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  “Is your pussy sore?”

  “Uh huh, a little don’t stop, don’t stop.” She reached back and covered my hand on her hip as if to keep me in place as I pounded into her like a man possessed. I wanted to get even deeper into her so I lifted one of her legs on the low seat in the shower so I could pile drive into her. The slapping of our bodies as they came together was loud in the cavernous bathroom. I wanted her tit in my mouth in the worse way so I put my head under her arm and had her twist a little so I could reach. As soon as my mouth closed around her hard nipple she washed my cock in her juices, clamping down on me and sucking the juice out of my balls. I was blowing like a blowfish as I rested my head on her back hoping that that was it for the night. If my cock knew what was good for him he’d stay the fuck down before he had no skin left, fucking idiot.

  We washed up and literally fell into bed dead to the world as soon as our heads hit the pillow.

  Chapter 5

  When I awakened in the morning and reached for her she wasn’t there, I felt the loss like a physical blow but tamped it down. Dragging my sagging ass out the bed I went in search of my little lover my morning wood leading the way. She was nowhere to be found, I walked out the backdoor and around to the pool but she wasn’t there either, I had no idea where she could be and repeated shouts for her name produced no answer.

  I had a thought and went back into the house to get dressed, in jeans and a tee with loafers on which is what I usually wore to the garage unless I was wearing a muscle shirt I headed down the hill in my truck. Pulling into the parking lot of the diner I saw the place was doing a brisk morning business. I’d never been there this early not being a breakfast man myself but Cherry had switched shifts with someone else soon after we started seeing each other so she could be free for me at night. Apparently the other girl needed days off so she could be with her kids and her husband stayed with them at night whatever.

  I walked through the doors and heads turned but I wasn’t interested, I knew according to how this thing played out my shit would be all over the grapevine my midday but I could give a fuck.

  She was behind the counter as usual and seeing her there made me in turns angry as fuck and proud, the anger I’ll have to examine later, the pride was there because although her man had moved her into the big house on the hill she hadn’t planned on sitting around waiting for him to take care of her. Little fool I was still going to beat her ass for being stupid.

  “Cherry what the fuck?”

  I stopped in front of her as she was coming around with the coffee pot to go refill some yahoo’s cup at a table in the corner. q

  “Drake what’s wrong?” The beauty of it was she really didn’t know.

  I heard the jingle of the bell over the door and looked up to see none other than Dana and her mom and dad walk in. She saw me and got this look on her face, I think she must be fuck stupid because she looked at me like she actually thought there could be something left there. What the fuck?

  When her eyes landed on babygirl and the way we were standing I saw the venom in her eyes but not giving a fuck about her either I turned back to my woman.

  “Put the coffee pot down.”

  “What…but…?” I took the shit out her hand and put it on the counter, by this point every nosy fuck in the place was in my business.

  “Where’s your bag?”

  “Did I do something wrong?”

  I called to the old woman behind the counter, the only one who I’d noticed was even remotely decent to Cherry and told her to pass me her bag.

  “Tell your boss he needs a new server she quit.” The old lady smiled at me, see she understood.

  I dragged her out of there asking me a million questions.

  “Drake I don’t understand.” She was trying to keep up with my long strides; I didn’t say a word just took her to the truck and buckled her in.

  Silently I drove to the bottom of the hill and stopped.

  “Look up there babygirl.” She turned her eyes up to the house.

  “You live there now, do you really think you’re supposed to be living in that and working at the diner?”

  “But how am I supposed to make money for school and stuff?” And that’s when it hit me, I’m a real asshole; here I had fucked this girl taken her virginity no less, moved her out of her house and into mine and not once had I said anything to her about her security. Fuck Dana had warped me after all.

  “Cherry who’s your man?”

  “Uh…you?”

  “You asking me or you telling me?”

  “Are you or are you not my woman?”

  “Yes.” Again with the soft yes.

  “Do you or do you not belong to me?”

  “Yes.” That was a little better.

  “So why the fuck would you think that I wouldn’t take care of you?”

  “But you never said…”

  “I shouldn’t have to, you should take it as a given.” I was losing my fucking mind, wasn’t I just beating up on myself for not telling the poor girl that I would take care of her, how the fuck was she supposed to know Drake? Didn’t stop me though.

  I hated that she would’ve just accepted me using her body and never giving her anything in return, that she was so selfless that she was willing to accept that, but most of all I hated that I hadn’t met Cherry Staples before I’d ever known Dana Reese, then again at the time of my marriage she was only thirteen or so so that wouldn’t have worked. Whatever.

  “Okay since you need me to spell shit out for you, Drake Kinkaid’s woman does not work in the diner pandering to assholes who don’t deserve to walk in her shadow. We clear?”

  She nodded her head but I could see she was still a little lost.

  “How did you get there?”

  “Walked.”

  I looked at her like she’d lost her damn mind I have a garage full of luxury cars and my woman walked at least a half an hour down the damn hill.

