Chapter 4

Lily

Today’s my day off and all I’ve accomplished is fantasizing about Chase.

As I walk into my bedroom from the balcony to sit on my rumpled bed, I want just one thing which is Chase’s fantasized touch. My body’s weak from all the action my fingers and vibrator have received trying to alleviate my overactive, overheated sex drive.

I characterize the scene in my head so many times of Chase eating my pussy out and fucking me hard, that rather than a fragment from my imagination, it felt like an ongoing moment still happening somewhere out there in the universe. It could be in the open fields, club, pool or where ever.

I imagine his rough strong hands gently exploring my face as a hungry man, kissing the edges of my breast and sucking my nipples slowly. I imagine him saying, ‘the sparkles in your eyes are likened to the radiating stars in the galaxies, your curvy lips are perfect like the curvature of the moon while your perfectly contoured nose is like the shape cross path ocean to life; the air which you breathe ignites my soul with beauty which I have lost….,’ but I know those words would never come out of his mouth and that’s why this is fantasy.

His hands trail around my breast cupping each one and teasing my nipples until they harden under the pad of his thumb. When his hand moves back down, I whimper at the loss, until I feel his hot, wet tongue surround and suck each nipple in turn. He licks my sensitive flesh, his tongue dipping into my navel, while I lay eager for him to keep going.

“Look at me, I want you to watch me lick my way down you with my tongue,’’ he growls and I moan as he goes down, sending spines of emotions through my veins. A storm of lust and hunger linger which has been a dormant emotion for me.

Next, he licks his lips and digs in more, adjusting my legs with them draping over his shoulders. He grins widely and slides his tongue between my sensitive pussy lips until he reaches the bundle of nerves. I struggle to catch my breath, panting loudly until his mouth covers mine again, his tongue rolling and coiling mine spiking up emotions.

My legs are both opened and bent on my bed as I play with myself. I’m only in an oversized t-shirt and panties. Sliding my hand into my panties, I pull up my shirt exposing my boobs then I begin to gently rub my wet lips slowly, pushing one then two fingers inside, pummeling into my pussy until they reach my ‘sweet spot’. Rhythmically, I start to rub my spot with the ends of my finger and massage my swollen bud with my thumb as I quiver. The vision of Chase eating me devours my mind. Tiny sensations build up inside my pussy.

My clit pulses vibrantly for attention. I now lay back on my bed, spreading my legs far apart. My lips are glistening with my wetness as I ran my fingers up and down each smooth, bare side. I lick my lips and continue. I slowly stick two of my fingers into my pussy and begin pinching my left nipple with my left hand.

“Mmm yea,’’ I whimper.

“Chase,’’ I call out.

Deeper and deeper I plunge my fingers and my hips start rocking against them.

“Uhhhh, yea uhhhh!’’ I moan getting into it. I pinch my nipple even harder as my fingers work faster. I continue rocking against them, getting them as deep as I can.

“Mmmm, fuck! Fuck!’’

I pull my fingers out and bring them to my mouth, tasting the sweet taste of my cunt. My clit’s steadily pulsating as I reach for my vibrator. I turn it on high and it instantly begins buzzing.

“Ahhhhh!’’ I cry out, placing it on my clit. “Oh my- oh God! Uhhhhh!”

I’m rotating the toy around my clit as my pussy continues gushing, getting wetter and wetter. I slowly move the toy down my pussy lips to my entrance and thrust it hard inside myself, moving it furiously.

“Yes! Yee-aa-a-a!’’ I can feel my orgasm building up.

“Fuck! Fuuucck!’’ Thrusting harder.

“Yesssssssss!’’ I cum hard and collapse on the bed with wetness dripping down my thighs and ass, breathing hard.

No offense against my vibrator, but I need the real thing.

***

Waking up to the bright sun peeking through my blinds, I’m reminded that today’s Saturday and there’s a barbeque at the Chaotic’s clubhouse that all the employees of Dani’s were invited to. Time to get my ass up and motivated.

After a shower and two cups of coffee, I start making pineapple upside down cake from memory that my mother used to make. I didn’t have to make anything, but I feel indebted to the club for opening up to me when I first got here. No one ever complained about me being at the clubhouse that I knew of and they helped bring me somewhat out of my shell.

I put the cake in the oven and while that’s cooking, I need to figure out what to wear. It’s late August and in Georgia, it’s hot and muggy. I decide that there isn’t a better time to wear booty shorts like the present, so I throw a pair of cutoff jean shorts on and a ‘Southern Chaotic’s MC’ pink tank top with a pair of my black wedge sandals.

