I almost caved, too.
Instead, I turned over onto my other side. I sandwiched my aching face between two pillows and forced my eyes to close. I drew in deep breaths, helping to push away memories of her. My mind fell blank. As my medication finally took hold, I felt myself actually drifting off to sleep. I welcomed it with open arms. I welcomed the pain medication as it continued to dull the ache in my bones. And as I hovered between sleepiness and being awake, I felt myself sigh.
I need to get out of this fucking town.
My mind gave way to thoughts of my future. Darkness swallowed me whole and dragged me under. I saw the list I’d made rushing behind my eyes. Reminding me of all the choices I had at my disposal, despite my insistence that I didn’t. Community colleges and jobs that paid for schooling and only required a high school diploma. Entire lives I’d plotted out that were attainable for me the second I could get away from my father.
So many pieces soared around in my head.
For instance, would my father still be legally obligated to hand over my trust fund? I knew he had one set up for me. But could he take that away? It was technically mine. The second I turned eighteen, I gained control of it. I mean, he still lorded over it. Watched my every move with it. But I still technically had access to it. Could I shift that money into another account without his consent? Could I withdraw it and stash it somewhere so he couldn't take it back if he wanted?
The last thing before I got swept under by sleep was making a mental note. I needed to look into banking laws and call a few people so they could answer some questions.
Then, she appeared again.
“Clint?”
I turned around. “Rae?”
“Hey, Clint!”
I furrowed my brow. “What are you doing here?”
She paused. “What do you mean, what am I doing here? You called me.”
“No, I didn’t.”
“Are you sure? Because I’m pretty sure you butt-dialed me while you were moaning my name.”
A grin spread across her face and I looked down. And as the world tilted over on itself, I found my legs naked. Spread. With my cock resting in my hand. Rae’s face darkened and she licked her lips, causing electricity to shoot through my body.
“I uh, I don’t know where—”
Rae giggled. “Looks like you could use some help.”
I panted. “Are you—willing to help?”
She quirked an eyebrow. “I can’t believe you even have to ask that question.”
In a flash, she was on top of me. Dressed in an outfit completely different from before. Her beautiful skin, softly sunkissed with summer’s grace, was draped in red
lingerie. A bra with her tits spilling out. A thong that emphasized her curves. A lacy robe slipped down her arms as she straddled me, gazing into my eyes. My cock pulsed in my hand. I felt it leaking as it begged to be within her. And as her hands fell against my chest, I licked my lips.
“How’s this for help?”
Her lips fell to mine and I wrapped my arms around her. Both of them. Leaving my cock to do as it wished. Her warmth drew me in. Her taste reminded me of the drug she’d become. I rolled her over, grunting as I pinned her beneath me.
Then I ripped that thong clear off her body.
“Clint!”
“You’re mine, Rae.”
She gasped as my lips fell to her neck.
I raked my teeth along her skin, pinning her wrists above her head as I kissed down her chest, feeling her excess fill the divots of my body. I brought her hands to my hair and had her fist the locks I’d grown out just so she could cling to me. And as I kissed my way down her body, I sucked against her skin, leaving marks that made me grin as she jumped and darted around.
“Clint. Oh, that tickl—! Oh, you—Clint, fuck.”