Cursed Fate: Cursed Series #4

by t. h. snyder

“What that hell is that crazy woman doing?” Cliff asks.

  “Ordering us tee-shirts, what else,” I say in between my laughter.

  Cliff drops Jo and me off at Linc’s house as we are all ready to call it a night. It’s been a long day and all I want is a hot shower and my bed. I just wish Steve would be there with me. Falling asleep in his arms the past few days has been incredible; I miss him so much already.

  “You wanna just stay here tonight?” Jo asks moving up to the front porch. “You can totally crash here or at Etty’s, if you want.”

  “That doesn’t sound like a bad idea, but I don’t have any clothes or anything with me.”

  “No worries girl, I’ll get you all set up,” she replies opening the front door and walking into the house.

  I follow her through the front door and plop myself down on the couch.

  “I think if I closed my eyes right now, I could just fall asleep,” I say, allowing myself to sink into the soft pillows and cushions.

  “Yeah, me too, but I want to shower and sleep in a bed.”

  “Oh for sure, I can run next door and shower at Etty’s so we can be done faster.”

  “Perfect, let me get you some clean clothes. I’ll be right back down.”

  I watch as Jo runs up the stairs and I start to walk through the living room. Looking along the mantle and bookcase I see so many amazing photos of the Cursed and Pink Crew...I start to giggle to myself, hey, if the shoe fits…why not? In every shot we are all flashing our smiles; we really do bring out the best in one another. I realize we’ve all been busy and, right now, our crew family is divided by a few hundred miles, but seeing the happiness in all of our faces brings me hope that one day we will all be brought back together again.

  Etty’s hair brained plan may have seemed a bit farfetched at first, but now that it’s underway and we are seeing the progress, I have no doubt that it’s all going to work out as planned.

  “Here you go,” Jo’s voice comes from behind me. “I have yoga pants, a tank, and a pair of panties that I swear I’ve never worn.”

  With a giggle I take the stack of clothes from her.

  “Thanks, Jo, I appreciate you letting me crash here tonight.”

  Shaking her head, she swats her hand in front of my face.

  “No worries, girl. I don’t sleep well when Linc’s not around. Having you in the house will give me peace of mind that another breathing being is here with me.”

  Smiling at her, I move toward the door and grab Etty’s key off the wall.

  “I won’t be long,” I state opening the door.

  “You’re fine, if I happen to pass out before you get back just lock up and take the spare room. It’s already set up for you.”

  With a wave, I walk through the door and to the other side of the house.

  My body is exhausted and my eyes are tired as I open the front door. Hurrying up the stairs, I make quick work of shedding my clothes and hopping into the shower. The hot water feels so good falling over my aching body, I could stay in here forever…or until the water decides to run cold. Finishing up my hair and rinsing myself of the body wash, I turn off the water. As I step out of the shower, I quickly dry off and get myself dressed. Making sure that everything is back in its place, I move down the stairs and out the front door.

  As I push open Jo’s door, the downstairs is dark, other than the standing light along the far wall. I guess she wasn’t kidding when she said she was going to pass out.

  Locking the front door, I grab for my purse on the side table and make my way up the stairs. As tired as I am, I want to call Steve before I fall asleep….shit, the time difference. Damn it, I hope it’s not too late.

  Chapter 17

  Sitting in Mimi’s living room with Etty and Linc, I look around to see drooping eyes. It’s been a long day and an even tougher struggle.

  Our afternoon with Dault went well…or so I thought. After walking in on him and Etty, Linc and I decided to take a drive. Giving them a little bit of time alone was something we both felt they needed.

  It was nice to see the town Dault and Linc grew up in and where they formed so many memories. Not having anyone from my childhood to call a friend, it makes their bond as brothers seem that much greater. Hell, if I didn’t have these guys and girls in my corner I wouldn’t have anyone. I’ve accepted that my family no longer wants me to be a part of their lives, maybe in time things will change, but for now it’s just me and my crew.

  Etty’s body starts to shift in the chair and I can see her head bobbing up and down as she tries to fight her tired eyes.

  “Why don’t you go upstairs to sleep, Etty?” I whisper.

  Her blue eyes find mine as she starts to wipe them with the back of her hand.

