Page 52 of For Always
He pulled his mouth away from hers to catch his breath and told her to, “Take your clothes off.”
“Okay,” she replied giddily and pushed back off of him.
He lay there watching her. She had a nice enough body. Her tits were big even if her ass was a little on the flat side. Her waist was slim and she was shaved clean. He loved that. When she stood naked trying to pose seductively for him, he felt the first twinges of an erection. He closed his eyes for a moment and recalled watching Tyler and Gabriella earlier today. They’d been in that exercise room for hours before they’d gotten started. And even as angry as watching them had made him feel, he’d been rock hard the entire time. And when they’d come, he had too, all over his pants as he sat in that tree with his binoculars. He’d cursed afterwards, hating that he’d been reduced to dressing up like some poor construction worker and sneaking onto the Westwind property with the crew. But since they’d gotten fancy and added all the new security measures, he’d had to figure out a new way to get close enough to do what he had to do.
Now he was here again, having stolen a security pass from the construction supervisor. It was well after midnight so Tyler and Gabriella were probably sleeping in that big bed together the way they had been doing for the past few weeks. He’d seen the bed. Had even touched it once when he was walking through the house with the crew talking about whatever crap they were going to work on next. But being here tonight was different. It was time. Finally.
“Aren’t you gonna take your clothes off baby?” Hannah asked.
She didn’t wait for his response but pounced on him, shimmying her body down his until she was eye level with his crotch. She unbuttoned his pants and pushed her hand inside.
“Oh?” she said and looked up at him.
He frowned. Grabbing a handful of her hair he yanked her neck back until she squealed.
“Fix it!” he yelled.
Her eyes had widened in fear at first and then she’d licked her lips and sighed, “Sure thing, baby.”
He loosened his grip on her hair and she leaned forward, releasing his flaccid dick before lowering her mouth over it. He closed his eyes and thought back to the scene earlier today. It angered him to see Tyler West pumping into Gabriella. Anger that had boiled within him for what seemed like forever. But with the memory of every thrust of Tyler’s hips, he thrust his own, pumping faster and faster into Hannah’s mouth.
She was good. He would give her that. She took him in deep and made him feel like he could come at any moment. But that’s not what he wanted. Not like this.
After a while longer, he pulled out of her mouth and tossed her face down onto the hay. He grabbed her hips and lifted her ass up into the air and then spread her legs before thrusting deep inside of her. She was noisy. Yelling and moaning as she jerked her body around. He smacked her ass until it was angry red with his palm prints. The sight enraged him and he pumped into her harder and harder. She kept screaming and he kept pumping until he released fast, hard, and deep inside her. When he was finished she collapsed on the hay.
“Oh damn, that was good. I wish I’d known, we could have done this when I saw you weeks ago,” she said.
She kept talking but by then he was tucking his dick back into his pants. He bent over and lifted his pant leg up to pull the knife from the sheath he had strapped there. When he looked down to her again she was about to roll over and he quickly stopped her. Placing his hand at the back of her neck.
“Just lay still,” he whispered into her ear. “You were good, Hannah. You were very good.”
For what he needed her to do for him.
Tyler knocked on her door and waited for her to answer. It would probably take her a minute because it was so early in the morning. The sun hadn’t even come up yet. But he’d waited as long as he possibly could.
“Tyler?” she said with one eye closed as she peeked through the partially opened door.
“Good morning,” he replied. “Can I come in?”
She hesitated and for those few seconds his heart actually stopped. When had this happened? When had knowing that they were okay, that she wasn’t angry or disappointed in him, and that he could simply reach out and touch her, become such a big deal in his life?
“Sure,” she said finally and opened the door.
She wore another pair of very short night shorts and a tank top that barely kept her breasts contained. But Tyler looked past that to see how tired she seemed when she climbed back onto the bed. She sat up and pulled the sheets over her legs.
“If this is about last night,” she began.
Tyler took a chance and sat on the bed beside her. He took her hands in his.
“It is about last night. I want you to know how sorry I am that it happened. If I had known how truly ignorant Hannah was, I would have stopped it sooner,” he told her.
“So she hid being a racist even from you?” she asked.
“Before I came back to Hobbs Creek, I hadn’t seen or heard from Hannah in almost twenty years. After seeing her with Jagger that day I didn’t say another word to her. And for the month and a half that I stayed here after that, I steered clear of her. Before that, she made remarks about people of different races, not just African Americans, but I never thought anything of it.”
“Because you’re white,” she said.
He looked at her pointedly. “No. Because I didn’t share her opinions.”
