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When I looked at them, I was reminded of that scene towards the beginning of the movie Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas. Everyone milling around the casino lobby was a giant reptile dinosaur thing, and nobody could see it but the totally fucked up Johnny Depp character.

I hadn’t seen any of them in a hell of a long time, years probably, but I would have been happy never to see them again. I didn’t even have to talk to them to know they weren’t really at my dad’s funeral to pay their respects. They were there to grovel. They were there to offer fake condolences, and then see what kind of piece of the pie they could get their hands on. Even thinking about it made me want to kick somebody’s ass, which made focusing in on Brent all the more important.

“Hey, man, thank you for coming.”

“Of course, Neil! As I said, I’m very, very sorry. Last time I checked, everything was fine with your dad. This heart attack came as a surprise to everyone, I think. I know I always thought your dad was going to outlive us all, and my guess is that everyone else did, too.”

“I think you may be right about that,” I mumbled, looking around at the people who were family, according to blood. They felt a lot more like enemies.

“Don’t worry about them,” Brent said in a low, mistrustful voice. It made me feel better, just because it seemed to so closely mirror my feelings for the vultures circling my dad’s grave. “I already had nice chats with a couple of them.”

“Oh yeah?” I answered as nonchalantly as I could manage, feeling a wave of hatred run through me so strong it made me shiver. “Want to tell me a little bit about that?”

“Let’s just say there were a few people with a little more interest in your dad’s financial situation than they had any right to have. They had some questions for you, and I decided to step in and answer them instead. I hope that’s all right. Please tell me if I overstepped.”

“Jesus, no. Thank you, Brent. I’m going to wind up in jail if they try to milk me for money now. Do you know how long it’s been since any of them have seen my dad? I don’t think they’ve even spoken with him, for Christ’s sake.”

“No,” Brent said slowly, the tendons in his neck popping out a little as he spoke and simultaneously surveyed the little clumps of my family members standing around and eyeing us. “Unfortunately, that’s not true. I happen to know that first hand.”

“Tell me.”

My jaw clenched before he even started talking. By the time he was done, I was ready to set the whole worthless group of my dad’s remaining family on fire and take whatever consequences might come to me.

There was no doubt in my mind that if we were still living in the kind of society where justice was primal and in our own hands, I would be able to do whatever the hell I wanted to those assholes without having anything happen to me at all. Brent had several examples to give me of my dad’s charming family, but they all amounted to the same exact thing.

Over the years they had made as many attempts as they could get away with to take as much from my dad as they could get. Sometimes, Brent had been able to talk him out of it, and sometimes, he hadn’t been, but the requests had been there consistently. Those requests were the only times dad’s family had ever bothered to keep in touch with him, which solidified their spot as complete assholes in my book.

It did one other thing for me as well, something I had been kind of uneasy about in my own mind before coming to Texas to lay my father to rest. There was no question that I was going to have to go back to Alaska, at least for a little while, and that was a truth I was just going to have to find a way to live with. When it came to my dad’s company, though, my mind was well on the way to being made up. It would be my company, because that was what my dad wanted, and I knew it. But Brent would be the one to run it, and that was a good thing to have figured out.

It meant I could get the hell out of Ashville sooner, rather than later, and there was nothing I could think of that I would want more. The only thing that came close to competing was getting out of Texas and never coming back. That was something I was going to achieve the moment I left the ranch and drove my shitty rental car to the nearest airport. I was going to get on a plane, do my duties in Ashville, and then I was never going to fucking look back.

Chapter 5: Fay

Neil grabbed my face and pulled me to his mouth. His kiss was full of passion and lust. He paused, pulled back and looked down at me. “Are you sure you’re ready for this?” Neil asked me.

I nodded my head. “Yes.” I said.

Neil grabbed my head again. His soft lips felt so much better than I had remembered. His tongue circled mine. I found my body began to respond in ways I hadn’t realized would happen. My panties felt wet and my nipples were hard. They brushed gently on the fabric of the white t-shirt I was wearing.

Neil slid a hand under my shirt. Guiding it up my stomach and to my breast. He grabbed it and I could feel his fingers finding my nipples. He squeezed and twisted it just a bit. I was surprised that it felt so good when he did that. He continued to kiss me, tasting me. He slid his hand back down my stomach and down to the button and zipper of my pants and undid them both. He slid his hand down farther, into my panties and then I felt his fingers on my clit. He began to move them up and down slowly and then around in circles.

“Mmm, Neil.” I moaned against his mouth. He pulled apart and helped me remove my jeans and shirt.

“You are absolutely perfect.” He said, observing me. Looking over my entire body. His eyes on me made me feel hot and bothered. “Lay on the bed.”

I walked the few steps over to my bed and got on. I laid down in the middle and looked at him. I wasn’t sure what to expect, as I had never done this before. I watched him remove his pants, his dick was huge. Bigger than I had imagined.

I watched him climb on the bed between my legs. He grabbed my panties and slid them down my legs.

“You don’t need these.” He said and flung them across my room. He looked at me as he reached down and with his thumb, proceeded to rub my clit hard and fast.

“Oh my God.” I said. The pleasure was intense and my body was involuntarily jerking as he continued to rub around my clit. He slowed his movements and took his hand away, leaving me wanting more.

“I want to taste you.” He said and I watched as he laid down in between my legs and pressed his mouth to me. He began to lick my clit. The feeling was absolutely sensational.

“That feels so good.” I said. He increased the speed at which he was licking me now. He moved his head as he moved his tongue, pressing so there was some force behind it. He stopped and looked at me. “You taste so good, but now I just want to feel you. Are you sure, this is okay?”

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