  “I’m so sleepy,” she responds with a yawn.

  “Yeah, I can see that. Do you need help getting upstairs?”

  “Nope,” she says popping the ‘p’ sound. “I’ll be fine, see you in the morning,” she states before coming over to Linc and me for a tight squeeze.

  “I’m right behind you. Are you coming up, Steve?” Linc asks.

  “Not yet, I’m waiting to hear from Ashley. I’ll be up soon.”

  “All right, man, good night. See you in the morning.”

  With a wave of my hand, I watch as they walk out of the room.

  My hand flies to my hip as my phone begins to vibrate in my pocket. Pulling it out, I see a text from Ashley. A smile spreads across my face as I swipe the screen to read her message.

  Sweet Girl – Hey, love, you still up?

  I laugh to myself seeing the name she’s given herself in my phone. She is my sweet girl and always will be.

  Steve – Yup, Etty and Linc just went to bed. Want me to call you?

  Sweet Girl – No it’s okay, I don’t want to wake Jo.

  Steve – You’re sleeping with Jo….whoa babe, I’ve only been gone a day and you’ve already switched teams on me.

  Sweet Girl – No, you dork, she said I could stay here, it’s been a long day so I’m crashing in the spare room. I miss you xoxo.

  Steve – Long day here too, but I think we made progress. Miss you more xoxo.

  Sweet Girl – Really…that’s great news. Did Dault remember anything more?

  Steve - Nah, it was just good seeing the two of them together. We just need to give him time.

  Sweet Girl- oh

  Steve - No worries though. Enough about them how is my girl?

  Sweet Girl – I’m fine, just missing you.

  Steve – I know me too. Hopefully we’ll be on a plane by tomorrow night. Dault has an appt with the doc tomorrow morning, fingers crossed all goes well and the 4 of us will be home soon.

  Sweet Girl – TOMORROW?!?!?

  Steve – Yeah is that a bad thing?

  Sweet Girl – Shit, Steve, we won’t be ready….Cursed Magic won’t be ready by then.

  Steve – Relax, sweets, it’ll be fine. Plus if all of us are back in town we’ll be able to help.

  Sweet Girl – Ugh, I guess.

  Steve – Yeah so…ummm…what are you wearing?

  Sweet Girl – Haha, what? You wanna talk dirty with me now?

  Steve – Hell, I’ll talk dirty to you whenever, I was just trying to keep your mind busy.

  Sweet Girl – Okay, what do you have in mind?

  Steve – What are you wearing?

  Sweet Girl – Something really sexy, I wish you could see.

  Steve – Snap me a pic and I will.

  A few seconds go by with no reply, what is my little vixen up to….hmm, I wonder. The more I wonder, the more my thoughts fall onto my memories of the other day. With closed eyes, I scan the image of her in my mind. Her pink hair is falling down past her shoulders, her tits perky and her nipples staring back at me as they form into hard pebbles. My hands begin to trail down her stomach leading to her needy mound. I can still smell her arousal and my mouth begins to water.

  Bzzzzz

  My phone vibrates in m
y hand alerting me of a picture message from Ashley. Swiping the lock screen an image of her pops up on the screen.

  Oh hell, I can’t…no…yes…oh God.

  The photo is of her lying on a bed in absolutely nothing. My dick becomes rock hard as I look down to the tent forming in my lounge pants.

  Holy fucking hell…this woman is going to kill me.

  Wanting to return the favor, I look around the downstairs of the house. All of the lights are out besides the one here in the living room. I listen for any sound…nothing but silence.

  Pulling my pants and boxer briefs down, my cock springs forward hitting me in the stomach. As I reach down, I grab onto my length with one hand while focusing the camera on my phone with the other. I’ve never sent a woman naked pics, might as well start with the one I want to spend the rest of my life with.

  Snapping the shot, I quickly hit send before I second guess myself.

  Sweet Girl – Oh God, Steve, I wish you were here.

  Steve – What would you do if I was?

  Sweet Girl – Hmm, I’d wrap my hands around your cock. Slowly sliding it between my lips, while trailing my tongue…

  Steve – mmm, more…tell me more

  Sweet Girl – I’d push your cock all the way into my mouth while sucking….HARD!

