Pleased to meet me? Where the fuck was I? Some bullshit movie from the fifties? You’re not pleased to meet me, darling. You have no idea whose hand you’re shaking, and what that hand has done.
She couldn’t see any of this though and I sure as hell wasn’t going to tell her. She just stared up at me with those big puppy eyes, and I sat back down before my cock stood all the way up and I had no choice but to take her over that counter, right then and there.
Get back to small talk, Hunter. And be fucking nice this time.
“So, you ladies expecting a busy day today? Old Denny here says you’ve got the best food in town.”
Better, kid. Much fucking better.
The broad in the back laughed, and Kelly just kept looking at me with those same fuck me eyes.
“This isn’t the busiest time of year, but it’s enough to keep us on our toes, right Grace?”
I wanted to get what I needed right then and there, and I wouldn’t have minded who watched. Kelly was leaning back against the wall as she relaxed. She had her arms crossed, pushing her tits up practically to her chin. She had those full-figured, juicy breasts that I’d always had a weakness for. It was as if she was challenging me to stay in my seat and not bend her over the counter in front of Denny and the lady at the grill.
And fuck me, that ass. I like curvy women. I like having something to hold onto while I pound my cock into flesh. This Kelly looked like she’d been taken right out of my fantasies, and created just to tease my cock into submission. If I could have grabbed a hold of that ass and slid my cock inside her, fuck, I could have died a happy man.
Behave, Hunter. Say something nice, you stupid fuck.
“Well, I can imagine this far into the mountains, you don’t get much traffic.”
The lady at the grill poked her head out from the kitchen. “And how did you find us, young man? On your way somewhere and just stopped? I know that accent isn’t from around here.”
“No, you’ve hit the nail on the head there, eh,” I paused.
“Grace,” she finished.
“Grace,” I repeated. “I’m from Boston originally, but decided it was time for a change. An old buddy of mine has a little cabin high up in the mountains outside of town here, a really remote little place, and I figured I could use the solitude for a while. Some fresh air, some nature, all that.”
It was bullshit. Well, most of it. There was a cabin in the mountains, but it didn’t belong to a buddy. It was empty because I had killed the motherfucker that owned it. Again, judge me all you want, but this fuck deserved to die. He was a child molester, a rapist, and rumor had it he’d even locked up his own kid in his basement once, a long time ago, and tried to get his pit bulls to eat the kid alive. You believe that shit? So I took it on myself to put a bullet in him. Call it a public fucking service. I’d heard about the guy because he started doing business in Boston with my old man. I couldn’t stand the thought of doing business with a fuck like that. Some gangster I turned out to be. I kept killing the guys I was supposed to be working with, just because I couldn’t stand the thought of them.
“And what line of work is it that you’re in?” Grace continued, fishing for more information.
“Grace, let the man enjoy his coffee,” Kelly said.
I smiled at her. It was a smile that meant business, and she knew it.
Thanks, sweetheart. I’ll spare that * for now as a thank you, but I can’t promise for how long.
Fuck, she looked good. She had turned to the side and thrown her hands on her hips when she talked to Grace. I could see how well her perfect ass filled out the skirt she was wearing and the long, pale legs that were holding it all up. She had the shape I liked, and I knew just what I wanted to do with it. She was sensual, a real woman, with thighs and breasts and an ass that a man like me could sink his teeth into. I wanted to wrap her legs around my waist and bury myself inside her on the spot. I wanted to see her face and hear her moan in pure ecstasy as she took all of me into her at once. I had to get the hell out of there. I had to keep myself under control. This girl, Kelly, was getting me hot under the collar.
I downed my coffee quick and grabbed my smokes from my pocket.
“Well, Grace, it was nice to see the place that Denny keeps yapping on about. Kelly, try to loosen up a bit, sweetheart. You’ll live longer.”
Loosen up a ton, because next time I get on you I won’t be mister fucking nice guy, and it won’t be quick.
“See you around, Hunter. Don’t smoke too many of those things. They’ll stunt your growth,” she replied, winking.
“Good Lord, Kelly. I don’t have much more room to go before I don’t fit through your door.”
And I’m growing for you right fucking now, darling. That’s why I’m stepping out for one of these.
That and I had to calm my nerves before I came in my goddamn pants.