Back Road Chances (Roughneck #2)

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Chances

Prologue

6 Years ago

Moon

Damn. She’s so fucking beautiful, I thought to myself, as she brushed her ass across my knee when she bent over to get a beer out of my cooler. It took everything in me not to grab that perky little ass of hers. Too bad she didn’t even notice me. Not in that way, at least. We were friends. I knew that’s all we would ever be. But a dude could dream, couldn’t he? I made sure to pry my eyes away from her before anyone noticed. Especially Lainey; that girl never missed anything. And she wouldn’t hesitate to call me out if she saw me staring at her best friend.

It was the weekend before senior year started. I couldn’t wait for it to start, because I couldn’t wait for it to end.  My parents were on my ass about college. But I didn’t want to go; I wasn’t very good at school and was sick of it. I didn’t know what I wanted to do with my life, but I’m pretty sure college wasn’t part of the plan. I took in my surroundings, realizing that these were what people referred to as their glory days. I believed that. I love this little shit hole town. It was home, and I didn’t want to leave it. Especially to go to some fancy college in the city. That just wasn’t happening.

We were hanging out at our new spot, The Patch. It was the only place out in the woods that our parents hadn’t discovered yet. We could hang out, get rowdy and drink ourselves into oblivion without worrying about parents or the cops. Sure, they would find out our secret soon enough. In this little town, they always did.

“Did you bring the good stuff?” Amy whispered in my ear, once she hopped on my tailgate and scooted next to me. Her words were already slurring a little.

“It’s under my seat, but I’ll get it,” I said, as I stood up. I didn’t want her going through my shit and my phone was in the console.  She was getting nosey lately, always wondering if I was talking to some other girl. It was getting on my nerves, but she was hot as fuck so I put up with her the best I could. I couldn’t help but scan my eyes up and down Sam as she stood by the fire. I had my back to Amy so she couldn’t see my wandering eyes.  But I’d drop her in a second if I had half a chance with Sam.

“Whatcha doing there?” Sam whispered behind me, as I grabbed the jar of moonshine from under my seat. Her quiet voice in my ear startled me and I jerked around to face her.

Her blue eyes were sparkling in the firelight and she had that gorgeous tan she mastered every summer. Her lips were plump and shiny, and I couldn’t help but wonder what she tasted like.  And that hair; it was the perfect shade of blonde and fell just right over her perfect tits. Her long bangs swept over her eye. I wonder what she would do if I reached over and placed it behind her ear.

“Moon?” The way she said my name jerked me out of my thoughts.

“Ya ok there, buddy?” She asked, with a giggle. “Are you drunk?”

“Not yet,” I said, as I held up the jar and tried to hide my longing behind a smile. I needed a sip of the shine to take the edge off. My feelings for her seemed to get stronger by the day, though. I had to play it cool.

“Well, don’t give any to your girl,” Sam said, as she nodded her head towards Amy. “She’s already getting sloppy.”

“Great.” I said, with a hint of disgust that I couldn’t hide. Dealing with a drunk girlfriend was really the last thing I wanted to do tonight. On the upside, drunk Amy meant she was more than willing to put out. I’m pretty sure that made me a prick. But I was seventeen, and when a hot naked girl is willing, you go for it. I would probably just be thinking of Sam anyway. Yeah, I was definitely a prick.

Chapter 1

Sam

  Lainey looked so beautiful standing up there next to Jase. She was beaming, and I knew she was happier than she had ever been. It was everything she deserved. She was my sister in every sense of the word, and seeing her so happy gave me peace. I’ve worried about her so much these past five years, but when Jase came into her life, I didn’t have to anymore. But then my eyes gravitated to Moon and every other thought in my mind disappeared.  He was already staring at me, and so I gave him a little wink. When he raked his eyes down my body I knew what he was thinking. We weren’t even going to make it to his house after the wedding; we would be lucky if we made it out of the driveway.  We were nothing but friends for years and I didn’t think it would ever be anything else. I always thought he was sexy but we never even flirted with each other. But I can’t even explain what happened our first night together at his house.  We went from childhood friends to lovers who couldn’t keep their hands off each other in a matter of seconds. Initially, I know it had a lot to do with the whiskey shots we were taking.  But the chemistry we had from our very first kiss was undeniable. It was never sweet or innocent. It was against the wall, hair pulling, can’t get enough of each other sex. And it was fucking amazing. I had to squeeze my legs together just remembering that night. And by the look on Moon’s face, he knew exactly what I was thinking. And he was thinking the same thing.

  But we had been doing this dance for almost a year now. For the first six months that’s all we did; we fucked. We didn’t make love, we didn’t just have sex. We fucked. Hard. But then those damn feelings started creeping up on me. I thought it was just me at first until Moon asked to make it exclusive. Although the truth is, he was the only person I had been with since we started this thing; whatever it was. I’m sure that wasn’t the case with him, but I never asked. I didn’t want to know. I wasn’t even sure if I trusted him. I mean, we grew up together; we hung out with the same crowd and went to all the same parties. And there’s no way to sugarcoat it, he was a whore back then. Not that I was innocent, but Moon didn’t even try to hide the way he was. I wanted to believe he wasn’t like that anymore, but I didn’t trust anybody very easily. So I’ve gone back and forth a lot. One minute I’m ready to jump head first into a real relationship, the next I’m just fine with a fuck buddy. I’m not proud of the way I am, but I’m not going to let myself get hurt. I can’t. And Moon would be the one to do it. Nobody else had the power.

