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Authors: Jennifer Foor

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Amy refused to talk to me, even when I stole my sister’s phone late that night and texted her. The more she rejected me, the more it made me want her.

My sister’s shower was coming up and I knew she’d be there. The problem was that the whole family was going to be there too.

Heather was a real pain in my ass. After I called her after our date, the girl wouldn’t leave me alone. The thing was, I knew I needed to take things slow and get her to trust me. It wasn’t like I could just fuck her and find out the truth. I needed to catch her in her own lies. After making several lame ass excuses about having to work, I agreed to have her meet me at my motel room. Of course, I had to actually go and rent one to make it believable. When the damn clerk gave me the same room that I rented for Amy, I felt my stomach knotting up. There was no way in hell I was going to taint that night, with this first class whore.

I was determined that no matter how much she tried, I was not going to sleep with her.

She came in wearing a little skirt and a low cut shirt, revealing way too much skin for me not to look. I was a man after all and in all honesty I didn’t have to answer to anyone. In her hand was a bottle of wine. She checked me out as she walked by and sat her stuff down on the table, before sitting on the bed. “I’ve been waiting all day to see you.” She patted the bed beside her. “Why don’t you come over here and say hello?”

I sat across from her. “How about I sit over here and get to know you a little better first.”

She bit her lips and leaned over just enough for her cleavage to be directly eye level with me. “Don’t tell me you’re shy?”

I kept my baseball hat facing forward but rearranged it on my head and laughed at her comment. “Hell no! I ain’t shy. I just like taking my time with a pretty lady. That’s all.”

She popped open the wine bottle and took a long sip from it. “We’re both adults here and since you’re traveling, I can imagine how lonely you must get. This town is lame and their isn’t one man around that even compares to how fine you are. I think you and I could be a lot of fun.”

I ran my hands over my legs. “Yeah? You have some kind of special skills I should know about?”

She stood up and walked over to the bed where I sat. “I have lots of skills. How about I give you a little sample?” She licked my shirt where my nipple was underneath while unbuttoning her little top. Her nipples were already protruding out of her lace bra. She leaned in and brushed them against my face. I tried to close my eyes and think about building a barn or shoveling cow shit, but her fucking tits were rubbing over my mouth, blocking my mind from working right.

By the time she unhooked her bra and was topless, I just stopped playing around and went with it. It was just sex. Just an easy lay.

The end to being with Amy.

Seriously, what was I supposed to do?

She started unbuttoning my jeans and reaching her hands down my pants. Now, I had a lot of self-control, but a half-naked chick had her hand on my dick, Of course it was getting hard. “Well, aren’t you full of big surprises.” She giggled and licked up my shaft.

She has to think I am into her.

I grabbed the sides of the bed and gritted my teeth, trying to think of a reason to stop her, but I couldn’t think of one. I didn’t like the girl, but she was hot and she wanted to suck me off. I wasn’t a fucking saint, so I let her continue. The girl knew what she was doing. Her mouth was big and she could take me in further than other girls. She used her saliva to make it extra slippery and jerked me off really hard while she bobbed her pretty head up and down. I grabbed her by her hair and pushed her down onto me further. I heard her gagging and pushed her down again, getting off by the sound of her taking me in so far. I could feel my release finally coming and she took it like a champ in her mouth and then ran in the bathroom to spit it out.

By the time she came out of the bathroom, I had already buttoned up my jeans. If she thought I was going to return the favor, she was in for a rude awakening.

She climbed on the bed beside me and tried to kiss me. “Sorry, I don’t kiss after that. It’s just a rule I have.”

She looked disappointed but kissed me on the cheek and stood up. “So, what should we do now?”

My phone started ringing and it caught me off guard. I held up my finger and pulled it out of my pocket. I didn’t recognize the number and it was nearing nine at night.

Hello?

Conner. Can you come get me?

I could tell she was crying right away.

Where are you now?

I hid my car behind the bar again.

I’ll be there in ten minutes. Hang tight.

