Texas Hellion (10 page)

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That was yesterday, now today she’s back to her shit again.

I had some work to do out in the stables today. I had a lot of shit to take care of actually but I might as well start there. In the past few weeks since I’d taken her to my bed, we’ve hardly been apart. She’s been over everyday, and when she didn’t get here soon enough I’d go get her. It was like reliving my teen years or some shit, and the fact that we were still sneaking around just made it all the more entertaining.

It’s almost time to go public, in fact I’ve been ready to take that bull by the horn since the morning after the party, but I’ve created a monster. I think the idea of sneaking around to fuck makes her juices flow; she can’t seem to get enough. If her parents suspect anything I haven’t heard about it, they’re just happy that she’s no longer moping around the house.

As soon as I have a talk with her father I plan to put the ring that was in a box upstairs on her hand and move her into my bed permanently. “Come down from there before you get a damn beating. Hardheaded fuck.” I can’t imagine having kids; between her and them I’d never find any peace. She jumped down from the beam almost giving me a heart attack.

“Don’t you have to go to that appointment that you missed yesterday?” I gave her a stern look to let her know I hadn’t forgotten her little melt down the day before. “Yeah I guess, but I don’t wanna go.” I love when she gets like this, needy and clingy. She wrapped her arms around me and I kissed her head as my arms went around her back and ass.

“The sooner you go, the faster you’ll get back, plus I don’t want you over there after dark and that shit’s gonna take a minute you said.” I patted her ass and moved her away from me so she could get going. “I’ll see you later, give me a kiss.” I kissed her long and hard before watching her cute little ass sashay out of the stables. I missed her already, I’m gonna have to have a talk with her father soon. This letting her go every night was getting harder and harder.

GRANT

“What did you forget now?” I came out of the stables at the sound of the engine, expecting to find my forgetful baby. That was one of her cute little quirks, forgetting shit.

What the hell was she doing here? It’s been weeks since I’d seen her and I thought for sure we’d said all there was to say to each other. “What are you doing here Marcy?” The last time we spoke she hadn’t been very happy with me and the way things ended.

“Now is that any way to greet an old friend?” I didn’t much like the look that came into her eyes or the way she advanced towards me. “You’re gonna have to catch me another time Marcy, I have a full day on my hands here.” I turned and headed back into the dark cavern of the stables.”

I sighed loud and hard when I heard the click clack of her heels behind me, what now? At least she hadn’t shown up when the other one was here, that’s all the fucking headache I need. “What can I do for you Marcy?”

“We need to talk.” There was no longer any pretense of friendliness on her part, her face had gone cold and hard. “I’m listening.” I almost knew verbatim what she was gonna say next, but for some reason I was ready for her. Unbeknownst to her I had picked Camille’s mind about their history together. I’d done it in such a way that she had no idea what it was that I was doing. Just a few well-placed questions and she opened up about everything that I’d begun to suspect.

“I’m pregnant.”

“Congratulations.” I kept on doing what I was doing and not even by so much as a flicker did I let her know what I was thinking. Inside I was a mass of fury, but from what I’d learned about her during our relationship and the few nuggets Camille had let fall, I knew that this one was more canny than most.

“That’s it, that’s all you have to say?”

“Uh yeah, seeing as how it doesn’t have shit to do with me. Oh were you gearing up to claim that I’m the father, because we can clear that shit up right now. You see, when I first moved here I got kicked in the nuts by a horse, damaged the family jewels but good. Add the fact that I never touched you without rubber and the spermicide you used, the one that I made sure you did every time, I don’t see how that can be possible. I suggest you pull out your little black book and start dialing some numbers.”

She looked out of place and lost for a minute there while she tried to regroup. She opened her mouth to say some shit else to me but I cut her off. “I don’t think we have anything else to say to each other since you pretty much just admitted that you were riding some other dick while you were on mine. Bye.”

She looked like a defeated rat as she slinked away and headed for the exit. I went back to what I was doing, breathing a sigh of relief that I’d dodged that bullet. I’d made up the story about getting kicked in the nuts, I saw that shit on TV once, but I was sure she wasn’t having my kid. Yes condoms fail and shit, but I’ve been extra careful with my shit since I had a scare in high school.

I heard someone behind me and wasn’t expecting her, wasn’t sure who I was expecting. I certainly didn’t expect her to throw herself at me and clamp her lips onto mine. I soon knew what she was up to when I heard the sharp inhalation of air behind me. Fuck me, seriously?

