Fever

by Carnal, MJ

  “Morning, baby. Sorry, but you looked and smelled too good and I can’t stare any longer. I need to be inside you, now.”

  The corners of her mouth tipped up in a devious little smile and I’m certain I heard her purr. “Okay.”

  I loved that she didn’t bat me away as I leaned in and sealed my lips over hers. Screw morning breath - there was no such thing with Kat. I rested my forearms on either side of her head, keeping her solidly trapped beneath me. My tongue snaked out and licked her lips. She opened to me, letting me sink in, running my tongue over every surface. She sucked my tongue slightly. My hips kicked forward and I ground into her warmth. Kat was only wearing a t-shirt and black lace underwear. I was pleased that I had easy access to her if I wanted it.

  “Oh, God,” she exhaled. “I need more, Timber.”

  I didn’t need to be asked twice. I rolled slightly to my side and dragged my hand down the center of her body. I moved between her breasts, sliding over to one of her nipples and tugging it through the material. I felt it harden at my touch. She arched her back, demanding more contact.

  “Greedy girl. You like when I pinch your nipples?”

  I applied more pressure and bent my head to the neglected one on the other side. I put my mouth over it through the shirt and sucked on it, hard. Her hands came up and grabbed my head. She pulled my hair and moaned.

  “Are you going to answer me, Kat?”

  “Wha….” She trailed off as the sensations assaulted her.

  I grinned. “I asked you if you liked it when I pinched your nipples. I could stop if you’d like.” I started to let go. Her eyes flew open and she glared at me.

  “You know I do, now don’t stop. Please God, don’t stop!”

  When she begged, it made me feel down right carnal. I wanted to rip off the clothes that were preventing me from seeing her naked body and lick and suck every inch of her. Going back to torturing her stiffened peaks, I moved my ministrations down her stomach, circling around her belly button. Her stomach concaved and she squirmed a bit. I chuckled.

  “Don’t, Timber, you know I’m ticklish. I swear I’m going to hurt you if you don’t give me what I want.”

  Now I was the one glaring at her. “Do you think it’s wise to boss me around right now? I’m pretty sure I’m the one with the upper hand at the moment.” Her body shivered at my threat. She wisely closed her mouth, chewing on her lower lip. “That’s what I thought. Now let’s discuss this. Do you want me to spend more time here,” my nose nuzzled the tip of her breast, “or would you like me to work you here?” I cupped her sex.

  She lifted when my hand made contact where I knew she wanted me. “I want you inside me.”

  “Shhh…I will, baby. Be patient.”

  “I’m not feeling so patient when you wake me up and turn me into a puddle in your hands.”

  “Hmmm…” I slipped my hand under her panties and smoothed my finger between her folds. “Yes, I’d say you are a puddle.” I worked my hand up and down, flicking the tip of my finger over her clit. Her silky fluid covered my finger and made it easy to cover her pussy in her juices. “Fuck, you’re soaked, Kat. I’m not sure I’m going to be able to do too much teasing here. My cock is aching.”

  As if my words penetrated her brain, she reached down and took no time yanking down my briefs and grasping hold of me. I fell forward when the feeling was more than I could handle. Her small hand made no move to be gentle with me. She was working me from the base of my shaft to the tip. I felt her thumb swirl over the top of the head, coating me with the little drops of precum. No, I wasn’t waiting any longer. I’d have to take my time with her later. I used both of my hands to tug at the sides of the delicate lace fabric and heard the ripping sound of it being pulled away.

  “You so owe me a new pair of panties.” She grumbled.

  “Shut up, Kat. If I had it my way, you’d never wear another pair again in your life. Now open your fucking legs, I can’t hold off anymore.”

  She once again relented to my demands and spread her legs open. I positioned myself at her entrance and swirled the head of my cock around, making sure that I was coated in her warmth. I nudged the inside of her pussy, slowly sinking in, letting her adjust to my size. She was so damn tight I had to squeeze my eyes shut and breathe through it. I was already beyond the point of no return, knowing that a few thrusts would finish me. Kat made a sudden movement with her hips, bringing them slamming into me, burying my dick all the way to the hilt.

