Double Booked

Chapter 1

Did I pack my fuzzy socks?

“Shit. Are you gonna cum for daddy?”

I rolled my eyes at the stupid question Daniel asked as he humped on top of me.

No matter how many times I told him I hated it when he called himself daddy, he continued to do it.

Sex with him reminded me of when I was younger, and my middle school boyfriend and I used to dry hump in the basement of my aunt’s house.

Omar Wilkins and I were in love. He lived next door to my aunt Sheila, and he was friends with my brother. Whenever we went over to her house, Omar would come over and play with my brother. Whenever my brother wasn’t around, Omar and I dry humped like we knew what we were doing.

I hope I don’t forget to pack a few toys.

My mind was everywhere but on the sweaty dude pounding into me. It wasn’t fun pounding either. My titties bounced as I forced a moan here and there out of my mouth. I needed Daniel to hurry up because I had multiple things to do before my weekend getaway.

“Ugh.” Daniel’s body jerked a couple of times, then he rolled off me. “You good?” he asked while he pulled the sheet up.

He asked that question every time we had sex, and I always gave him the same answer.

“Yes. I’m fine.” I tossed my legs over the side of the bed and sat up.

I needed a second to gather myself because if I got out of bed too fast, I would get dizzy.

One day, I got so dizzy I ended up on the floor.

I lived alone, except for my cat, but he couldn’t help me.

I had no choice but to get up on my own.

I saw my doctor the week after, and he said that I was anemic.

The anemia caused extra dizziness. I had to take iron pills consistently and take my time getting out of bed.

“I’m sorry I can’t take you out this weekend.”

I ignored him as I walked to the bathroom. I was mad at myself for letting him even come over.

Daniel was my on-again, off-again . . . something. I wouldn’t call him my boyfriend, but unfortunately, he was the only guy I had somewhat of a relationship with.

Daniel and I met in eighth grade when we had gym together.

I was sad about Omar being transferred to a different school on the other side of town because his father had gotten a new job.

Daniel was cute and funny, so when he asked for my number, I gave it to him.

We became a couple the summer before our freshman year of high school.

During the four years of high school, we broke up plenty of times because he thought he was a ladies’ man.

We lost contact when we attended different colleges, but we found each other again a few years ago.

I quickly found out that Daniel still humped like a teenage boy.

I barely got off whenever we were together unless he ate my pussy first. I believed I kept wasting my time with him because he was a safe option.

The dating pool sucked, so if I had to deal with a humper, then I’d do it.

Outside of the bedroom, we had fun, and I took the good with the bad.

I had a drawer full of things that could help me get what he hadn’t been able to give me—an orgasm.

“It’s okay. I have plans,” I informed him as I came out of the bathroom.

He shot out of the bed and walked toward me.

“With who?”

I looked at him and smirked. His face was full of worry, and I wanted to be petty and lie, but I didn’t.

“Just me and Sparrow.”

I watched his chest deflate as I told him the truth. He put his arms around my waist and pulled me close. His spicy cologne tickled my nose. Daniel always looked and smelled good. He just needed to learn how to fuck better.

“I got worried for a minute. I know it’s Valentine’s Day weekend, and you deserve to be loved on.” He kissed my cheek. “I’m sorry my boss has me on this special project. I hope you don’t find anyone else out there while I’m trying to plan a life for us.”

I didn’t want to tell him to give up that dream, but there was no way I saw a life with him.

Yeah, he made me laugh, but I didn’t feel that giddiness in my stomach when I looked at him.

All I saw was someone who was more like a friend with partial benefits.

It was always great to feel his dick inside of me because it was girthy; he just didn’t know what spots to hit.

At one point, I thought my pussy died on me because I couldn’t cum.

One night, I decided to buy myself a vibrator, and that got the job done in seconds.

Needless to say, my pussy was just fine.

“I understand, Daniel. Duty calls.”

He kissed the corner of my mouth and released me. “Thank you for understanding.” He walked over to the other side of the bed and picked up his clothes from the floor. “I promise I’ll make it up to you next weekend.”

