by Piper Frost
“He's not listening. Plus he brings girls here. But.” She plops onto the mattress next to me. “If you came to cuddle.” She wraps her arms around my head and pulls me to her chest, laughing as she smashes my face into her cleavage. “Goodnight.”
I could think of worse ways to fall asleep.
While I wait for my next client of the day, I hold up my phone and snap a picture of me and Addict before sending it to Chase.
KAY: You should come for a lesson one day cowboy
CHASE: I know how to ride a horse doll. But I definitely don't look that good on one.
I laugh and roll my eyes.
KAY: I REALLY doubt that. 2 of my favorite things would look AMAZING together!
CHASE: You've seen me on a horse before. Wasn't once enough?
KAY: Is seeing my boobs once enough?
With a giggle, I snap a quick picture of my cleavage and glance around before sending it.
CHASE: I'll be over after work. Can we fuck in the barn?
I send the laughing emoji and giggle at my phone.
KAY: I don't want uncle Garrison killing me!
CHASE: What he don't know won't kill...you. lol
I consider this idea for too long before bursting into a fit of giggles.
Brandt comes up from behind me, scaring me. “The hell're you laughing at?” He tries peering over at my phone. “Better not be makin' fun of me with someone.” After nudging me, he walks toward the feed for the horses.
“Wouldn't dream of it.” I grin and spin in a circle because Chase makes me happier than I've ever been.
KAY: Got to get back to work hot stuff. Text me later?
CHASE: Absolutely doll
When I get home around six, I sit on the couch but my focus stays on my phone while I text back and forth with Chase. Tyler throws a piece of popcorn chicken at me and it slides down my shirt.
“Tyler!” I bellow as barbecue sauce drips down my chest.
“Don't wear low cut shirts,” he says, keeping a straight face.
“You should eat in the kitchen.” Laughing I make my way to the kitchen and clean my chest before I continue to text Chase.
“Who are you texting?” Tyler groans after following me.
“A guy.” I smirk.
“What guy?”
“Chase Haring.”
He shakes his head. “Another loser, fuck boy.”
“He is not. He's really sweet.” Not wanting to hear it, I go into my bedroom and lay on my bed, hitting send on Chase's number.
“Hey,” he answers almost immediately. “How'd your day go?”
“Great! What're you up to?” I ask, biting my fingernail giddily because Chase makes my flutters go insane.
“Getting ready to head into the bar for the night. Same old bullshit.” He huffs. “Hey, you can come up and hang if you want to. Maybe bring me dinner? I'm withering away over here.” He's laying it on thick with the groaning he adds in.
“Yes!” I blurt and jump from my bed. “I cooked! Do you like chicken?”
“Does a horse like apples?”
“Addict certainly does.” I grin. “I'll see you in about an hour? I have to get dressed.”
“You could come without your...” He pauses. “Never mind. Clothing. And cover up the goods. It's a Friday night, there's gonna be people there. I don't wanna have to toss anyone out for lookin' too hard.”
I giggle. “I'll see you soon. Be hungry.”
Avoiding my brother, I quickly pack Chase some food and head out before he notices. Luckily Jo doesn't mind giving me a ride and when she drops me, she starts to laugh.
“What?” I giggle.
“Nothing.” She shrugs. “I'm just happy you and Chase are hitting it off.”
“Me too. Thanks, Jo.” I lean over and hug her before getting out.
I walk into the bar with a lunch box of chicken, vegetables, and the pie that I made but was saving for Uncle Garrison. With a grin I try to get to the bar top but they're packed so I wait my turn. It takes a few before Chase notices me, and when he does, he stops serving everyone else.
“I could get used to this.” He pulls me to him, pressing his lips to mine. Barely pulling back he whispers, “God, I've missed you.”
Unable to stop the smile pulling farther up my cheeks I peck him on his before handing over the bag. “When do you have a break to eat?” I glance around at the crowd.
He laughs. “Doll, I don't get breaks here. I'll eat it in between drunks.” He nods to the bar. “Come on. I'll kick someone off their stool for ya.” He winks at me and takes my free hand, pulling me to the bar.