In my attached bathroom, I make sure to spritz a little of my Victoria Secret body spray on. I put light foundation on, a little mascara, stain my lips a light shade of pink and I’m done. My hair, on the other hand, needs some assistance. It may be long, thick and straight but it can be a pain in the ass down when it’s this hot and humid. So I decide to go with my favorite 50’s pin-up girl look and bobby pin my bangs to the side and pin the rest of my hair in a thick bun with a black bandana folded and tied at the top of my head like a headband.

I check myself out in the mirror and wink. Yep, I look damn good for a curvy girl.

I promised Dani and Sadie that I’d be there a little early to help with food and set up, so when the buzzer on the oven goes off, I take my cake out of the oven, put it in a travel container and hit the road.

It only takes me about fifteen minutes to get to the clubhouse. Pulling up to the gate surrounded with ten foot steel fencing, I recognize Spook.

“Hey, Lily.” He croons.

“Hey, Spook. How’re you doing?”

“Better now that you arrived. Did you make me something sweet.”

“Of course,” I say with a smile.

“Then you may pass.” He bows like I’m a queen and the Prospect opens the gate.

I drive to the side of the building not seeing any of Dani or Ryker’s vehicles. I guess I’m earlier than they expected. I get out of my car and open the backdoor to get the cake out as well as some of the groceries I picked up. I use my foot to close the door and start trudging my way to the door. Lucky me, the door opens and Marc, the VP, walks out holding the door open for me. He’s a handsome man with his tall stature around six-two, muscular build and salt and pepper hair.

“You need any help, Lil?” He questions as he looks at my loaded arms and hands.

“Nope, just hold that door and I’m set.” He does as requested. “Thanks.” I say as I pass.

I make my way through the main room and stop dead in my tracks. Damn doesn’t this man have some place else he can go to get a tune-up. Shit, it was just a couple of days ago I caught his ass in the bathroom at work. Fuck me!

As I start to walk towards the kitchen to my right, he lifts his head off the back of the couch and makes direct eye contact with me. I examine his broad chest covered in colorful tattoos and his full sleeve of gray-scaled art. Instead of getting the bitch off his dick, he just smirks. Fucking asshole. I decide, fuck it.

“Chase, what a surprise! It isn’t every day I catch you getting your dick sucked in public.” He stops smiling and starts glaring. “Oops, I did catch you getting head the other day with Ginger.” That gets the whores attention and Chase’s eyes squint.

The sound of Chase’s dick popping out of the whore’s wet mouth is all you hear until she starts whining. “What the fuck, Chase? You told me that you were too busy to come see me the other day.”

“Darlin,” he says trying to placate, “I was but then I decided to stop and get a few beers with my brothers. You know how it is.” The whore just nods her head and he turns his eyes on me, smirking.

“Well, enjoy it while it last. I would hate to see you get caught by Jake.” I sing song. He goes from having a cocky smirk to a pissed off look.

“Look bitch,” he bellows as he pushes to his feet with his rigid cock bobbing and his fist flexing and veins popping from his forearms, “I don’t know who you think you are, but you aren’t shit around here, so I suggest you take your ass to the kitchen and start cooking like you are meant to be. Leave the dick sucking and parenting to the professionals, because from what I can see you don’t have experience in any of those fields.”

Talk about cutting someone down. I blink my eyes rapidly praying that the tears don’t release. I turn and hastily make my way to the kitchen.

I left my house not even thirty minutes ago high on life and feeling good about myself to now, feeling worthless yet again by a man who means nothing to me.

I place everything on the kitchen counter and start prepping the sides that Dani asked me to make. I grab a cutting board and start chopping veggies for pasta salad, all the while tears stream down my cheeks and my mind is restless with some of the last words David said to me, ‘ you’re a fat ass. The only thing you have going for you is that you can cook and clean.’

I’m so lost in my head, I don’t even realize I’m no longer in the kitchen alone. I feel a tug on my shirt and look down to see Jake, Chase’s son.

“Ms. Lily, are you okay.” He looks stricken.

“Yeah, buddy. I’m just fine now that you’re here.” I paste a small smile on my face as I hug him. He wraps his small arms around my neck. “Thank you for the hug. I really needed it. Your hugs are the best.” I whisper in his ear.

“I like making you feel better, Ms. Lily.” He says as he pinches my side.

“Ouch, you little booger.” He darts out of the kitchen giggling and I find myself smiling.

I move around the kitchen filling a pot with water, a dash of salt and a drop of oil to cook the pasta, place it on the burner and head back to the counter to finish with the vegetables. When I look up I see Chase leaning against the doorframe and I immediately bow my head.

“I wanted to apologize for what…” he starts.

I throw up my hands and look him in the eyes. “No need. I know my place in this world and you’re completely correct. I’ll stick to cooking and cleaning because apparently that’s all anyone thinks I’m good at.” I murmur while swallowing continuously to get rid of the lump in my throat. I turn my back on him and go to the sink to rinse some cherry tomatoes. When I turn around, he’s gone.