced her hands away from her face that was covered in warm tears and laid them at her sides. "You are not disgustin' and you shouldn't have nothin' to be ashamed of!" he lay on his side facing her wiping those many tears away as best he could but Bonnie smacked his hand away and attempted to lift her drunken legs out of bed so she could retrieve her lost blouse and vest.

"I can't do this!" she sat up hunched over into her lap trying to hide her nakedness from him. Jack rustled on the mattress disrupting a few rusted squeaks here and there and went to grab her arm. He pulled her back with a tug but that ended up in her slapping him.

She was drunk and it was still showing or maybe she just didn't want to be messed with at this point. Ignoring the burning across his face Jack had grabbed both of her arms this time and pulled her into the bed. "Jack stop it!" she cried aloud almost loud and strong enough to wake the sleeping civilians outside the little cabin.

Jack pressed a finger to her lips peeking out the window. "Hey stop I'm not goin' to do anythin'!" he removed his finger holding down securely to the both of her bare shoulders. Just that little rumble with Bonnie Jack had worked up another sweat and he didn't like it.

Bonnie wiggled beneath him but he managed to keep her steady. "Ms. Macfarlane please don't go…" he pressed her down harder into the mattress making a few more rusted springs pop out of their still state against her very back. Jack then gave her this look, this strange look that made her stomach turn and her eyes water. He looked very upset and it was upsetting her. She stopped her wiggling all together and laid still. "I'm sorry but I never had a woman that wanted to stay and when you first kissed me I thought you would be that one woman that won't ever leave me." His voice was upsetting and nerve-wracking chilling Bonnie to the bone.

She didn't have anything to say; but who wouldn't want to stay with this gorgeous boy especially if he was this charming and sweet and don't forget young.

Bonnie's mind was a mix of unknown thoughts; thoughts that she has never even thought about before until this stupid drunken state that she was in. "For some reason I don't believe you…" Bonnie eyed him suspiciously feeling her stomach turn again like she had said something bad but the pain subsided and the air around them was silent.

Jack let her go out of the blue and sat on the edge of the bed. The truth was that he's only been with one woman and her name was Lydia; she was a whore up in Thieves' landing and the spark between them had lasted about 30 minutes or less. He was drunk and lonely and she was there with a twinkle in her eye and he couldn't even remember how old she was but he has done something he's not very proud of and that was hitting the whore a few times.

He had his father's blood running through his veins and by the time he's 25 he would've killed at least 100 men.

He felt his eyes burn and wiped the wetness away before it showed. "You ain't gotta' believe me Miss…I just wanted someone to stay by me I'm a stupid lonely fool lookin' for somethin' that I ain't ever goin' to get." He stared blankly at the supply boxes against the wall on the opposite side of the room hoping that he would get distracted enough to forget what he was thinking.

Bonnie moved around on the bed and Jack could feel it shake. "Jack you ain't no stupid lonely fool." She embraced him from the backside with her velvet arms around his waist wrapped tightly and the front of her legs spaced out around him coming into his view. The contact sent him into a spiraling fight against his own emotions. He couldn't win and he knew he wouldn't win. The boy smiled at her intimate choice of words and let one of his hands drop down and hit her bare foot.

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By the time the crickets and the coyotes howled again Jack and Bonnie had remained in the same position as moments ago. Her hands had lowered themselves until they rested across his lap playing a little game of hide and go seek up and over his thighs. It tickled to the touch even against his clothed skin and he turned to face her meeting her lips with his stare. Neither of them said a word Jack watching Bonnie sit there with her back against the wall waiting for him to come over.

Jack felt a rush of intense heat flood over him and he knew he had to get these clothes off of him if he wanted to live. But getting the rest of her clothes off was what he aimed for.

He lay her down upon the mattress again as he pressed his lips against hers hoping to distract her from the hands that flew south tugging at her cream colored belt. He tugged constantly and it was a complete bother that grabbed her attention like that.

She watched him sit up and try to unbuckle it but it wasn't working and he became flustered. Bonnie laughed and touched his hands. "Don't you know that it's rude to give the man a full view before the woman gets a little peek?" his brows went up in a hurry but he didn't quite get it. The first woman he was with wasn't very sweet and soft spoken; she wanted it now just like he did and they stripped each other naked before either of them had a free look at what they were getting and so instead of enjoying each other intimately and enjoying themselves like madmen they stripped, fucked and then forgotten.

