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“So what’s the problem between you and them?” I ask, it’s nice to have a distraction from all the other unanswered questions in my head.
“Prez’s been requesting permission to use their land as a safe passage for years. For emergencies and shit. We could cut out about ten miles of main roads and be clear much quicker if they just let us pass through their land. And when you’re trying to shift things in a hurry, ten miles makes a hella difference,” he explains.
“You just wanna pass through?” I check, wondering what the big deal is.
“Yep, but the chief don't like our kind, so it’s a no-deal.” Brax seems so different here, more relaxed and open, and I wonder if now would be a good time to try and get more information from him.
“We should get back, it’s getting dark.” Brax tugs at my hand before he drops it from his, then starts marching back in the direction of the cabin.
When we get back inside, I follow him straight up the stairs.
“This can be your room,” he says sternly, opening the door to what, judging from the size of it, is the master bedroom. The huge double bed looks so comfortable, I want to run and sink into it.
“Is this your room?”
“Yes.” Brax doesn't look at me when he answers and I can sense the tension in his body. I don’t know what’s made him turn so cold on me all of a sudden.
“I’ll be right across the hall.” He moves fast, turning his back on me and walking out the room.
“Brax.” He pauses abruptly when I say his name, and his head moves slowly to look at me over his shoulder.
“Earlier, in the car, you left me with the keys, now you’re letting me sleep alone, no restraints. What happens if I run?” I guess what I want to hear is that he’s beginning to trust me.
“You ain’t got nowhere to run to, darlin’.” His icy tone slices through my body, and the door slamming behind him makes my chest rattle.
I’m doing my best to keep her at arm’s length, and she must get the hint because she’s stayed well out of my way today. Earlier, I tried getting hold of Prez again, still without any luck, and I’m starting to worry about how long I’m gonna have to keep this up for.
Gracie has a way of making me forget who I am when I’m around her, she takes the hate out of me and replaces it with greed.
I head to the bathroom, strip out of my clothes, and get under the water. Since last night, all I’ve been able to focus on is how hot she’d looked when I’d pulled back the shower curtain, and how fucking good it felt to have her body clinging to mine all night.
I've had no release from all the tension she’s put inside me and now, with her settled for the night, it’s time to resolve the problem.
I squeeze some shower gel into my palm before I wrap it around my cock. Then closing my eyes, I pull back the vision of her wet and naked in that motel shower. Sliding my hand slowly up and down my shaft, I remember how her lips were soft against mine, and how her pulse beat fast under my fingers when I kissed her. I’m rock fuckin’ hard and with all the frustration that’s been building inside me over the past few days, I know it ain’t gonna be long before I’m shooting my load.
I imagine it’s her touching me, and grip myself tighter, my forehead resting against the arm that’s propping me against the tiles. I keep a steady rhythm while thinking about her mouth, and wondering how it might feel to be inside it. I could fuck that sassy brat’s throat raw for the shit she’s putting me through.
“Brax, I… holy shit!”
I was too distracted to hear the door open, and when I see her standing in the entrance way with her eyes wide open, I quickly hunch my body over to shield myself.
“Get out.” I grab the closest thing to me and toss it at her, but she doesn’t move. Her eyes remaining fixed on my cock, and having her full attention makes it throb against my fist.
“Brax, are you…?” Her mouth drops open. “Oh my god,” she giggles, the bitch is fucking giggling at me, and don’t it just make me wanna drag her in here by her hair, pin her to the tiles and fuck the amusement right out of her mouth.
“I said get out!” I yell at her again, but she ain’t getting the fucking hint.
“I need to take a shower before bed,” she shrugs. “Guess this makes us even…” Her eyes seductively roll over my body, and she shocks the life out of me when she lifts the shirt she’s wearing over her head, exposing those pert little tits to me all over again.
I don’t know what fucking game she’s playing, but with me wound up so tight it’s gonna get her in trouble.
I tense my jaw as she unbuttons her jeans and shimmy’s them off her hips.
I've been wondering all day if she was wearing underwear underneath them, and now it’s confirmed that she wasn’t, I scrub my hand over my face to try and erase the thoughts from my head.
“You don’t mind, do you?” She smiles at me like the devil’s daughter as she takes a step closer. I have to rein some self fucking discipline in from somewhere when she steps under the shower and places herself in front of me, and I watch her as she lets the water soak through her hair.
My restraint is being tested to its limit with her naked body so close to mine. But I won’t fucking break. Not now that I’m sure this is all part of her plan.
