Hate At First Sight, page 10
“So why the interest in my brother all of a sudden?”
“What line of business is he in?”
“Currently? He’s expanding his woodwork business.”
“Oh?”
“Yes. So, why the interest?”
“I just know someone who may soon be available and I want her to be as happy as I am.”
“Anyone, I know?”
“You don’t know anyone I know.”
“And vice-versa. We need to change that soon.” He caressed the side of my breast. “Very soon. I feel as though I want to take out a billboard declaring to the whole city that you’re my woman.”
I giggled. “I can see the caption now. ‘Taken’.”
“Exactly. Now, who do you have in mind for my brother? Heaven knows he needs a good woman in his life.”
“Tasha.”
“Who’s Tasha again?”
“My sister-in-law.”
“Whoa! You’re not making her a widow are you?”
“I wish! But no. She’s been thinking about separation.”
“And like the good sister-in-law that you are, you’re encouraging the demise of her marriage?”
“If ever you get the chance to meet my family you’d know why I want her out of it as soon as possible. I’m considering cutting them off as well, especially after I get RDB up and running. I have the money to get at least two properties off the ground next year. Once I’m sure they can run successfully, I’ll begin my exit march.”
“You have it all figured out don’t you.”
“I do.”
Another crash of thunder interrupted us once more. As the loudness faded away, I sat up slowly. His fingers drifted down my bare back.
“Where are you going?”
“Bathroom.”
“Right through there.”
I tried to take a bedsheet with me, and he laughed and pulled it away.
“After you did that strip tease out there and what we just did in here, there’s no need to cover that beautiful body sweetheart.”
I felt my cheeks burn at the thought of what we had done and chuckled.
“It was inevitable baby. Now wiggle that ass for me when you walk away.”
I laughed and climbed out of bed. I walked slowly, swaying from side to side.
“That’s it, baby. Work it, work it.”
I stopped in the doorway and threw a look over my shoulder. I blew him a kiss as I disappeared into the bathroom. I used the toilet and washed my hands. I dabbed a little cold water on my face before drying my hands. I shivered slightly. The rain had not let up even once and the cabin was cold. When I went back into the bedroom, Sheldon was gone. I looked around and spotted a closet in the corner. A quick rummage produced a flannel shirt. I had just buttoned it up and flipped my hair out when he returned. He was wearing sweatpants.
“I turned the heater on so we should be warmer in a few minutes.”
“Okay. Great.”
“I’m going to try and get our clothes dry. There’s nothing worse than wearing wet jeans.”
“Facts. What time is it by the way?”
“About midday.”
“What?” I brushed past him and went to the living room. I felt the heat immediately. I went to the window. Outside was almost pitch black. I turned as he came to stand behind me.
“It doesn’t look good out there.”
“Let me get these in the washer then I’ll check the weather report.”
I followed him as he disappeared through a doorway. I found a reasonably sized kitchen with a washer and drier against a wall in the corner. He loaded our clothing into the washer and measured out detergent. It made me quiver to think about our clothing being washed together. Wordlessly, I walked over to him and hugged him from behind. He turned to look down at me and I pulled him into a quick kiss.
He smiled as he pulled back. “How about we go check that weather report so we can know our next move.”
“Well, whatever the report says I’m sure we can find some time to-” I moved my hand down to palm his crotch. He laughed.
“You’re insatiable.”
“So are you. You’re just not saying it.”
“You’ve got that right baby.” He kissed me softly, then deepened the kiss. We both jumped as another peal of thunder cracked through the mountains. Reluctantly he released me.
“Weather report. Let’s check it, shall we?”
We held hands and walked back to the living room.
Chapter 14:
Sheldon
I turned on the radio as Rasheeda got comfortable on the couch. I fiddled with the knobs until I found a station that was not scrambling.
Tropical storm Vern continues to sweep across the coastline and is predicted to strengthen to a category one hurricane within the next twelve hours. Given the suddenness with which the storm has strengthened, all residents of Henderson city and its surrounding suburbs and communities are cautioned to take all the necessary precautions to secure life and property. Avoid attempting to cross flooded roads. If you live in a flood-prone area, check your local churches for information regarding shelters. Ensure that you-
I turned to her. “That answers that.”
“A storm? Will we be okay up here?”
“We’ll be perfectly safe.” I walked over and sat beside her, pulling her onto my lap. “I built this cabin with my own two hands and with the best material. It can withstand any gale-force winds. Once we stay inside that is.”
I ran my hand up her calf and to the back of her thigh. She spread a hand across my chest.
“I’m sure we can find something to take our mind off big bad Vern outside.”
I took a deep breath as I looked into her eyes. “I’m sure we can.”
She pulled me in for a searing kiss and I felt powerless in her embrace. With one swift move, I swept her up into my arms and walked into the bedroom.