I pushed Marcy away and turned to her knowing what I was going to see, but still gutted by the look on her face. It didn’t escape me that she’d just suffered something very similar, and I didn’t know how the fuck I was going to get out of this one, since it looked really fucking bad. “Baby…”

She held up her hands and backed away from me, cutting my heart in two. Did she have to look so pitiful? There were tears in her eyes and a look of such hurt on her face, that I knew without a doubt that she’d misunderstood the situation. “Fuck. Camille, come back here.” She fucking ran from me.

“Hey where’re you going?” Marcy tried to make a grab for me but I evaded her touch. “I want you gone from here when I get back.” I headed out the door at a run and was just in time to block her from getting into her car. It was only the blinding tears that had slowed her down enough for me to catch up.

“Please baby don’t, nothing happened, it’s not what you think.” How can I convince her that what she’d just walked in on was not my doing? She’d been through so much shit already I was afraid this might be the last straw, fucking Marcy. Her little face was pitiful and tear stained as I held it up to the sunlight.

“Just let me go Grant.” Her voice was broken, that’s the only word for it, and I wished I could break Marcy’s neck for doing this to her. I knew all about her sick obsession with Camille, that’s not what Camille had called it, but reading between the lines it was easy to see that the other woman had a serious hatred for her.

The only thing I wasn’t sure of was if that hatred stemmed from the fact that Camille had the bigger trust fund, or that she was more beautiful. Whatever the case, the shit had been going on for about as long as I’d been in town, and I couldn’t help but wonder if that was the reason she’d come after me. Camille had let it slip that she’d had a crush on me since high school. I was inclined to believe it was more than that, but I wondered if the one-time friends had ever discussed it.

“I can’t baby, not like this. Nothing happened here, I didn’t even know she was coming over. She hasn’t been by in weeks, things between us have been over for a while.” I noticed Marcy standing in the stable doors looking smug and wanted to wring her neck. “Why are you still here? Leave before I call the sheriff to remove you. And if you ever come here again I will take out a restraining order against you. Trust me, that’s the least of what I will do to you if you pull this shit again.”

She smiled slyly like she knew she’d won, and the mere fact that hellcat didn’t even make a grab for her told me that she was hurt to her core; fuck. I hated that defeated look on her face, but when I reached for her she pulled away. Fuck that. “Hey, don’t be stupid, do you really think that I’d do that shit to you after all that you’ve been through?  Do you think I’m such a fucking asshole that I’d take you to my bed just to fuck you over like this?”

“Please Grant I can’t not now, just let me go to my meeting I’m already late.” I studied her face, everything in telling me not to let this shit end like this. I couldn’t read her, not the way I always could. We needed to discuss this, get to the bottom of what had gone on here today, but she was right, she needed to keep her appointment since she’d already missed it yesterday.

“Tell me you believe me.” I ran my thumb over her cheek; so soft, so precious, and I keep fucking up with her. Her nod eased the knot in my chest just barely and when she didn’t resist my kiss it went a long way to making me feel more on steady ground.

***

“Grant my boy what’re you doing here?”

“I’m here for Camille.” I wasn’t expecting the smirk he gave me, I’d been prepared for a fight at least. After all I had a reputation with women, which he knew better than most. I was sure me showing up on his doorstep on the hunt for his little girl would get his hackles up.

I should’ve known better than to trust that change in her yesterday. when the time for her to be back had come and gone I’d thought I was giving her breathing space to get over her mad, but when she didn’t sneak into my bed this morning for one of her surprise blow jobs and her morning dose of vitamin E, I knew some shit was up.

“Well now, what’s this about if you don’t mind my asking?” He rocked back and forth on his heels with his hands shoved into his pockets. If I didn’t know better I would swear he’d been waiting for me, but that didn’t make any sense. Then again we’ve always been friends, maybe he didn’t think anything of it. If only he knew.

“If you don’t mind I’d like to talk to her first.”

“Well now that’s going to be hard to do seeing as she’s not here.” I think my heart left its place and ended up somewhere in my gut.

“What do you mean not here?” I caught myself just before I grabbed him up by his shirt.”

“Just what I said. She lit out of here like a bat outta hell yesterday afternoon, said she was going down to her friend Ann-Marie’s house for a spell.”

“Where does this Ann-Marie live?” I was already heading back the way I came. I was going after her little ass and drag her back kicking and screaming if I had to.

“Well, now, she’s all the way over in Bimini for the summer.” He sounded like he was fighting a laugh.

“How the fuck…? Why did you let her go to Bimini?”

