Chapter 2
“You do know it’s Valentine’s Day weekend, right?” Tammy asked with her hands on her hips.
“You do know that I don’t give a fuck, right?” I wasn’t sure why she acted like I gave a damn about that fake ass holiday. Even if I did care, I wouldn’t have been spending it with her.
Tammy was a warm body, with big titties, a fat ass, and a deep throat. I never called her outside of wanting to fuck, or to get my dick sucked. She knew that shit, too. I never hid what it was with us. She just chose to ignore me every time I told her she wasn’t my girl.
“You could have taken me with you,” she whined, and the shit pissed me off.
I couldn’t stand a whiny ass person, and that was Tammy, but she could swallow a dick. It was the only reason I kept her around. I regretted it every time she acted like I owed her something.
“Nah. I need to be alone, and I have some hunting to do. I wasn’t trying to be out there and making sure you were good.”
At certain times of the year, I would take a hunting trip. Sometimes I went alone; other times my cousin and best friend Marcel would come with me. He had a girl he was dealing with, so they had plans for the weekend. I didn’t mind going alone. It gave me time to chill without people bothering me.
Damn near seven days a week, I worked as an HVAC tech. I liked my job, but sometimes that shit was tiring.
Tammy walked over to me and put her hand on my dick. We’d just fucked a few minutes prior, but I wasn’t going to turn her down.
She dropped to her knees and pulled my dick out. She swallowed that shit and made my knees buckle.
“Who’s going to take care of you over the next couple of days?” she asked my dick. She placed soft kisses on the head. “I’ll miss you.”
I looked down at her like she was crazy, and maybe she was. She put my dick back in her mouth and it touched the back of her throat. Her mouth watered more as she gagged on it.
I palmed the back of her head and guided her. I leaned against the wall to brace myself as my dick slid in and out of her mouth.
“I know what you trying to do,” I said as I looked down at her. “My answer won’t change. Fuck.” I groaned when she cupped my balls.
Before I gave myself a chance to nut, I reached for a condom and put it on. I made Tammy get on her bed on all fours. I needed to make this shit quick because I had to handle a couple of things before I was off the grid.
Whenever I went hunting, I cut off communication with everyone. My parents were doing their own thing for the weekend, and so was Marcel. Nobody else called me because I didn’t fuck with anyone else. Tammy didn’t count, and I hadn’t had a solid relationship in a few years.
My last girl tried to control me, so I had to let her ass go.
I wasn’t the nigga to let a chick tell me what to do.
Since she was gone, I’d been chilling. Fucking when I felt like it, and I didn’t have to deal with anyone outside of the bedroom.
I wasn’t looking for shit, and the chicks I came across didn’t make me want to change that.
“You feel so good, Major.” Tammy moaned as I beat her shit. It would probably be a while before I called her clingy ass.
I didn’t bother acknowledging what she said. I focused on the way her ass rippled so I could nut and go home.
It didn’t take long until I was pulling out and nutting into the condom. I made sure I flushed that bitch down the toilet, too. I didn’t trust Tammy’s ass as far as I could throw her. I wasn’t trying to have any accidental kids. I wasn’t even sure if I wanted kids.
“I guess I’ll see you whenever you call again,” Tammy said as I exited the bathroom.
I pulled my hoodie over my head and grabbed my keys.
“Enjoy your weekend.” I kissed Tammy on her forehead and left. I wasn’t trying to give her any chance to whine again.
When I got in my car, I called my mom to see what she was up to. I had to let the car warm up for a second, but I wasn’t trying to sit outside of Tammy’s house for too long.
“How’s my favorite girl?” I asked when she picked up.
“I’m good. Getting my stuff together for the weekend. Your father and I are going out of town.”
My parents had been together my whole life, but for some reason, they never got married.
“Don’t be out here being grown,” I teased.
“You weren’t dropped off on the front porch, you know.”
“Okay. Okay.” I groaned.
It didn’t take me long to reach the apartment building I lived in, where I owned a penthouse. I made good money, but I also knew how to make my money work for me. I invested in different types of things, so I was financially comfortable.
“You started it. Anyway, I know you’re going up to those mountains.” I could picture her rolling her eyes. “I hate when you go alone.”
“I’ll be fine.”
“I guess. Make sure you let us know when you get there.”
No matter what, I called my mother to let her know when I made it to places, because if I didn’t, she would worry. I was a grown-ass man, but when it came to my mother, I would do anything to ease her mind.
In my mid-twenties, I was in a car accident. Even though I’d only broken my leg, that was enough to send my mom worrying whenever I drove for more than an hour.
“I sure will.”
We said our goodbyes, then I went upstairs to finish packing. I had to make two stops on my way there.
Later in the day, I arrived at the cabin. I parked, then grabbed my stuff from the trunk.
The living room light was on, but I figured the staff must have left it on since it was dark outside.
I used my phone to open the door and saw something black dart across the room.
“What the fuck was that?” I dropped my bags on the floor and looked around the room.
Suddenly, I heard the shower running and someone singing like a cat being strangled.
I walked to the back, then stood in front of the bathroom door, and I pulled my gun from behind my back. It wasn’t supposed to be anyone in this cabin but me.
The shower turned off, and a few seconds later, the door opened, and steam rushed out of the room.
I raised my gun at the person who stepped out of the bathroom. “Why the fuck are you in my cabin?”
A loud shriek filled the hallway, then she looked at me, then at my gun.
“If you don’t get that fucking gun out of my face, I know something.
” She had the nerve to push my hand down, step around me, then go into the bedroom.
She smelled like cookies or some shit. Whatever it was, I wanted to eat her ass up.
I took in her frame as she walked to the closet with a big pink towel wrapped around her body.
A few droplets of water rested on her shoulders.
Black wavy hair was piled at the top of her.
She didn’t know that her smart mouth and moving around like I didn’t just have a gun pointed at her face made my dick hard.
I still needed to know why she was in my cabin.