It was nearly two before we stirred from the short nap we took after reacquainting our bodies. I awoke before she did and took some time to admire her as she rested. Her hair was a tangled mess spread across my chest and the pillow. Her leg wedged between my thighs was warm. The heat emanating from her mound was scorching and I felt my body stir once more. She was like a drug. And I was an addict. I simply could not get enough of her. I sighed as I looked up at the ceiling. I was a goner. And I was worried. Did Rasheeda feel the same about me as I did her?
“Mmmmm.” She stirred from sleep and stretched her body. Her eyes fluttered open as I stroked the side of her breast. She smiled at me sleepily as she reached up to kiss me softly.
“I’m going to sue you for breach of contract you know.”
“Whatever for?”
“You promised me a picnic.”
“I have no control over acts of God. But if you want to go fire up the grill in the middle of a storm, be my guest.”
“I thought you said you had indoor options.”
“I do.”
“I’m hungry.”
I ran my hand down her body and cupped her pussy. My thumb rolled her clit around.
“Hungry for what?”
She licked her lips and smiled. “She’s not hungry right now considering she’s been feasting all morning.”
“Feasting and being feasted on.” I flicked her clit and was pleased to feel her tremble.
She sighed. “That too. But I think my tummy is being neglected. And you know how monstrous I get when I’m hungry.”
“That I know. Let’s go see what I can scrounge up.”
We pulled on back our respective clothing and headed to the kitchen. The cabin was now quite toasty from the heater. She switched the clothes from the washer to the drier as I got the stove and oven going. I had planned to grill steaks and vegetables with hot dogs and a few beers. The cooking method would have to be adjusted, but we would still have a veritable feast.
“Can you turn the radio back on so we can check the weather, love?”
“Sure.” She turned and walked out of the kitchen, leaving the door open. As I watched her in the other room my heart swelled with love. I wondered what she would say if I came right out and said it. I bit my tongue. Those words would not pass my lips anytime soon. I needed to be sure of her feelings first. I turned my attention back to the stove as she came to the kitchen with the portable.
Vern continues to plow through the city of Henderson. Flooding has been reported in several areas and streets have been declared impassable. The list continues to grow and will be given at the end of this broadcast. Again, we implore residents of Henderson, Hellshire, and other surrounding communities to remain indoors. There are indications that Jack’s Hill, Melrose Hill, and Mount Rousseau will also feel the brunt of wind and rain. Landslides are a possibility in these areas as several reports have already come in regarding loosened rocks on several slopes. Avoid traveling to these areas at this time. Streets to be avoided are-
I switched off the radio and looked at her.
“I guess that settles that. We’re on one of the peaks of Jack’s Hill so we have nowhere to go.”
“It sounds as though wherever we were we would have had nowhere going. It’s really blowing out there. Your bike!”
“Has been locked into the toolshed and everything that needs to be secured has been battened down. Relax, baby. You’re in good hands.”
She smiled at me as she twirled a lock of hair. “I know. I can’t think of a better place to be and a person to be with to ride out this storm.”
My voice dropped to a hoarse whisper. “Don’t mention riding.”
She sidled up to me and hugged me around the waist. “Why not?”
“You do it well.”
“Do I now. I think I could use a little more practice.”
“If you don’t wish to eat burnt meat you’ll take your little hot riding ass into the living room and set the table.”
She laughed and swatted at my bare chest.
“Coward.”
“I hope you’re not when I get hold of you later and let you eat those words.”
“That’s not all I’d like to eat.” She wiggled her eyebrows suggestively as she thrust her hips into mine. I turned her around and swatted her ass.
“Go!”
She yelped and grabbed her ass before going to do as she was asked. I shook my head and grinned. My heart was full. This all felt so right. And so scary. I could get used to a setup like this with Rasheeda joining me for my random weekend getaways up here. I could already see her out by the firepit with me as we enjoyed the brilliance of the stars overhead. I could see her down by the river. I wondered if she had ever gone fishing before. Perhaps I could teach her how to fish. I turned my attention to the stove and soon had pleasant smells emanating from the stove and oven. My stomach growled and I realized that I had not eaten since the quick sandwich this morning.
“Table is all set, babe.”
“Okay, sweetheart. What are we drinking?”
“Beer? Wine? Water? Juice? What do you have?”
“Check the fridge.”
I plated up our meal as she pulled out a few bottles of beer and juice. I followed her into the living room and then went back for the radio and extra glasses. I found a station with music and turned it to a reasonable volume. The last trip to the kitchen was for candles and matches. She raised her eyebrows.
“Are we going to lose power?”
“Hopefully not. I do have a solar system set up. But just in case the batteries die we’ll have this. We’re using quite a bit of energy with the washer, drier, and heater. But I could light the fire if you like.”
“I think a fire would be perfect for an evening like this.”
“I’ll get it started after we eat.”
I served her plate and mine and we tucked into our meal. About twenty minutes later her plate was practically empty. She came up for air and took a swig of her beer.
“I love this cabin, Sheldon.”
“You do?”
“Yeah. It feels so cozy and far from civilization. It’s almost as though I’ve turned off the world and gone into hiding.”
“That’s exactly how I feel whenever I come here.”
“How often do you come?”
