Dakota
“IF I HAD TWOOOO DOZEN ROSES…”
My alarm ripped me out of a deep sleep.
Right in the middle of a damn good dream.
I checked the time.
3:30PM.
I didn’t have to be at work until 6PM but I loved being able to shower and doddle around before going in, so I always set my alarm a little early.
But first, coffee…
I threw on a pair of gray sweatpants before heading downstairs, praying to the Lord above that Cassie had taken the hint and left.
Downstairs was empty, all traces of her existence no longer visible to the naked eye.
Hallelujah!
After starting the Keurig, I peeked into the garage. The Ford Escape was gone for the first time all week.
Good way to start the day!
With a cup of coffee in my hand, I trekked back up the stairs.
Back in my room, I sat the cup on the nightstand coaster, letting it cool a little while I made up the bed.
I need to change these sheets when I get off tomorrow.
When the bed was made up neatly and the throw pillows were perfectly placed, I sat down in my corner chair to enjoy my coffee.
“It’s gonna be a good day,” I manifested. “It’s gonna be a good day where everybody goes home.”
I grabbed my phone from the nightstand.
I had a missed call from my dad, three missed calls from Cassie, and none from Lena.
You need to figure out why this bothers you so much so you can get the fuck over it.
“I just think she deserves better than someone that doesn’t value her,” I talked to myself as I polished off my cup of coffee.
As I stood up to start the shower, my phone started to ring. I snatched it off the bed, excitedly, mildly disappointed to see that it was my dad.
I tapped the green square.
I faked enthusiasm. “Hey, Dad!”
“Hey, my buddy! How the hell are ya?”
I laughed. “I’m fine, Dad. How about you?”
“Doin’ mighty fine. Heard the guys had a rough night last night. Were you workin’?”
This is on the list of shit I do not want to talk about right now.
“Yes, sir. Candle left burnin’.”
“Sorry to hear it, buddy. I don’t miss those days.”
I forced myself to remain cheerful.
“All part of it, Dad.”
“I know it.”
Silence hung between us.
“I saw Lena yesterday.” My ears perked up.
“Yeah?”
That didn’t sound even remotely close to nonchalant.
“Yeah, she came by here. Told off Jace’s mama in the lobby.”
That was long overdue.
“I ain’t even surprised. Linda has always been awful to her.”
“I was proud of her - even if it did happen in the middle of the bank lobby.”
I laughed.
“You know Lena. She will take the shit and take the shit, but when she hits her breakin’ point - she blows a damn fuse.”
“Oh, I know it. Speakin’ of hotheaded…”
Here we go…
“How are things with Jace?”
“He is now on my shift startin’ today.”
Goddamnit. I had forgotten that until just now.
“Is that a good idea?” He sounded worried.
I sighed. “It will be fine. We both know the job comes first.”
“What about Cassie? How are things there?”
Also on the list of shit I don’t want to talk about right now.
“Dad, I’ll come and talk to you about it all tomorrow when I come get Athens. I gotta get ready for work now.”
“Aight, my buddy. I’ll see you then. Stay safe out there. Love you!”
“Love you, Pops.”
Despite ending the call with a smile, I jumped in the shower with fresh irritation, the mere mention of Jace killing my good mood.
Get there, do your job, and come the fuck home.
Jolene
I have new respect for my daddy.
I’d grown up on this farm, doing chores, but never to the degree that I’d done them today.
In Dad’s defense, I did keep askin’ for more work to do.
Every muscle in my body ached.
See, now I need the hot tub.
Snagging my phone from my jacket pocket, I checked my text messages. I was surprised to see that I had two texts from Cassie. She hadn’t reached out since she sent that stupid picture message.
Meet you for five minutes to hear you out? To HEAR YOU OUT?
I locked my phone without responding, refusing to give the bitch one second of my time.
What could you possibly have to say that could be justified under the category of ‘just hear me out’?
I twisted the knobs in my shower angrily. After stripping out of my work clothes, I pulled down my hair, combing my fingers through it as the bathroom filled with steam.
Hear her out…
I stepped into the shower, the water immediately attacking the tension in my neck. While I lathered my hair, I wrestled with the idea of what she could possibly have to say.
There was a part of me that didn’t give a fuck about any explanation that came from her mouth but there was also a part of me that wanted to make her look me in the eye and explain how she could do this to me.
Other than just being a shitty person altogether.
I rinsed my hair quickly, careful to make sure I hadn’t missed any of the dirt from the day. I used a rag to scrub my body, taking extra time on my most sensitive areas.
As I rubbed myself, I thought back to that night at the cabin when wrapped his lips around my clit.
The way he sucked it and flicked it with his tongue at the same time…
My pussy started tingling as I replayed it in my mind, my clit throbbing to be touched. I rolled it between my fingers, sending bits of pleasure splintering throughout my body. Sitting down on the seat inside of the shower, I teased and toyed, edging myself to the brink but never close enough to cum.
God, I want to feel him inside of me.
The way he stretched me just right and guided my hips as I rode him… The way he grunted my name when he came…The way he fucked my throat hard as if he wanted to hurt me, but with his hands cradling my head to make me feel safe…
I rubbed my clit faster, so fast my legs started to shake.
dipping his tongue inside me, making damn sure he got every single drop of cum… The way he begged me when I deepthroated him… the way he tasted on my tongue…
With every memory, I lost more of my control.
The way he fucked me from behind, the passion, the force…
With a moan, I exploded, my clit so sensitive that it ached.
Fuckkkkk.
With shaky legs, I attempted to stand.
The things I’d do to him right now would have me doused in holy water.
After bathing a second time, I stepped out of the shower. Feeling stronger and more determined as I wrapped the towel around me, I grabbed my phone from the vanity. Ignoring a text notification from Big Jake, I opened the text feed between me and Cassie.
Before I could change my mind, I told her to meet me in twenty minutes at Deja Brew.
Let me just go “hear her out” …