  “Babe I need you to play catch up here, now I understand that you’ve never had a man in your life before but you cannot be this fucking green. Stop letting people take advantage of you, no woman should be with a man who’s just going to use her for sex and give nothing back in return; I took you out of your mother’s house which means you’re now my responsibility.”

  “What’s wrong with the diner? It was the only place that would hire me out of high school and I needed the money to save for school. ” She pouted all cute at me.

  “You’d be there till you were sixty dealing with those fucks, don’t think I don’t know they use to stiff you, now as to what’s wrong with the diner, look up at that monster on the hill. You see it? You don’t live there and work for less than minimum wage it’s just all kinds of fucked up babygirl.” I could only shake my head, how could two people be so entirely different? Dana would’ve been in my bank account already.

  “Well what am I supposed to do now?”

  “Watch soap operas get a hobby the fuck should I know what women do with their time?”

  “I don’t like TV and you curse too much Drake.”

  “Uh huh get used to it, so don’t watch TV why don’t you see about school then or is it too late to get in? Never mind I’ll have dad talk to the Dean I think they’re old pals from way back. For today you can come to work with me since you already made me late with your shit.” I put the car in gear and headed in the opposite direction to my garage.

  My crew was already deep in the guts of a race car we were rebuilding hopefully for my next circuit, most drivers weren’t too much into this part of the operation but like I said I liked anything to do with cars so I liked being in from the ground. I had a team of professionals that worked with me to my specifications, there had been a lot of grumbling in the beginning when I stated that this was the way I wanted to do things but I didn’t get a PHD in engineering so I could sit on the sidelines and let someone else tell me how to run my shit. The others were there as back up and because the sponsors required it. My c
rew chief knows who’s really in charge that’s why he’s my crew chief not that he doesn’t have plenty to do but I have the last say always. Racing is a business I handle my business just like any other businessman worth his salt. I’m team owner too, which a lot of my fellow drivers have a problem with but fuck them, my money my rules. The sponsors had stopped worrying about shit a long time ago when they realized I’m more than just a racecar driver. I know cars inside and out I like knowing when I get inside one that I know what the hell to look for, if they’re any problems I know where the issue is and how to fix it. That’s also how I became as rich as I have at my age, I added my dad’s business acumen with my love for racing and started my own little empire. I can also charm the pants off of any reporter who gets in my face even if I’ve just had the worst race of my life it’s all in the game.

  Cherry Ann did her country cousin comes to town thing again looking around as though she was afraid to break something before I took her to my private bathroom to change out of her uniform.

  “I’ll be right outside when you’re done feel free to look around but stay your little ass off the track, if you get bored there’s a computer over there knock yourself out.” Shit I have to remember to get her one of those tablet things to carry around with her. The jeans and tank top she changed into were soft and worn, not too bad but it was something we were going to have to take care of. I hate shopping but shit I knew if I sent her on her own she’d buy the cheapest shit she could find because that’s just how my babygirl is wired.

  I didn’t see her again until lunchtime because let’s face it once I get my hands on an engine the rest of the world ceases to exist, I also realized that I’d fucked up again because I’d forgotten to tell her where the mini fridge was with cold drinks and snacks. She was sitting in my chair looking, not scared but…something.

  “What’s wrong with you?”

  “I think Don might’ve said something to her.” Clancy my crew chief had walked in behind me.

  “Don, Don who the fuck is Don?”

  “That new kid that wants to race.”

  I still wasn’t sure who he was talking about but whatever.

  I looked back at her and I did not like what I saw, she looked miserable as fuck.

  “You think Don said something to her or you know?”

  “Look I don’t really want to get in the middle of…”

  “You want to keep your job? Now what the fuck did he say?”

  Clancy took a deep breath and ran his hand through his hair before answering me, he had a flush on his face so I knew whatever was coming was going to be bad.

  “He said something along the lines of when the boss was tired of her she should give him a try…Drake…” he pulled me back by my arm and stood between me and the door.

  “He’s a stupid kid Drake don’t get yourself in trouble over this.”

  “Bring him.” I was so fucking pissed I couldn’t feel my limbs, I was numb from the neck down, this I know is not a good thing because when the numbness wears off in a few seconds the fury sets in and it’s not a pretty sight.

  Clancy came back with a scrawny kid who looked like he was full of himself, he wasn’t looking too sure now though as the older man tried to stand between us. I reached around Clancy and grabbed the little prick by his neck lifting him off the floor.

  “Get the fuck off my property if you even look at her again I’ll stake you out on the track and run you over with my car, now get the fuck out of here.” I flung him off and watched him scurry away with Clancy following him out.

  “And you.” I turned to point a finger in her direction. “The next time some mother fucker says some shit to you and you don’t tell me you’re gonna get it.”

  “I don’t want to make trouble.”

  “Tough, now let’s go to lunch.” I picked her up from her chair and kissed her letting her know that I was mad at her but not really. What the fuck? She’s making me daft.