“Oh, Chase, don't. I'll find an open spot.” I glance around and notice the only spot is in the corner, nowhere near him. “I'll be over there. I don't mind coming up to visit in between drunks.”
“Not a chance in the world, Kaydence.” He walks up to a guy half slumped over the bar. “Pete. Your ride's on their way. Go on out and wait for them.” He nods toward the door and Pete mumbles something, pulling himself off the stool and stumbling his way to the front door.
“Does he need help? Maybe I should help him?” I ask, watching the poor drunk guy barely make it to the door without falling.
There's a strange look on Chase's face when he looks at me, but he lets out a small chuckle and shakes his head. “Nah. I'm gonna text his daughter to come grab him.” He pulls out his phone and shoots a quick text then glances up at me. “You're way too nice for me, you know that?”
I start to smile. “I am not too nice for you. We make a very cute couple, I think.” My eyes fall to his chest that has a peak of my favorite tattoo.
“I'm not fighting that. Just sayin' I've never had such a sexy, sweet girl want to stick around.” He rubs the back of his neck. “It's...nice.” We lock eyes but someone walks up to the bar so he steps over to them for their order.
I watch him work for a while, eager for the time we'll get together, but getting turned on by how hard he works. He's a sweetheart, even if he doesn't see it. I know he is.
The last few people trickle out for the night around quarter to three and I can't stop yawning, but I don't mind. I'm just glad we got to kind of hang out tonight.
“Thanks for coming up tonight. I'm not sure I've ever had such a good home cooked meal.” He flicks off the lights as we walk outside and locks up behind us. “You're coming over, right?”
“Unless you want to drive me home right now?” I lean into him a little as we cross the street.
“Not a chance in hell.” He wraps his arm around me and holds me close, not letting go as he unlocks the front door to the shop. “Ladies first,” he says, motioning up the stairs.
Walking upstairs, when I glance back, his eyes are fixated on my ass and I start to laugh. “I think you had ulterior motives than just being a gentleman.”
His eyes don't leave my ass and he smirks before licking his lips. “I mean, it's the perfect fucking heart shaped ass, Kay. You can't blame a guy,” he mutters then moves to the landing with me and pulls his keys out.
“The jeans help,” I tell him, nuzzling his jaw as he unlocks his door. “I'll show you inside.”
“Mmm, I think you should,” he growls, his arms going around me as he pulls us inside and slams the door behind us. “I smell like beer,” he mutters, his lips on my neck.
“Good thing I like beer,” I groan as he nips my flesh and I pull his shirt off in the middle of his living room.
“So good,” he mumbles, dropping to his knees in front of me after pulling my shirt over my head. His lips press to my navel and his hands grip the top of my jeans. He looks up at me and his fingers find the button, flicking them open before he shoves them down. “I've never thought granny panties could be sexy on a girl. But you're rocking these, doll.” The low rumble of his chuckle sends waves of lust straight through my body.
I giggle and fight to kick my jeans from my feet with his help. When we succeed, I shove my granny panties down. “Which look do I rock more?”
I ask, staring down at him still on his knees in front of me.
“Fuck,” he sighs, then nudges my legs apart and traces his fingers down my core. “This one.” His lips press between my legs and he inhales. “Fucking hell, doll, this one.” He stands abruptly and pulls me to him, his erection pushing against me as he slams his lips to mine.
I moan into his mouth as he walks us backward to the couch and I straddle him. His thumb traces my peaked nipples through my thin bra and he latches his lips to my neck. His arms wrap around me and in one flick he's got my bra unhooked and is sliding the straps down my arms. While he works my nipples to hard pebbles, I stretch down his chest to unbutton his pants.
“Off,” I pant, giving them a tug.
He shifts up and shoves them off, kicking them onto the floor, then he does the same with his boxer-briefs.
His hands roam my ass, gripping hard. His mouth doing things to my nipples I didn't know were possible. I never get off from nipple play. The small nibbles, the flicks of his tongue turn me on and work me into a frenzy of needing the friction between my legs.