  “Fuck!” I shouted. Opening my eyes, I looked down at her. She had no idea how close I was to coming already and her little move only made me that much closer to the edge. “If you pull a stunt like that again, I swear to God I will make sure the next time I’m inside you, you’ll be on your knees and your ass will be rosy red.”

  She was shifting around below me attempting, poorly I might add, to create some friction. “If it means you’ll give me what I need, I’ll promise to give you whatever you want. Just please let me feel you, Timber, please!”

  I couldn’t let her pleas go unanswered. I started rocking my shaft into her in at a steady pace. She was rising to meet me part of the way. My blood was hammering through my body and I felt the familiar pull of my orgasm reeling me in. Gritting my teeth, I cursed. “You feel so fucking good. I’m close, Kat.”

  I started pounding into her unabashed and incapable of slowing myself. I felt her walls clamp down on me and she screamed my name, her whole body convulsing. I continued to pump into her, my pace starting to falter. She was still coming when my own release hit me. My balls tightened and drew up while I poured myself into her. Her nails were raking down my back as I helped ease her through her milder contractions. My own release was so strong my arms were battling, holding myself up. I didn’t want to crush her but she was still pulling me into her. I wasn’t able to keep up my strength and my chest came down on hers.

  Kat and I were both breathing heavily as she wrapped her arms and legs around me. She kissed my shoulder a few times before I felt her teeth graze my neck. My cock twitched inside of her and she moaned.

  “Easy, baby. I need a few minutes to recover before we do that again.”

  “Are you serious? My whole body is as limp as a noodle. I don’t know if I even could do that again so soon.”

  I rose a few inches and looked down at her. “Believe me, you could if I made you.” My hips pulled back slightly before pushing back into her. She gasped at the sensation and her insides squeezed around me.

  When she opened her eyes, she gave me a shy smile that melted my heart. “Point taken.” She turned her head to look at the clock and patted my butt. “Alright, big guy, I need a shower, and you have to go to work in thirty minutes.”

  I growled in frustration. I was cozy here in her small bed, still buried in her pussy. “Work is overrated.”

  She laughed. “Yes, it is. Up you go!”

  I slipped out of her, and she sighed. “I wash your back, you wash mine?” I raised my eyebrow at her.

  “You sure that’s a good idea? I’m thinking it might get you worked up all over again.”

  She stood up and stretched her arms above her head. Her back was to me and I got a good view of her perfect ass cheeks. Standing up, I scooped her over my shoulder and carried her into the bathroom. “Let’s introduce you to the world of shower sex.” She giggled.

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  An hour later was I parking my Harley next to the trailer on the oil field. It had been several days since I’d been out here, and I wasn’t looking forward to a long day at work in the stifling heat. The temperature was already nearing one hundred degrees and it wasn’t even eight in the morning. My mood was further soured since I wasn’t spending the day with Kat. She promised me she would be running errands like she did every Monday, and then she was meeting up with Mel to do prep for the bar. I was going to try my hardest to cut out of here early so I didn’t have to spend any more time than ne
cessary away from her. As I pulled my helmet off, I noticed a few extra vehicles parked by Slim’s beater truck. They were black Tahoe’s that didn’t fit in with the scenery around here. Who on earth did these belong to? And why did they seem so familiar?

  The front door of the trailer opened, and Roger was standing in the doorframe with his back to me. I was about to make my way up the steps to grab a cup of coffee before heading out to get dirty. I heard him talking to someone that was obviously standing in front of him, but I couldn’t see who it was. Standing at the bottom of the steps, I remained quiet as I patiently waited for them to step out of the way. I was assuming that the out of place SUV’s belonged to the bosses that were supposed to be in town. They must have just had a meeting with Roger and Slim. As I was glancing out at the acres of open space, I heard a voice that sounded entirely too familiar. At first I couldn’t place it, but that was because it had been years since I’d heard it. When the person on the other side of Roger laughed, I immediately knew who it was. What in the hell was he doing down here?

