needed in that moment, my lips taking his and pulling him into the back
of his new truck, his hand pulling the door shut, darkening the cab to the
outside world. Our clothes hurriedly disappeared as our lips and hands searched
the dark, small giggles flowing from my lips as Chad's beard tickled my skin.
Reaching into the front and turning the radio on, I pull Chad back to me as
Staind's "So Far Away" softly played in the background. It felt
right. It felt awesome and I savored every second of having this man in my arms
again.
Our love- making fogged
the windows, Chad wiping the moisture away as we pulled our clothes back on. I
was looking for my tank top as the familiar tickle of Chad's beard found my
back, his hands moving slowly around my bare stomach, his lips moving their way
up to the side of my neck.
"Will you stay with
me tonight," he whispered against my hair making little lightning bolts
move across my skin as his fingers trailed up my stomach and across my black
lace push-up bra. He was asking me to stay the night with him? Really? Was this
happening? Was it all finally falling into place? No it was too early to be
thinking that.
"I have to work
tomorrow," I whispered, my hands finding my tank next to my leg as I
leaned my head back against his bare shoulder. Damn my bills , I cursed
in my head.
"Ah, you can call
in this once," his lips moved against my exposed neck, the tiny hairs
along his face sending a hot wave of desire through my soul. This man had me
wrapped around his finger in the matter of moments and I was putty in his
large, capable hands.
"Okay," I
breathed out feeling a smile caress his lips that were kissing my collar bone.
Taking my mouth in a lingering, engine revving display, Chad stepped out of the
truck letting me finally pull my shirts and flip flops on.
Our drive back to my
double wide was filled with comfortable semi-silence, my head nestled into his
shoulder as he held me tight to his side having pushed up the center console
that had separated us before. My legs were splayed across his lap, my bare feet
up against the door, my finger twirling in his hair. The gravel crunched as
Chad pulled next to my truck, throwing it in park and lifting my chin up so
that his eyes met mine. The smile that crossed his face made my heart jump, a
giggle running freely as he lifted me out of the truck with him, setting me on
my feet and swatting me on the butt. Filling a small duffle bag with a few
pieces of my sexiest lingerie, t-shirts, socks, pants, sneakers and bathroom
items, I snagged my makeup bag and birth control pills from the sink drawer,
leaving my bedroom with a smile.
Making sure the windows
were all shut and the lights were all off, I locked up the storm door to turn
and see Duke's truck on my lawn, and Duke in Chad's face. How could I have
missed the yelling, Duke's face beet red as I stumbled down the porch steps,
dropping my duffel bag as I got closer. "Hey," I screamed, Harlan
stepping in my path and holding my shoulders. I push at his hands, but he's a
big farm boy and he held me tight.
"What the fuck do
ya think you're doin, boy," Duke's drunk slur made my stomach turn and I
shoved at Harlan, trying to get around him. I punched at his chest with balled
up fists and he grabbed them, twisting them in front of me and holding my back
to his front as he spun around to face the two yelling men. They were toe to
toe, Duke's face red and Chad's indifferent, mocking even.
"Let me go
Harlan," I screamed, pulling at the hold he had on my wrists.
"No Ray," his
deep, thick Southern drawl flowed like molasses, "let them finish
it." I pulled at his hold, my wrists burning from the friction of his
rough hands on my skin. Chad and Duke spared me a look at the same time, their
eyes meeting mine.
"Get outta here
Duke," I yelled, Harlan finally letting me go and I fell to one knee with
the momentum. "Get the fuck outta here," I screamed, pointing towards
his truck.
"No way," and
he pushed Chad