“Okay.” Cowboy tried his best to keep his eyes off me while he was eating. When we finish, he helped me up. “Let’s go get you dressed.”
“Okay,” I replied, faking being confused. He led me to the bed.
Cowboy
Again, I made breakfast for us from the groceries the rental company delivered. I was no chef, but I didn’t want to leave her and the baby here alone to go pick up fast food. However, the first morning, after the first basket, I did go and park Snakebite’s car a while down the road, over in some foliage. I didn’t need anyone getting wind of us.
I heard Halley get out of the shower. “I’ll never lose this baby weight eating three square meals a day,” she said from behind me.
Pouring our coffee, I thought,how ridiculous. The poster girl for being kidnapped and starved, I had no idea how she’d had a healthy boy in the first place. There was a scale in the bathroom. I’d gotten on it, holding him to figure out his weight. He was born 6 pounds 5 ounces. I was checking every day to make sure he hadn’t lost too much.
That was another reason I was cooking three times a day. So, she’d make plenty of breastmilk. I never ate this much myself, usually filling up on beer, whiskey and greasy bar food. Amongst the groceries, little shampoos and other things, like rose petals and lube, our daily delivery included wine and Champaign. They wouldn’t be my first choice, but I was making due.
Of all we had to fret about, her baby weight wasn’t on my list. “I don’t think you have much to worry about… Didn’t they feed you?”
“Not regularly,” she said with no emotion.
I couldn’t blame her, bottling it up. I had a habit of keeping emotions buried myself. Eventually, the pain comes out. When it does, it’s not pretty. I found myself caring a lot more than I usually would.
She added, “Even when we found out I was pregnant.”
The more I heard about what the SOS had done to her, the more I regretted leaving Snakebite to bleed out. That hadn’t been like me but saving Halley had been my priority. I should’ve cut his balls off and shoved them up his ass.
When I turned around Halley was sitting at the table naked as the day she were born. I started to react, but I decided to tread lightly. She’d been through a whole lot. Her dark hair dripped down her body like she’d barely dried it. Reaching up, she teased the locks and her titties were on full display. I won’t lie. My dick turned to steel in that instance. It was difficult to take my seat, but I managed.
“Can you pass some butter?”
I did and couldn’t take my eyes off her while she spread it. Then she made a noise that about made me cum in my pants.
“It’s been ages since I’ve had real butter. LuAnn had high cholesterol.”
“Who’s LuAnn?” I choked out.
“I don’t want to talk about her.”
“Okay.” Fuck, I didn’t want to talk either. It’d been over a week, and I was sure she’d be okay for some play. I wanted to knock our breakfast to the floor, set her on the table and eat her pussy. Show her what good sex from a real man feels like. Instead, I tried my best not to look at her anymore, afraid I might let my dick take the lead.Cause my dick was a hell of a leader. My dick could lead a horse to water and make it drink. I was usually a loyal follower but taking Halley to the bed and having my wicked way with her, while she was still healing, while she wasn’t all there in the head. I wasn’t that kind of man.
When we finished eating, I said, “Let’s go get you dressed.”
“Okay.”
I led her to the bed, only to sit her down and cover her with a sheet. I found her clothes and helped her into them imagining I was helping a sister. Baseball, fuck, I thought of soccer which I knew nothing about. She was Scar’s sister, I reminded myself repeatedly. If she were my sister, and she’d been through hell and back, just had a baby that a dozen devils put in her, I’d dare a man to touch her. Let alone look at her and crave her like I did.
Later that night, I accidentally dozed off in the bed while Haley was giving the baby a feeding. I’d been sleeping on the floor, so I wouldn’t roll over and hump her in my sleep. But, I’d been sitting up on the bed at night with her, watching a lot of television trying to keep my dick in my pants. I’d never fallen asleep in the bed before.
I woke up, and lo and behold, my dick was out. Haley had her head in my lap. Her mouth hovered over it. She’d been sucking it. I knew because I’d just had the best dream.
“Halley, no. Why…?”
“How? I watched another video on your phone.”
I wasn’t asking how she knew how to give head, but now I was curious. “On YouTube?”
“No, I don’t think so.”
She had my phone. Fuck. I grabbed it from her. I’d forgotten I’d given her complete access to it. Something I never did, let anyone on my phone. Why? A video of Bones and I double teaming some waitress in Texas played. I’d taped the girl sucking my cock from above then positioned my phone over on the nightstand to film the woman taking our two dicks at once. I’m not even sure Bones noticed.
My own videos, taping the women I slept with—that was my thing. One of my simple pleasures. Some men liked porn. I just liked my own porn. Before I could stop her, Halley watched with me—watched me go crazy fucking that girl’s ass.