I turned around and looked at Heather. “That was work. Somethin’s come up and I gotta go back to the jobsite. Can we continue this another time?”

She looked disappointed, but stood up and walked toward the door. “Are you going to call me?”

Just to keep her interested, I smacked her on the ass. “You’re damn right I will.”

“Later, sexy.” She blew me a kiss before walking out the door.

Wow, a year ago I would have tore that shit up!

I waited for her to leave the parking lot before I ran out and headed in the opposite direction to find Amy.

 

 

 

Chapter 16

Amy

My night was going fine until my step daughter came home with hickeys all over her neck. Rick wasn’t home yet and I scolded her for being so irresponsible. Of course, the moment he walked in the door, all he could hear was us screaming at each other.

He came right to her defense and then noticed the hickeys. I couldn’t smell alcohol on him, but from the way he was being all loud and unsteady, I knew he’d been drinking. His daughter went running into her room and slammed the door, while he stood there with me in the corner.

He went to reach his hand out toward me and I flinched and threw my arms to cover my face. His eyes got real big and he grabbed me and threw me down on the ground. “You want something to be scared of, bitch?”

The back of his hand slapped me in the face. “Please stop hurting me,” I begged.

“Aww, you poor baby. You going to cry and run out like you always do? Go ahead you whore. Run out and find yourself a pimp, cause there ain’t no other man that will ever want your sorry ass again. When I’m through with you, nobody will ever want you again.”

I darted for the door, grabbing my purse and keys as I ran. Unlike other times, he actually chased me outside, throwing his fists into my hood as I backed out of the driveway.

I caught myself screaming out loud as I turned the car around and pulled away just before he made contact with the driver’s side window.

I hauled ass into town and pulled my cell phone out of my purse. I didn’t care about using my cell phone. I just needed to feel safe and there was only one person that could make me feel that way.

Conner pulled up right next to my car and jumped out right away. I was finally calming down, but when he opened the door and pulled me out, I lost it again. “It’s okay. I’m here now. You’re safe, darlin’.”

“I’m so sorry I called you. I didn’t know what else to do.”

He held my hand and helped me into his truck. “I told you to always call me.”

When he drove us back to the hotel and walked me right into a room without checking in, I gave him a funny look, but walked in and laid down on the bed. He climbed in behind me and pulled me into his arms. I laced my fingers into his and let my eyes close as I cried. He kissed the top of my head. “Please leave him. This has been going on for too long. It’s been more than six months now, Blaze. I want to kill that fucker with my bare hands.”

I turned around so that I was facing him. His arms wrapped around me again and he kissed my forehead. I was still sniffling and having trouble talking. “Please don’t talk about it right now. Just make it go away, Conner. Please just make it go away.”

He held me there in that silent room for the longest time without speaking. I didn’t need him to talk, I just wanted to feel safe. I traced the tattoo on one of his arms with my fingers and brought his hand up and rubbed it against my face. Conner took my hand and kissed it. “You feel better now?”

“I always feel safe when I’m with you, Conner. Even when I’m mad at you, I know you won’t ever hurt me.”

“I would never lay a hand on you, Amy.” He kissed my nose. “Not ever.”

I looked around the room and thought about his words. “Conner, were you here with someone when I called you?”

He cleared his throat and turned over on his back, letting go of me. I sat up on my elbow waiting for him to say something, but the truth was all over his face. I started to get off the bed and he grabbed me and pulled me back toward him. “I didn’t sleep with her, Amy, I swear.”

“She was here, in this room with you? You would have slept with her if I hadn’t called. Oh my god!” He kept holding me against him. “Let me go. You’re a whore.”

“You know why I had to bring her here. She thinks this is where I am staying while I work here. Would you stop trying to get away from me.” He grabbed both of my hands and slid on top of me so I couldn’t move. “There’s only one person that I want to be with and it ain’t her.”

I looked away from him, even as he kissed my cheek. “You have a terrible way of showing me you want me. Hooking up with someone else is not exactly a turn on.”