  “Adam?” I called out a little louder than the two men were speaking. Adam’s face peered around Roger’s, searching for who said his name. When he saw me standing a few feet away, he moved forward. Roger stepped out of the way so he could pass.

  “Holy shit, dude, I was hoping I’d see you today.” He held out his hand as he neared me. Screw that. I hadn’t seen him in three years. I grabbed his hand and pulled him in for a guy hug. I clapped him on the back twice before stepping back.

  I took in his appearance. He was a few inches shorter than I was, but the guy clearly still hit the gym regularly. His brown hair was cut short, and he was wearing some grey monkey suit. I knew he’d gone to school for business, and from the looks of it, I’d say he was doing well for himself.

  “What on earth are you doing down here?”

  Roger stepped forward with a perplexed look on his face. “You two know each other?”

  “Yeah, this dumbass was one of my best friends in high school. We go way back.” I smiled. Roger seemed taken aback by my casualness and term of endearment. “But that doesn’t explain what would bring you to bum fucked Egypt.”

  Adam looked from Roger then to me. “I own this field.”

  He said it so matter of fact it took a moment for it to register. If he owned this field, then that meant…. “Wait, you own A&S Emissions?”

  “Yes, this one and about ten other oil and natural gas plants across the gulf coast. I was stopping in to get a look at production when Slim mentioned he had a rookie he’d recently hired that was really good. When he told me your name, I wasn’t sure if it was the same Timber. Except shit, who else has a name like yours? After a little digging though, sure enough, I found out it was you.”

  My mind was buzzing with all of this new information. He was watching me, letting me connect the dots. “Wow, I can’t believe we’re running into each other. How long are you in town for?”

  “Unfortunately, not long. I need to be moving to an offshore rig over near Mississippi day after tomorrow.”

  I nodded. “Well, how about we get together for dinner tonight? We can grab a burger at the joint around the corner from my place, and then we can get a drink at the bar in town and do some catching up. Have you been to The Hole?”

  Something passed over his features. “The Hole? No, I don’t think I have. Sure sounds good. I’ll meet you when you get off.”

  I tipped my head at him and turned to walk out to the rig. My mind was working out the fact that I couldn’t believe one of my oldest friends was down here, and he was my boss. How did I not know this? I suppose I wouldn’t have figured it out unless I did some digging behind the company name, but why would I do that? I was only interested in showing up to earn a paycheck like everyone else. The longer I thought about it, it all made sense. A&S Emissions stood for Adam and Sam, his older brother. Their grandfather had been in the natural gas business back in the day, and it seemed the boys took over his company and expanded it.

  As my day progressed, new thoughts sprung to the forefront of my mind. Did Adam give me the raise when he found out I was working here? Did he know I’d just come back from the war? I knew none of the other newbies got the same money I did, so was I given it because he thought I needed it? I was completely preoccupied with questions swirling around in my head until it was time to wrap things up and head home. I figured I would head to my place, grab a quick shower, and let Adam know where to meet me.

  Walking to my bike, I saw Slim about to hop into his truck.

  He looked over at me and said, “Hey, kid. I heard you know the big boss man. How’s that for coincidence?”

  “Yeah, no shit. Sure surprised my ass.”

  “How long have you two known each other?”

  “Long time. We’ve been friends since we were in grade school. We played every sport together and became best friends when we got to middle school. I haven’t seen him since before my first tour, though. He’d gone off to college and I had my own thing going on. Different paths, I guess.”

  “That’s usually how life works.” He shrugged. Climbing the rest of the way into the cab, he paused. “Hey, I’m heading to The Hole tonight, you coming?”