  Steve – Fuck!

  Sweet Girl – mmhmm, then I’d grab your tight balls in the palm of my hand and massage them.

  Gahh, she’s good. I can feel my balls begin to tighten with every word she types. My imagination is running wild as my eyes close and I picture her kneeling right here in front of me.

  Sweet Girl – touch yourself, Steve…for me

  Steve – Oh, baby, I am…are you?

  Sweet Girl – what do you want me to touch, baby?

  Steve – tits, touch your tits and imagine it’s my hand squeezing them…pinching your nipples before my mouth teases your nipple ring with my tongue.

  Sweet Girl – ooohhh yeah, that’s good….really good. I’m getting so wet, Steve. I wish you could feel how wet I am for you right now.

  Her words are making me want to scream as I stroke my dick up and down. I started off slow and steady, but the more she provokes me with her texts, the harder my grasp and the faster my pace.

  Steve – touch your pussy, Ashley, slide your fingers between your folds and tell me how tight you feel.

  Sweet Girl - oh it’s so wet, I’m sliding right in…oh God, it feels so good, Steve. I want you to fuck me with your fingers.

  Steve – keep going, sweet girl. I’m so fucking close right now. Finger your pussy like it’s me touching you. Imagine my tongue grazing along the side of your neck. I can hear you moaning into my ears as I nip your sweet skin.

  Sweet Girl – Steve, faster, I need it faster.

  Steve – Harder, baby, curl your fingers and slide them in as far as you can.

  Sweet Girl – oh God, yes….I’m there, Steve….please God yes.

  Clutching the phone, I increase my speed as I’m about to fall over the edge. Squeezing my eyes shut, I pump my hand faster and faster imagining that she’s right here along side of me. My cock sliding in and out of her wet pussy while my balls hit her smooth skin. Biting down on my lower lip, I sense her, feel her and smell her as my cum empties into her warmth.

  Fucking hell….yesssssss!!!!

  Taking a minute to regroup, I wipe the trace of cum onto my pants. Prying my eyes open I look down to my phone and see no response…is she still there?

  Steve – baby?

  Sweet Girl – huh?

  Steve – You still with me?

  Sweet Girl – Mmhhmm, that was amazing. It was like you were right here with me.

  Steve – Yeah, I only opened my eyes to text you back. Other than that they were closed and you were right here in front of me.

  Sweet Girl – I miss you, babe, I love you.

  Steve – I miss you too, sweet girl, and love you more than you know.

  Sweet Girl – I’m so sleepy, I wish you were here to wrap me in your arms.

  Steve – I know, tomorrow…

  Sweet Girl – ok, I’ll see you then…call me in the morning.

  Steve – will do, Ash, sweet dreams.

  Locking my phone, I take off my tee-shirt and attempt to clean myself off until I can get upstairs to the bathroom. Ashley is constantly surprising me and tonight was no different. I’ve never sent a naked photo, hell I’ve never even sexted a girl before…my woman is popping cherries tonight.

  Rolling over onto my side, the bright rise of the sun blasts me in the eyes. Mother fucker. With the back of my hand, I rub the sleepiness away from my eyes and try to pry them open.

  Shit, what the hell time is it?

  Turning my head to the night stand I look to the alarm clock. My body bolts from the bed as I read the time, 10:40 in the morning. What the fuck, why didn’t anyone wake me up? Dault’s appointment was at 8:30, there’s no way he’s not back by now.

  Shit…piss…fuck!!

  I scramble off of the bed and quickly pull on a pair of jeans and a clean tee-shirt. Pushing open the door, I rush down the stairs to find Linc, Etty and Dault sitting in the breakfast nook.

  “Good morning, sleeping beauty,” Etty teases.

  “Yeah, about that, why didn’t anyone wake me up?”

  “Well ya see, I talked to Ashley this morning and she said you might need a few extra hours of sleep after your phone sex escapade last night,” Etty remarks while wiggling her brows.

  My mouth drops open, I’m going to spank the ever loving shit out of that woman.

  “Hahaha, dude, the look on your fucking face right now, it’s priceless,” Dault says with a hard belly laugh.