“I wasn’t aware there was any reason why she shouldn’t leave, what with the broken engagement and all, I thought it was good for her to get away. Where are you going?” Now I know he was laughing at me. Just what the hell did he find so damn funny? And why wasn’t he questioning my sudden interest in his daughter’s whereabouts?

“Where the hell do you think?” This whole damn family was a pain in the ass. It took me a while to register a flight plan at short notice and find a place to stay at least for one night, but I got it done and was on my way in an hour. I didn’t even stop to pack a bag, the thought of her spending one more second than was necessary feeling what I was sure she was feeling left a hole in my gut.

How could I have fucked up so badly? ‘I’m going to be more careful with you from now on I promise.’ I said the words out loud to myself as I sat alone in the cabin of the gulfstream. I was too afraid of how much I might’ve hurt her to think of anything else as the plane flew through the sky getting me closer to her.

I’d had the sense to call her father back from the airport to get the address of this Ann-Marie’s beach house. I wasn’t planning on fucking around once I landed and as soon as the plane touched down and I was cleared I went to the car rental place and was on my way. I didn’t call ahead or any of that, just showed up at the house where I was met by a blonder version of hellcat.

By that I mean she was a young socialite type, but no one was like my girl. “I’m here for Camille.”

“You must be Grant, you fucked up I hope you know that.” I wasn’t even about to have this conversation with her. I guess the lift of my brow and the stern set of my face tapped her into that fact.

“She’s down on the beach, just don’t screw up this time.” I relented enough to be civil since she didn’t seem to have any interest in standing in my way. “How is she?”

“She’s better than when she showed up yesterday. I know that Marcy person so I was able to convince her from what she told me that maybe you were telling the truth, but you know Cami.”

“Thank you.”

“No problem, the beach is private by the way and I’m about to head to lunch with my new guy so you two pretty much have the place to yourselves.” She gave me a cocky grin before turning back inside. Huh.

I found her easily enough asleep in a cabana that had her completely hidden from sight. I stood over her for a minute just taking her in and breathing a sigh of relief that she was safe. I disrobed quietly before making my way to the soft cushions where she was fast asleep.

When I climbed on and pulled on the strings of her bikini she came awake with a start. “Shh, it’s me.”

“Grant?”

“Yeah baby, I’m sorry.” I didn’t give her a chance to deny me, just slipped into her heat and held still until her body grew accustom to having me there.

When I felt that first burst of liquid heat around my cock I took that as my cue to start moving. Her body gave beneath mine and her nails dug into my back. It felt good to be back inside her again, to be holding her this close. The past twenty-four hours had been hell without her, knowing that I had hurt her had torn me apart, but now that I had her back in my arms everything was okay, there wasn’t anything we couldn’t handle.

“You’re okay, you believe me that nothing happened with her?” I looked down into her face to read her eyes. At her nod I pulled out of her body and flipped her over onto her stomach and pulled her up onto her knees. Now that I knew she was safe I could give my anger free reign. I slammed into her and cut off her scream with a hand around her throat.

“Grant stop it’s too much, too deep.” She croaked out the words around the restriction.

“It hurts? You shoulda thought a that before you ran from me, now take this dick like a big girl.” I pulled her hair back roughly as I slammed into her from behind over and over. Her moans and pleas fell on deaf ears, I was too pissed to care about her tears. “Spread your legs wider.” I kicked her legs open with one of mine and ran my hand under her and down her tummy to her clit. I could feel the impression of my dick deep in her stomach, deeper than I’d ever been in her so I knew she had to be feeling a little discomfort.

As much as I wanted to just take a moment and enjoy the feeling of being back inside her again, I couldn’t let up on her, needed to teach her a damn lesson. “You…don’t…run…from…me…” I fucked into her harder and harder with each word. Her little hands grappled with the cushions as she fought to hold on. “Please Grant.”

“Please what?” My fingers tightened in her hair as I rode higher in her pussy, digging deep. “You ready to apologize to me?” I held my dick still inside her and let my hand roam over her from her tits to her clit. She was swollen and hot and pissed the fuck off. I knew just how to get her little ass in line.

I knew what she could take, what she could handle sexually. Her little body wasn’t ready for the dicking I was about to put on her. Taking her from behind with her ass in the air while I dug deep with all eleven inches of my dick was sure to cause her more than a little discomfort. But I was on a mission. “You feel that? That’s the difference between me loving you and punishing you. Every time you fuck up from now on, this is what you’re gonna get.”