She wasn't even good or even worth all that money but he was stupid and drunk. Bonnie waited for him to begin but he didn't even move. She rolled her eyes and reached her hands out to him pulling his jacket free from his shoulders and he later did the rest. That cream colored jacket fit him pretty good and it looked nice on him; after dropping that somewhat heavy jacket to the floor on top of their boots he began on the red handkerchief at his throat. He dropped that as well and finally started at the buttons on his white undershirt with a bit of help from Bonnie.

She snuck her body from underneath Jack got on to her knees and ripped the entire shirt open listening to the buttons ricochet off of the boxes and on to the floor. Well that shirt was ruined unless he spent the time and money to take it to a Tailor which he wouldn't and he looked at Bonnie with a careless smile.

He stared down at himself and then back at the woman before him. He was on his knees also and she crawled toward him until the warmth of her palms hit his middle. Her eyes were looking up on marvelous textures and bumps and ridges that she never imagined such a boy his age would have; nothing close yet to what his father had possessed but he was getting there and he had a nice shade of dark hair already started.

She wanted to move her hands around but doing just that would make her jump back. She hadn't touched any man like this before and the little hairs tickled the palms of her hands as they roamed his torso with careful ease. Jack gazed at her and he could still taste the scotch on his breath but he stayed sober enough to pay attention. Letting her still roam freely Jack pulled the remaining shirt from his arms and tossed it. "I know it's not much but it's all I have." He took her hands and moved them around for her. He had never experienced this before; not a woman's touch like this one and then the burning sensation deep in his groin returned after hours of thinking that it was gone.

He clenched his jaw behind closed lips and thought up something to keep his mind off of this whole situation but how could he when he was getting all the attention he could ever ask for.

Bonnie really hadn't noticed and melted against him for a kiss. He felt her warm creamy breasts crush against him and nearly lost it but cried out in pain instead. "Fuck!" his lips parted ways with hers and he aimed down toward his groin and then Bonnie knew what was up.

She put a hand over her mouth and smiled. "I'm sorry I truly am." She looked down at it with him and removed her hand weakly. Jack's face turned tomato red and he knew right there what she was thinking. "Here…a single drunken hand of hers drew closer and had soon rested over top of the painful bulge. How embarrassing he thought saying over and over again. "Bo-Bonnie!" he called her name just like he would his own mother and jerked up trying to get her hand away.

She looked up at him and pulled away. "No it's okay I'm just a bit jumpy that's all." He looked down at her hand lying face down on the mattress and grabbed it. God was this how it was with his mother and father in bed every time or was it just like two slimy pigs slobbering all over the place or maybe worse.

Just thinking about his own parents screwing like that made him want to dive off the tallest cliff. Her hand ended up groping him through the pants feeling the roughness and bulginess of his member and it almost scared her in an excited kind of way. Jack stayed on his knees as her fingers dug deep and he bit his bottom lip afraid that he was going to cry out loud. "W-wait!" Jack stopped her again holding her hand and locking eyes. She swallowed and pulled her hand away.

Bonnie knew this wasn't right and it was very unethical to be sharing these intimate touches with a 19 year old boy.

Drunk or not Bonnie leaped from the bed a bit tipsy on her feet and grabbed her top tossing Jack his own pile of discarded clothes. "It's almost midnight Mr. Marston and I have to go." Her voice was very bubbly but also tired and frustrated. He saw that glimmer in her eyes and knew that she didn't want to leave but it was for the best.

Jack licked his trembling lips and got himself back on his feet. "No…" he forced his hands on her shoulders and yanked her close to him with his lips securely resided on her own.

Bonnie moved around a few times trying to break free but she was stuck; she didn't want to leave and Jack knew that. "Come on now don't worry so much about this." He pulled away with a pleasing smile.

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Bonnie had gotten the young man's pants down as soon as hers were gone. The skin on skin contact was unspeakable and the heat between the two grew so strong they had both gone spiraling.

Her fingers pierced his sticky tense flesh at his waist while her trembling legs locked cautiously around with her ankles crossed and the heels of her feet resting in the warm skin of his butt. This was scary to finally realize; to finally have someone that she could share this desire with.

It was so unreal. They both shared a moment together of magical kisses and devious smiles and touches before. His arms resided at each sides of her little frame and with a tiny bob of her head in agreement he urged his hips forward and that was that. Her body moved with the forward thrust given to her and her eyes stayed open and more aware lost in the ceiling.

Jack's breath hitched and sped to a perfect pace as he thrust a second time fully understanding that Ms. Macfarlane has never experienced this before; after enabling his ability to pick up speed asking the lovely woman beneath him she dug those nails of hers deep and her legs tightened around his waist when his hips moved a bit faster and their breathing and little noises grew stronger. Jack let his head fall into the corner of her neck kissing the delicate skin there listening to her breathe and cry out with the pain of her dagger like nails damage his flesh.