He started laughing at me. “You have room to talk. You’re jealous that I messed around with someone else, but you sleep next to your husband at night. How am I supposed to feel about that, Blaze? It goes both ways here. I don’t want to be in a relationship with Heather, especially after tonight. I’m done with being with easy women.”

I rolled my eyes and looked at him. “You probably say that to all the girls you bring here.”

He let go of me and fell on the bed beside me. I watched him run his hands through his hair. “Woman, you make me crazy. I swear I think it’s what makes me want you so damn bad. You are so indecisive. One minute you hate my guts and the next you’re gettin’ all jealous. Make up your mind.”

I shoved him off the bed and sent him rolling onto the floor. “I can’t make a choice right now and you know it.”

He kneeled and put his arms on the bed facing me. “See that’s the thing. You don’t want to be with me, and you don’t want me to be with anyone else. How is that fair at all?”

I grabbed my head and rubbed my temples. “Talk about something else.”

He jumped up on the bed again. “No! I want to know. Tell me why you don’t like me seeing other women.”

“Please stop it, Conner.”

He leaned into my neck and kissed it. “Tell me, Amy.”

I got up and ran into the bathroom, slamming the door behind me. My heart was beating so fast. I heard him knocking lightly on the door. “Why can’t you tell me.”

When I knew he wasn’t going to give up, I opened the door and saw him standing there. “Because I want you all for myself.” I put my hands on my hips. “Are you happy now? I mean, it doesn’t get us anywhere. I am still married and you are in the middle of seducing the town whore in order to clear your brother-in-law from something he may or may not have done. So now it’s your turn, Conner. What exactly was happening when I called?”

He grabbed my hand and pulled me into his kiss. “It doesn’t matter.”

“It matters to me.”

He rubbed my hair. “I barely get to be with you like this. Please can we just be together tonight. I will tell you anything you want to know tomorrow. Please. I miss you.”

Here was the problem. I missed Conner every single second of every single day until the next time I got to see him. I missed his touch and I missed the way he always made me feel safe. I wanted nothing more than to just be with him like we were, but in the back of my mind, I had to know the truth. “I just admitted that I may have real feelings for you.”

“What do you want me to say? You know I care about you, Blaze. Is that what you want me to say? I think I’ve proven that to you time and time again.”

“Did you sleep with her?”

“I told you no.”

“Did you kiss her?”

“She kissed me a couple times.” I clenched my jaw. “Amy, please don’t do this.”

“Have you ever seen her naked?” He looked away and scrunched up his face. It hurt me immediately picturing him seeing her with no clothes on. “Has she seen you naked?”

“Some parts.” He looked down at the floor and avoided eye contact.

“What parts?”

He grabbed my arms and looked at me and he wasn’t happy. “Damnit, why are you doin’ this? It doesn’t matter what happened earlier tonight. It meant nothin’ to me and you should have known that when I came runnin’ right to you. I will always be there for you, Amy. Now, you can go on with your little tude, but at the end of the day, you know what I’m waitin’ for and it ain’t that little blonde.”

He kissed my hands and released them as he walked over to the second bed and flopped down on it. He took his hat and covered his face with it, before crossing his arms and appearing like he was going to sleep.

I just stood there like an idiot, watching him. I put my hands on my hips like it made me tougher. “She probably has rabies, you know.”

He never moved from his position. “Guess I better get a vaccine then.”

I huffed and puffed and finally laid on the opposite bed across from his. I tried to get myself comfortable, but couldn’t seem to fall asleep knowing he was that close to me. If he was messing around with Heather, I couldn’t be with him. It was nasty to me and even though I knew his intentions were for something good, it made me sick.

Finally, after I’d counted sheep, recounted every step I took and even opened and closed my eyes until I couldn’t hold them open anymore, I still couldn’t fall asleep. Exhaustion hit me and I began to sob. I felt the bed move and his arms around me before I could argue with him.

His lips brushed my ear. “Wrap your arms around me, Blaze.”

I turned around and nestled my body into his. His strong arms reached around my back. “Thank you for saving me.”

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