Page 16 of Saved By A Small Town Country Boy
“I saved you a seat,” Ma acknowledged, pointing at the empty chair alongside Remedi. Now she knows that every Sunday, I always sat next to Khali. She thought she was slick, but the shit wasn’t ’bout to work. Pulling out the chair next to Remedi, I sat down.
“Hi,” she said in a low tone and fiddled with her fingers in her lap.
“Hey,” was the only response she got out of me.
Ma placed the rest of the food on the table and took a seat next to Pops. Dallas reached for a roll, and Ma whacked her hand.
Frowning, Dallas snatched her hand back and rubbed it. “You know we have to say grace first,” Ma told her. “Now lower your heads.”
They all bowed their heads. While no one was looking, Dallas snatched one of the rolls and stuffed it into her mouth as if she hadn’t eaten anything in days. Obviously, that’s far from thetruth. Her kitchen stayed fully stocked. Honestly, I think she has more food than me and I’m the one who actually runs the got damn farm.
“Heavenly Father, we thank You for this meal, for the hands that prepared it, and for the blessing of being together. Please bless this food to nourish our bodies and keep us in good health. In Jesus’s name, Amen,” Ma said and lifted her head.
Everyone dug into the food. “This is probably the best meatloaf I’ve ever tasted,” Remedi made known before stuffing another piece into her mouth.
“Ma makes the best food in town,” Dallas assured her.
“I believe it,” Remedi replied.
“Remedi, I have show and tell coming up at school. Can you come? The other kids wouldn’t believe me if I told them I knew a veterinarian.” A smile coursed Khali’s lips.
Remedi looked down at Khali and stroked her hair before replying, “I’d love to come.”
Once we finished eating, Khali went outside to play with Dallas. Remedi stayed behind in the kitchen helping Ma wash the dishes while I sat in the living room with Pops. I eyed her from the couch as she moved around the kitchen. She tucked the right side of her hair back behind her ear. Her smile was soft and unguarded, the kind that lit up her eyes and made the world feel gentle again.
“You like her?” Pops questioned me, bringing me from my thoughts.
“I’on know what you’re talking ’bout,” I told him and got up.
“I bet you don’t.”
I trudged out the front door and saw Khali and Dallas playing jump rope in the driveway. The door opened up behind me, and Remedi exited with her purse.
“I wanted to thank you for taking care of Beauty for us,” I spoke before she stepped off the porch.
“It was really no problem.” Her eyes sparkled as she looked up at me, and the sunlight softened her face, giving her a natural, glowing warmth. “Enjoy the rest of your evening.” She stepped off the porch and met Khali in the driveway. They hugged, and then she strutted to her truck.
Chapter 7
Maya Sinclair
A couple days later
My back arched deeply as I gripped the sheets. Feet planted firmly on the floor as I tossed my ass back on his dick. My insides rearranged a bit more with every thrust.
“Fuck,” I moaned.
His hand wrapped firmly around the front of my neck, and my head tilted back. My phone vibrated on the nightstand. My eyes darted to it. From where I stood, I couldn’t tell who was calling.
I pressed my hand against his abdomen to push him out of me, but he slapped it away.
“I ain’t done yet,” he made known. “We’re done when I say so.” He pushed my face down against the bed and pinned me. His dick pressed against my stomach from the inside. If I wasn’t face down, I’m sure I’d be able to see his dick print through my skin.
He yanked back and gripped his dick. His seeds sprayed into the condom. As many times as we’d had sex, he never released inside me. It didn’t matter if he was wearing a condom. I guesshe couldn’t be any more careful. The last thing he wanted was to get me pregnant. It’s not like I’m trying to have a child right now. I just made sheriff after working my ass off for five years. Of course, they didn’t want to give the position to a woman, but I was the most qualified.
He proceeded into the bathroom, and I heard the toilet flush. Getting up, I went behind him. He grabbed a rag out the linen closet and cleaned himself up. I turned on the shower and stepped over into it. Though we’d been having sex behind closed doors, I wanted more. I wanted a relationship. I craved to go out on dates and have nice things done for me. All I ever got out of him is good sex.
The thought of speaking to him about how I felt crossed my mind, but I didn’t want to end up ruining what we have. It may seem crazy, but I’d rather have a part of him than nothing at all.