She moved her shaking hands away from his waist and slowly inched upwards until her hands were meeting with the back of his skull again playing with his hair to ease the sudden pain. But it was funny as he went deeper to realize that she wasn't a pure one; she had lost her virginity to someone and it surely wasn't him.

She had tears streaming down her cheeks and mixing with the hot sweat building from their bodies. Jack was too stuck in the moment to notice. "S…stop!" Bonnie managed to whisper her eyes closed and her fingers limp. Jack finally stopped and looked down at her his arms holding him up. "I thought you were—he stopped there breathing hard and Bonnie finished. "No I'm no virgin…I was just a young girl when I lost it to a good friend of mine Jack." She babbled out words after words and now it was glued to him pulling at his heart strings.

Calming his breathing down he continued to look at her with worry in his eyes. "He raped you?" he spoke quietly but seriously that she didn't know how to tell him.

Bonnie shook her head over and over. "No he didn't I wanted to but now that I look back on it, I remembered bein' hurt and afraid for a long time." Jack never would've thought of Bonnie Macfarlane a sweet rancher losing the last of her childhood to a friend.

Jack crawled off of her lying flat on his belly beside her playing with her hair. "Why were you afraid?" he gazed at the golden feathery locks of hair awaiting her answer. She wiped those dry tears away fast and smiled. "Maybe 'cause I thought my daddy would think bad of me if I told him." Their eyes met again and Jack kissed her nose.

Bonnie closed her eyes and Jack reclaimed his spot above her. He inched his body forward between her rattling thighs and gripping the mattress beneath them he pushed forward again moving faster.

Her eyes shut tight and her mouth opened to a crack as Jack smiled and moved those hands up and around her breasts squeezing. The woman's back arched so perfectly rubbing softly against his; her ribs and all tickling his very skin. After getting used to the feeling once again Bonnie moved with him and this time being somewhat rough.

He moved quick and bit her bottom lip with great strength breaking the fragile skin as she pulled on his hair. His lips formed around her shoulder then the second and soon he was low enough to lick her breasts while his devilish hands molded around her little rump pulling her closer to him with that one thrust. The bed began to creak more than ever and her nails racked with bloodied lips gasping for air. "Uh…" Jack breathed against her neck still caressing each of her baby soft ass cheeks in his rough grasp finding it very hard to hold back.

The more power, and the more speed and force he put into those harsh movements the closer he came to letting go.

Bonnie was close as well her legs trembling and her chest heaving like a madman with fingernails clawing so dangerously at his wet skin. "Damnit!" he never stopped those hips and met face to face with the lovely lover of his lost in her blue eyes. He teased her lips with his own and let one hand wipe the drying blood away tugging on her hair.

Bonnie let out another wonderful cry and her legs tightened even more. "Oh Bonnie…you're ama-amazin'!" he gave her a half smile using his arms to lift himself up for more space to work with grabbing the mattress.

The rancher grunted something beautiful and arched again holding on tightly to the young man's arms that enclosed her. "Come on now!" he groaned deeply becoming a tad rough with those words of his moving like a mad boar into her pounding like no tomorrow while she was clinging onto him gasping for the air that was barely there. "I-I can't uh!" Bonnie was stuck on her words and instead became distracted by the obnoxious noise of the bed and his crude choice of words.

Sweat tickled her skin and there was still no stopping this man. It's been 20 maybe even more minutes since they've started and she was growing close.

She felt him deep and he was painful; solid and strong he was and there was no telling how John could've felt like in this situation. Those random thoughts flooded her mind and she cried again and again feeling his fingers dig into her hips and his teeth bite into her neck and his facial hair tickle her to the point of no return. There were a couple tears in her eyes as she rocked staring up at his quick changing expressions. He knew what he was doing and she was the lucky victim of it all.

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Once their release hit and ended, his body came crashing down upon hers both moving heavy trying to regain their breath.

"Thank you Jack…" Bonnie stroked his dark matted locks his head fallen into her stomach with his hands at her sides tracing her ribs. She could feel his smile against her belly and smiled back. "I'm sorry if I was a bit um crude with my words…I just get so caught up in the moment that I sometimes I—Bonnie pulled a little on his hair to shush him.

"Don't worry 'bout that you were an amazin' lover Jack." She gazed up at the dark ceiling again resuming her delicate strokes until the two fell into a deep slumber for the remainder of the night.

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E/N: Hope you guys out there enjoyed it or at least liked it…don't know what I'm off to next maybe going to finish my John/Bonnie/Abraham story or make a whole new one I just don't know see ya next time!