  Of course I couldn’t just kiss her and leave it at that so with her legs wrapped around my middle I walked over to the door and locked it.

  “You’re going to miss lunch.” I had her spread out across my desk with my face buried between her legs in two minutes flat. Her hands, well one of them anyway was in my hair pulling while the other was stuffed in her mouth to hold back her screams and moans as I drove my tongue as deep into her as it could go. I love the taste of her pussy it has its own unique flavor, all Cherry. Wetting two fingers in her juices I slipped them slowly into her ass making her buck against my mouth and cum. By now my cock was out of its harness was looking for his new home but I wasn’t done eating yet, it was lunchtime after all. I sucked her sweet pussy until she begged me to ease off because she was getting too sensitive from cumming so much. I turned my attention to her sweet little rosebud and licked her there. She clenched around the fingers I had buried inside her ass as I sawed them in and out of her. Getting to my feet I walked around the desk until my cock was bobbing up and down in her face before she opened her mouth and took me in. With one hand holding my shaft she sucked my cock as she jerked the rest that she couldn’t quite fit, I reached down and stuffed three fingers into her sopping pussy as she tried to suck the cum from my balls.

  “Let go greedy.” I pulled out of her mouth and went back between her legs where I lined up my cock with her pussy and slammed into her hard lifting her ass off the desk. Throwing her legs over my shoulders I sucked on her tits as I fucked her with deep strokes, all ten and a half inches finding a place in her belly. Her womb was my favorite playing ground, I never fucked her these days unless I entered her womb pass the rubbery feel of her cervix, it was a whole other feeling being in there. I knew it pained her a little each time I did it but she liked the pleasure pain and always came hard as fuck when I fucked her womb.

  I heard the guys coming back from lunch as I was still buried balls deep inside her; damn I’d been fucking for almost an hour.

  “How’s your pussy babygirl?”

  She was playing with her tits pulling on her nipples hard as her hips fucked back at me, I had no doubt that the desk was hard an uncomfortable beneath her but the pleasure in her pussy obviously overrode it. However I couldn’t hurt my girl so I pulled her off the desk still impaled on my cock and fucked her standing in the middle of the room. Her lightness made it easy to lift and drop her down on my cock and if the cooing noises she started to make were anything to go by she really liked this new position. Her pussy massaged my cock until I felt the burning of my seed as it rose up in my cock and not wanting to blast alone I inserted my finger back into her ass again.

  “Cum with me.” She went off like a rocket dragging me along with her.

  “That’s it cum on my cock, ooh yeah.” I bit her neck hard leaving a mark as I emptied inside her.

  “You better go clean up alone if I join you I won’t get shit done today.” She grinned at me and wobbled to the shower that was off my office.

  Chapter 6

  Our days and nights settled into a routine, when she wasn’t following me to the track she stayed home and did who knows what; she’d decided to wait for the next semester to sign up so she had a little time before we had to take care of that. I’d taken her to my guy the third day she was here to have her tatted with my name in some kind of fancy lettering that she picked out, I had to hold her hand the whole time because she’s scared stiff of needles but all in all it turned out well. I’m not going to talk about the pride I felt seeing my stamp of ownership marked into her skin or how every time I fucked her doggie style now I was harder than I’ve ever been seeing that shit. It is what it is. Lately she’s been moving around the house more like she lived here than like an unwanted guest, the cleaning service was even now in the habit of dealing with her instead of me thank fuck. She did the food shopping and I still hadn’t taken her shopping for new clothes, which I decided to take care of this weekend. Her new little BMW that I got her as a surprise was cute as hell even though she gave me shit fo
r buying it; I just ignored her ass and did my thing. It was getting easier having her in my life, she was so unassuming that I actually found myself going above and beyond to draw her out. I had no doubt tomorrow would be like pulling teeth but I was resigned to it.

  “Drake I really don’t need new things.”

  “Cherrybabe we’ve been over this shit a hundred times kill it.”

  “But I’m perfectly fine with what I have, you’ve already got me that new car and a new home that doesn’t leak when it rains and there’re no broken windows and stuff, I don’t think I need anything else. Besides you give me an allowance shouldn’t I be using that to go shopping?”

  “No, that’s for you to do girly shit with, like going out with your girls and shit, or picking up little odds and ends that you like, shit I don’t know. I do know it’s my responsibility to clothe, shelter and feed you so let it go already because I’m still going to do what I want in the end so you might as well give it up. Now come here let me get some sleep, your pussy wore me out.”

  “She did not.” She punched my shoulder playfully before laying her head on my chest getting settled in for sleep. Every night it was the same routine, she’d trace my tats until she fell asleep at my side but somehow I always woke up in the morning to find her on my chest curled up like a little kitten.

  After boning her twice in the morning it was time to hit the road, she wanted to head to the next town over but I nixed that shit, I knew what she was up to. She didn’t want anyone seeing us together, she had some stupid ass idea that she was sullying my reputation or some shit and no matter how much I told her different it didn’t make a lick of difference to her stubborn ass.