  I gave him a look like ‘you’re kidding, right?’ He laughed. The engine of his old truck turned over a few times before it finally sputtered to life. A thought occurred to me before he put it in reverse. “Hey, Slim. I’m headed home to grab a quick shower then I’m meeting Adam at Greased Up for a bite to eat. I told Kat I’d be at the bar when I got off, but since my plans changed and you’re heading over there, would you mind letting her know I’ll be in a couple hours late?”

  “Sure, no problem.” He started to back out, but hit his brakes. “Wait, if you went to school with Adam, then Kat did too. Why don’t you just ask her to come with you?”

  I’d thought about that already. I didn’t think it was a good idea because I wasn’t sure how Kat would feel being around the guy who constantly picked on her back then. She had despised him all those years ago, and I couldn’t imagine that things had changed much since then. We were all adults now, but still, I figured I’d try my luck later that evening when I brought him by the bar. “No, she’s working her shift, and with Ed out of town they’ll be short handed. I’m sure she won’t mind. Just let her know I’ll see her later, will ya?”

  “You got it.”

  He pulled out, leaving me to put my helmet on and cruise over to my place.

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  Adam had gotten my number from Roger and texted me to ask where the burger joint was. I messaged him back with the address, and now I sat in the parking lot waiting for him to show up. I’d also texted Kat before I’d taken my shower to tell her where I was going to be. I never heard back from her, but Beaver had let me know that she was okay and dealing with the usual customers. I wasn’t pleased that she didn’t respond, but we could talk about it later. Lights flashed across my face as the now familiar black Tahoe turned into the space next to me. Adam stepped out and approached me with an easy going smile.

  “Greased Up, huh? Sounds… appetizing?”

  I chuckled. “Shut up, you’ll like it.”

  We made our way into the restaurant and took a seat at a booth in the back corner. After we ordered our food, we started talking about anything and everything. We reminisced about our days playing football, and how he had gone off to college and joined a fraternity because his dad had belonged to it. He said he had hated every minute of it and all of the guys were a bunch of douchebags. That little bit made me laugh because I couldn’t help but think it was a case of the pot calling the kettle black. The world had a way of bringing things full circle and Adam more than likely had gotten a taste of his own medicine.

  He asked me all sorts of questions about my dad and how he was doing in Houston. I told him about Alice and that I felt she was going to be good for him. Adam seemed pleased he wa
s doing well. He gingerly asked about my time in Iraq, and I told him he didn’t need to tip toe; I’d tell him whatever he wanted to know. I hadn’t realized until that moment just how much Kat had helped me heal. Before, if anyone had asked me about the Army, I would withdraw and give short answers. Now, I was genuinely okay answering anything that he wanted to know. Granted, I spared him the details that I’d told her, but he understood and nodded his head as I spoke.

  “Wow, sorry about your loss. I’m sure it was rough.”

  “It was. It’s still hard to think about, but I take it day by day.”

  “So are you done with the Army now? Can they call you back up?”

  “Nah, my contract is finished. The military has plenty of other people volunteering to go. A lot think that the benefits we’re given are worth the possibility of not coming home. Like guys that are married and have kids but no medical benefits. They think it’s good for their families.”

  “Well, I commend you for serving. You made a huge sacrifice by going over there.”

  “Thanks, man.”

  Our food came out and we dug in. Adam literally ate his words because he said it was one of the best burgers he’d ever had. We ate in silence until our plates were clear, then we both sat back, totally full.

  “So, I have a few questions to ask you.”

  “Shoot.”

  I figured it was best to just come out with it. “Did you already know it was me before I was given that over the top raise, or was it something that I’d actually earned?”

  Adam leaned forward and steepled his fingers under his chin. “Both. Slim had told me how hard of a worker you were, and that you were innovative and caught on to the job quickly despite never working in an oil field before. It piqued my interest, so I did some digging. When I found out it was you, it seemed only right to give you the raise. I was already going to tack on some extra money prior to knowing, but it ended up just solidifying my decision.”

  I thought about what he said. “Why so much, though?”