“I need you,” I whisper on his lips, panting and gasping when his fingers pinch my nipples hard.
He raises an eyebrow at me and tilts his hips up, teasing me. “Yeah?” he asks, smirking and taking my hair into a fist to expose my neck to him.
His lips connect on the side of my neck, just below my ear, making me moan and grind down against him. He moans and rests his forehead on mine as I slowly sink over him. The muttered curse words coming from him as I start to move make me feel bolder than I have with any other man, so I pick up the pace and his head falls back to the couch for a brief moment.
“Fuuuck,” he groans like me riding him brings the best agony.
His eyes hit mine and the lust swirling in them mixed with the look on his face almost sends me into my first orgasm of the night. His hands roam up my body as I grind on him, one finding my nipple and the other moving straight between my legs. When his thumb hits my clit I gasp, making him smirk.
“Like that, huh?” He grins and does it again, circling slowly around my clit, my stomach flipping from the sensations.
“God, yes,” I whisper, squeezing my eyes closed and pumping against his hand.
He makes tighter circles, adding pressure and I clench his dick with every pivot of my hips. It doesn't take long before I'm whimpering on top of him, ready to explode.
“Come on my dick,” he growls, his thumb picking up speed and his other fingers pinching my nipple tight.
I hiss and arch against him, every nerve ending in my body ready to burst. When my legs start to shake he moans and pulls me down to him, slamming his lips against mine. My orgasm shoots through my entire body and as I ride it out, my fingers dig into his biceps as he thrusts up to me hard and fast. He curses under his breath and bites onto my neck before coming.
My entire body quakes, and sweat beads form on my forehead as we sit here panting. He's gripping me against him like he never wants to let go and I love this.
“Holy shit,” he pants, pressing his lips to my shoulder. “Fuck, Kaydence.” He takes a deep breath and I sit back and smile at him, giggling when he slips out of me.
“Sorry about the mess,” I whisper, unable to stop smiling.
He laughs and pulls me to him, pressing his lips to mine. “Never, ever apologize for that,” he mumbles on my lips. “Come on. I need a shower.”
I thought I've been in love before, but it didn't feel like this. And these feelings have never come on so fast. But I know for sure when it comes to Chase, this is different than anything I've had with anyone else. I'm sure people will think I'm crazy for thinking this so soon, but I'm in love.
Me and Chase have been going at this for a little while, and everyday I wake up, it's a better day. This morning when I get up, my phone's flashing with a text and I hurry to open it because it's seven in the morning. People don't text me that early unless there's an emergency.
CHASE: Mornin beautiful
A grin creeps my face as I fall back onto my pillow with a giggle and kick my feet. Chase Haring is my boyfriend and it makes me so giddy.
KAY: Good morning yourself handsome. Early day?
CHASE: Woke up to piss. Thought about you and knew you're starting your day soon. I got in about four from the bar so I'm passing out again soon.
KAY: My first client isn't until noon. Need a cuddle partner for an hour or two?
I want to spend all my time with Chase, but I know we shouldn't because he already takes up a lot of my thoughts and I don't want to seem so clingy that he gets annoyed.
CHASE: Always doll. I can't promise we're going to be sleeping though
KAY: I'll make sure you sleep. You need your rest and I need to see you. Give me 45 minutes!
CHASE: I'll be waiting
I rush around my room getting dressed and I hop out of my bedroom, pulling on my other boot at the same time. When I tumble to my hands, Tyler stares down at me from his bedroom door.
“Morning!” I blurt and rush to the kitchen with a smile plastered on my face.
“Where the hell you going so early? You know Brandt already took care of the horses.”
“My boyfriend's.” I grab a pack of snack muffins and frown it's not a better breakfast for Chase, but it's all we have right now.
“Boyfriend's?” Tyler asks as I walk past him.
“I'm gonna take your car. I'll be back in a few hours!” Before he can respond, I'm darting out to the car I know Tyler doesn't need this morning.
I wait at the back of the shop for Chase to come down and let me in. When he opens the door, I hold up the muffins.