“Usually every two weekends. Admittedly, I haven’t been up here for a while as my weekends have been taken up with other matters.” I smiled across the table at her.
“Really now. And what matters are those?”
“I’ve got a client who’s wearing me out in every possible way. But I’m not complaining. I like the kind of wearing-out she’s giving me. And I look forward to being worn out some more too. If she’s game.” I stared at her intensely.
She dropped her eyes and I saw a slight blush on her cheeks. She looked up at me.
“Maybe if you asked her kindly she would be game and maybe even join you here for those weekends.”
My heart raced as she echoed the thoughts I had had earlier. The rain continued to beat on the corrugated roof as I stood and walked over to her.
Chapter 15:
Rasheeda
I looked up as he towered over me. wordlessly I stood and went into his arms. All morning I had been fighting with my emotions. But the more I fought the more I knew it was a losing battle. There were no ifs, and or buts about it. I had fallen hopelessly in love with Sheldon. I was not sure at what point I had crossed the line. But I was sure it had been before I was standing dripping wet on his threshold. Otherwise, I would not have allowed things to progress as they had. I loved this man.
I took a deep breath as I pressed my cheek to his chest. We moved in time to the slow music, each lost in thought. His skin was so warm! His hands on my ass just felt right. I looked up at him.
“I don’t want to leave,” I mumbled.
He laughed softly, “You’re hooked.”
“I am.”
“That’s good to know. I’m kindly asking you to join me here whenever I feel the need to get away.”
“That’s an offer I won’t refuse. Just tell me when and I’ll have my bags packed.”
“Maybe you can just pack a bag and leave it here with a few things, just in case we take the bike and not the truck. That way you won’t have to worry about luggage.”
“Sounds like a plan. I can’t believe I rode a freaking bike. And in a storm at that.”
“You sure did. I’m glad you liked it. I suspect there won’t be much riding until Spring, so we really did get the last day of riding in today.”
“I’m glad too,” I kissed his chest and disentangled myself.
“Where are you going?”
“I’d love to have a shower while you get the fire going. Do you have hot water?”
“I do.”
“Great,” I went to pick up my backpack from the front door and took it into the bedroom with me. I dug into it to find my cosmetic bag which had my travel-sized soap, toothbrush, and other necessities. I stripped off the shirt and went into the bathroom. I wrapped my hair in a messy bun on top of my head and secured it with one of my endless rubber bands. I allowed the water to run for a bit until it warmed up before stepping under the spray. I ran the bar of soap over my wet skin, pleased to see it begin to lather. I closed my eyes and hummed a tune as I continued to lather my skin. The soap slipped from my hands.
“Pick it up.”
I turned at the soft, husky voice and met Sheldon’s eyes boring into me. He was standing at the end of the shower, his chest rising and falling with each breath. My eyes ran up and down his naked body as he stepped into the shower. I turned my back to him and bent slowly from the waist. I felt his hand slip between my legs from behind. I bit my lips and closed my eyes as he stroked me, teasing my clit to life. His finger slipped inside me and I felt my pussy clench in anticipation. I tried to stand still but it was hard.
“I love how you respond to my touch. It just makes me want to touch you even more.”
“Mmmmm.” I sighed as he pulled his hand away and ground his stiff cock against my slit.
“You like that baby?”
“Mhmm.”
“What do you want me to do with it?”
I laughed softly. “You know what I want.”
“Tell me.”
I had a sudden thought, and before he could react I turned and dropped to my knees. A second later my tongue snaked out to taste him.
“Fuck! Rasheeda!”
I looked up at him and smiled as I licked along the length of his cock, slowly jacking him off as I did so. I closed my eyes and gave myself over to the task of pleasing him with my mouth. It was not an area in which I had had much exposure, but it seemed so right with Sheldon.
I licked along the slit at the fat head, pleased to feel his legs tremble. I shifted so that my back was to the tile and he could press his hands against the wall. It gave me a better angle from which to allow him to thrust slowly into my mouth. I fondled his full sac as he picked up a rhythm, feeling him grow stiffer with each thrust. Suddenly, he pulled me to my feet.
“I need more.”
He hoisted me into his arms and wrapped my legs around his waist. His mouth devoured mine as he positioned me against the wall. I cried out as he thrust into my body.
“Ohhhh, baby!”
He laughed hoarsely. “You like that?”
“Yes!”
“This shower is dangerous.”
He suddenly withdrew and placed me on my feet. He turned off the water before lifting me into his arms again. I wrapped my legs around him as he walked to the bedroom. But instead of sinking to the bed, he leaned me against the wall.
“Now where were we?” he murmured into my hair as he thrust into my body once more. “Ah. Yes. Right there. Or was it there?”
He punctuated each sentence with a powerful thrust, and I cried out in response.
“More. More! Harder! I want you deeper!”
“So, demanding. But I like to give the lady what she wants.”
He loosened one of my legs and draped my knee over his elbow. When he raised his arm I felt my pussy open up like never before and he slid even deeper. He thrust hard and I threw my head back and bit my lips.