His back was turned, so he didn’t see when I rolled my eyes. Who the hell wanted to celebrate Valentine’s Day the week after? Daniel probably had a girlfriend he chose not to tell me about. The last few holidays, he’d been too busy, but I never believed him.

“You don’t have to.” The words to completely end things sat on the tip of my tongue, but I held them back.

“I insist.” He walked over to me and placed a quick kiss on my lips. “If you call me and I don’t answer, it’s because we are going to be extremely busy. I’ll just call you when I’m free.”

“No problem.”

Little did he know, I had no plans of calling him. I had a relaxing weekend planned with my cat, some wine, and a few books. My cabin in the mountains was booked and waiting for me.

I walked Daniel downstairs and locked up my house the second he stepped out of the door.

As soon as my feet touched the carpet in my room, I went to my drawer and pulled out my friend that could make me cum fast. I needed a nap, then I would finish packing what I needed.

Climbing into bed, I spread my legs and touched my left nipple.

My other hand with the toy in it slid down my body until I reached my girl.

It didn’t take long to get my juices going as I daydreamed about my favorite rapper.

Dave East was fine as shit, and I dreamed about him often.

His raspy voice would probably send me into a world of hysteria while he fucked me.

He just looked like he could fuck and speak that good shit while he did it.

I let the vibrations take over as my back arched off the bed. I moaned loudly because I could. It was my house, and I didn’t have close neighbors on either side.

When I came down from my orgasm, I put the toy on the side of me where Daniel had been not too long ago, then pulled the covers up to nap. I would clean up afterward.

A few hours later, Sparrow and I were on the road to the mountains. Sparrow wasn’t a fan of his carrier, so I let him out to stretch out on the seat.

As we drove, my phone rang. “Me, why are you going to the mountains? You can come with Keith and me,” my best friend Mariah said when I answered the phone.

She always called me Me, even though my name ended in m-y.

I always wondered why my mom named me Tumy.

Every time I asked, she never had an explanation.

“Girl, it is Valentine’s Day. What do I look like spending the weekend with my best friend and her husband? I ain’t trying to hear y’all fucking.”

Mariah and I had been friends since our sophomore year in high school, and we’d done a lot of things together, but I drew the line at listening to her have sex.

“Why aren’t you with Daniel?”

I sucked my teeth at her question. “I already told you he claims he has to work.”

I told her what he said about not answering his phone, and she laughed.

“His ass knows he’s lying. Well, I don’t like it, but I get it.”

Every Valentine’s Day, or anytime I wanted to decompress, I went up to the mountains. There were hardly ever any people around there. Most of the people who were there tended to stay to themselves.

“You have fun and maybe work on a god baby for me.”

“Trust me, we are working on it.”

Mariah and her husband, Keith, had been married for five years, and I couldn’t be happier for her. She was all I had, so it was bittersweet when she told me she was getting married.

Both of my parents were gone. Father died of a heart attack, and my mother died of a broken heart. I had an older brother, but we didn’t have a relationship at all. It had to have been years since we talked. He sucked and didn’t help our parents or me when it was needed.

“Glad to hear it. I’m sure it will happen soon for you guys.”

We talked until I made it to my destination. The mountains were only a two-hour drive from the valley. I was born and raised in Sunrise Valley, also known as The Valley.

The mountains had become my home away from home.

When I arrived, I pulled up to the cabin I reserved. I did all the check-in information online before I left the house, and the cabin had remote entry. There was a garage, so I parked inside it just in case it snowed.

Once I gathered all our stuff, Sparrow and I headed inside. I let him out to explore while I adjusted the heat.

It was a one-bedroom cabin that sat almost at the top of the hill. The only other one was the rental office. Most bookings and things were done online, but they always had someone on the property in case of an emergency.

The fridge and cabinets had been filled with all the food and goodies I would need for the weekend. I had no plans of going anywhere.

After I had everything where I wanted it, I went to take a shower. The couch and my Kindle were waiting for me. With a big glass of wine, I would escape the world for a couple of days.