  “She fucking told you?” I ask, my mouth still hanging wide open.

  “Umm nope, you just did….you sex devil you,” Linc stays moving to stand and clapping me on the back.

  “What the…” I retort falling into the chair.

  “Busted, boo, you totally just ratted yourself out. I was joking. I haven’t spoken to Ash since yesterday afternoon. Hahaha, we tried waking you a few times, but you were snoring so loud I doubt you even heard us.”

  “Y’all are a bunch of assholes, ya know that?” I ask looking at each of them around the room.

  “Aww come on, Steve, you have to admit it is kinda funny that you just busted your own load…get it,” Dault says busting out in another fit of laughter.

  “Yeah laugh it up, punk asses; just wait till the shoe’s on the other foot. I’ll make you sorry for talking shit now…God damn pricks.”

  These people are a bunch of complete idiots, what the fuck did Mimi put in their coffee before she left this morning…dear lord someone get me home before I off one of these three.

  Chapter 18

  Visiting with the doctors this morning was an interesting experience to say the least. They were fascinated to meet the woman that stole their patient’s heart and are certain that he will, at some point, gain back the majority of his memory.

  After providing Linc and I with a list of local physicians and counselors in our area, their biggest piece of advice was to remain patient with him. Gahh, if they only knew how patient I’ve been trying to be over the past few months. I just want my man back and for now, I’ll have to be grateful that he’s finally coming home with me…with us. I know this is going to be a struggle for him, but Dault is anxious and excited to be heading back home to Birmingham.

  While standing in line, waiting to board the plane, I feel him move to stand behind me. My stomach contracts, his presence affecting me in so many ways. He’s so close to me that I can feel the heat of his breath on the back of my neck. My nipples instantly harden and my legs feel like rubber. Turning to look over my shoulder, our noses practically touch.

  “Hey, you okay?” He asks, the smell of his minty breath filling my senses.

  “Yeah I-I’m good,” I stutter in response.

  Dear God, Gretchen, pull yourself together, it’s only
Dault.

  “You sure about that, beautiful? You seem a bit nervous.”

  Oh my God, did he just call me beautiful? I feel like a teenaged girl just getting asked to dance in the high school gym. My breath hitches and I have to back away before I can’t fight the urge to kiss him any longer.

  “Umm, I’ll be right back. I have to use the ladies room.”

  “Wait, Etty…we’re about to board the plane.”

  Without turning back to pay him any mind, I rush into the closest rest room. Leaning up against the tile wall, I allow my head to fall back with a thud. I can’t control my ragged breaths and my chest is heaving. He has no idea how much his presence is driving me mad. I want so badly to crawl up his body, wrap my legs around his waist, and kiss him…hard. Just seeing him, smelling him, and having him so close is driving me crazy.

  I miss the way we used to be and holding back like this is starting to drive me insane.

  Before long I’m going to be driving myself off a cliff dealing with these emotions.

  “Etty,” Linc’s voice calls from outside the bathroom.

  Fuck me up the goat’s ass; I have no choice but to come out from hiding.

  “Let’s go, woman, before we miss our flight.”

  “Ugh, coming,” I reply as I push off the wall and make my way out of the ladies room.

  Catching his glare I don’t want to even know what he’s thinking. With his left arm, he wraps me into his embrace as we walk to the gate.

  “Can I sit next to you?” I ask in a whisper.

  “Next to me? I thought for sure you’d want to sit with Dault,” he replies with a questionable glance.

  “I can’t, Linc. If I’m that close to him, I can’t make any promises that I won’t drag him to the bathroom…not exactly how I wanted to earn my mile high club wings.”

  “Oh sweet, Etty, you’re too much,” he replies with a loud laugh.

  “Not fucking funny, asshole.”

  “Haha, okay I’ll be good and yes, you can sit next to me. We’ll just tell Steve to switch with you so that you’re not too close to lover boy.”

  “Oh my God, Lincoln Minzotto, I hate you right now,” I spit at him. “Do you have any idea how hard it is for me to pretend like I’ve never kissed or touched that man? I’m a complete stranger to him, but for me…all I can think about are the memories of us. I’m lost on him and being too close is pulling me over the edge.”