“Breakfast?” I giggle before handing over my orange juice so he can drink the rest.
He grips my hips and pulls me to him, pressing his lips to mine. “I brushed my teeth for you,” he says, pulling back the slightest and grinning at me.
“Then you probably don't want to drink that juice,” I murmur as I push my lips to his again. “Let's go cuddle!”
He closes and locks the door behind me. The grey sweat pants he's wearing without a shirt draws my eyes to his ass before I slide up the muscles and tattoos across his back. I can't help but grip his sides when we walk up the stairs. I don't want to sleep, but he needs to.
“I'm happy I got to see you this morning.” I kiss him when he opens the door.
“Me too,” he murmurs on my mouth. “This is a much better way to start the day.” His hands grab ahold of my hips as he walks us down the hall. “Woulda been easier waking up with you next to me. But this is second best.”
“I shouldn't even be here right now because you need sleep, and something tells me you're not really wanting to cuddle this morning.” I grin and reach for his lips again as he guides us to the bedroom.
“Nope.” He sits on the bed and pulls me on top of him. “This is way more fun than snuggling.” His lips press to mine, then he kisses his way down my jaw and nibbles on my ear, his hands pushing up the back of my shirt eagerly.
I put my hands on his shoulders, not wanting to stop him. “Wait.” I kiss his cheek, his nose, then his chin. “Sleeping time. Not sexy time.” I climb off him and kick off my boots before unbuttoning my shorts and sliding them down. He stares at me with his eyebrows high so I jump into his bed and cover. “Ignore you saw that.”
He blinks a few times and shakes his head. “Not sexy time. Then you strip your pants off and crawl into my bed.” He stretches out next to me. “But not sexy time?” He pulls me closer to him. “That's some damn torture, Kaydence.”
“No sexy time. We can do this. Come on!” I pull him close and start to rub his head. “How was work last night?”
“Slow,” he mumbles, his arms wrap around me tight as he starts drawing circles on my bare skin. “Only broke up one fight.”
“That place gets crazy sometimes.” I grin and kiss his eyebrow. “Yesterday one of the cows had a baby on the ranch. The town vet didn't make it in time fo
r delivery, but they all know what to do.” I start rambling on about the ranch and continue to rub his head.
“Hey, Kay,” he mumbles, half asleep.
“Hmm?” I softly kiss his jaw.
“I've never liked cuddling before you. Thank you.” He takes a deep breath and holds me tighter.
Eventually his hard dick that's pushed against my thigh softens. I'd rather explore, but he needs sleep and I just really wanted to spend some time with him, even if he is sleeping.
We fall into an easy rhythm of trying to see each other when we can but spend our time texting when we're apart. Through texts we get to know each other's life a little better, in person we get to know each other's body a little better.
Me and Addict graze the field for awhile because I'm waiting on my next client. I hold up my phone and snap a picture of me and the horse, sending it to Chase at the same time my phone rings.
Seeing it's Chase I grin, biting my lip. “Hey, handsome. I was just thinking about you. Just sent you a text.”
“Yeah?” There's a pause and I hear the phone rustle. “Shit, how do you look so good at work?”
“I look how I always look. I think it's the horse that's making me look better.”
“Oh, obviously.” He laughs. “Hey, so I know you're probably with a client soon or something so I'll make this quick. But there's this concert I ran into tickets for and I'm going to need you to come with me.”
“I'd love to! What concert?” I ask in excitement.
“Machine Gun Kelly. I think you like him. He's on one of your phone playlists.”
I sigh, butterflies in my stomach because he's paid attention to the music I store on my phone.
“Don't feel like you have to say yes. But it's about four hours away and I need a snuggle partner in the hotel room.”
I laugh. “I love Machine Gun Kelly! When is it?”
“Second weekend of November. Think you can clear your very busy schedule for little ole me?” I can hear the grin in his voice.
“I will always make time for you. Can you clear time in your busy schedule for me? It's Jo's birthday in a week and we're just doing a small get together at the house. Just dinner. Be my date?”