  “I’m so happy for you Lainey boo boo!” I squealed, as I wrapped my arms around her. The small reception was winding down. The guests were leaving and Jase had the cleaning crew started. He knew his wife too well. She would have a panic attack if she thought there would be a mess waiting when they returned from their honeymoon. Jase was taking her to Fiji, but Lainey didn’t know it yet. She had always wanted to go there. Jase was making all her dreams come true.

  “Thank you, Sam.” She said quietly, on the verge of tears.

  “Are you ok? You’re not supposed to be crying!” I said. Lainey hated to cry.

  “I don’t know. I’m just so happy, I feel like my heart is about to bust out of my chest!” she said, as her eyes welled up with tears.

I couldn’t help but tear up a little, too.
What the fuck? I never cried. Ever.

“Oh my god, Sam. You better not!” She said, as she pointed her finger at me. “I’ll lose it if you do.”

  “Listen,” I said, as I composed myself. “We are not gonna be whiny bitches right now. You’re gonna march your hot little ass into that house and fuck your husband’s brains out.”

“Hell yeah!” Jase said, as he walked behind Lainey and scooped her up in his arms.

Lainey started to giggle and wrapped her arms around his neck. Jase started walking towards their house and I knew I wouldn’t see her again for at least a week. I smiled to myself, and then my heart rate started to pick up. I could feel him coming towards me before I even looked in his direction. He really was messing with my head here lately. And my heart. Son of a bitch. I’ve always heard weddings did weird things to people. I’m just going to go with that. 

“Damn girl. Have I told you how fucking sexy you look?” Moon whispered in my ear, as he wrapped his arms around me.

“I don’t think so.” I lied. He had told me at least three times before the ceremony and mouthed it again during the wedding vows.

“Well you do,” he said, as he ran his hand down by back and cupped my ass. “I need this dress off. Now, Sam.” He said firmly.
Hell yeah.

We walked quickly to Moon’s truck parked in the field. He pulled me to the driver’s side and opened the door. As I started to climb into his truck, he slid his hand up my inner thigh. My dress rose to the bottom of my ass and I froze immediately, craving what was coming next.  Moon slid his finger gently along the outside of my panties, slowly from front to back. I had to grip the leather seat to keep myself upright. But then he removed his hand and slapped me on the ass.

“Fucking tease!” I said over my shoulder, as I climbed in the truck. But my stomach was full of butterflies, anticipating what was coming. I couldn’t help but smile a little as I watched him climb in beside me. He had perfect sandy blond hair that begged to be pulled. Those icy blue eyes that pierced right through me. The perfect amount of scruff on his chiseled face. And that body. Jesus, that body. Moon was diligent when it came to taking care of it, and damn, it definitely showed.

“I’ll show you tease,” he said, as he started his truck. We had been together countless times, but each and every time was as amazing as the first. It took everything I had to keep my hands to myself. But I had to show restraint. I wouldn’t let him know how bad I needed him. He gave me a sideways glance as he pulled onto the dirt road. When he gave me that cocky little smile of his I almost climbed in his lap, I didn’t even care that he was driving.

“You need to give it some gas, Moon,” I said without thinking. Fuck restraint, I wanted him now.

“Getting there as fast as I can darlin,” Moon said, as he grazed his teeth across his bottom lip and punched the gas.

By the time we pulled into Moon’s driveway my desire was consuming me. And I could tell by the look on his face, I wasn’t alone. As soon as we walked into the house, Moon tossed his keys onto the bar and then pushed me up against the front door. He grabbed both of my hands and placed them above my head. He pinned me there with one hand and brought his other hand under my dress to my panties. With one tug he ripped them off me. The groan that came from his throat caused me to whimper. He grazed his tongue across my neck, over my jaw line and grabbed my bottom lip with his teeth and gave it a little tug.
Fuck!

He started to rub my clit in circular motions with his finger. Between the look on his face and his fingers, I was about to lose it.

“Is this what you want?” Moon whispered in my ear.

“Yes,” I said, so quietly it was almost inaudible.

“Do you want me to touch you here?” he asked, as he put his finger inside me and pressed his thumb against my clit.

“Yes.” I mouthed; I couldn’t get the word to come out.

“Say it.” He demanded sweetly
.
When he talked to me like that, it was almost unbearable. It was the sexiest thing I’ve ever experienced. Moon was the sweetest man I’ve ever met, and would do anything I asked.  But when we were together like this, he was in complete control and it was exactly what I wanted. And what I needed.

“Touch me.” I said quietly.

“Touch you where?” he asked, as he put two fingers inside me.

“Touch my clit.” I was almost begging.

He removed that talented hand of his and put it up to his face. He smelled his fingers and then stuck them in his mouth and sucked them dry. The sound that came from his throat almost caused my knees to give out.

“So fucking sweet,” he said, when he removed his fingers and ran them across my bottom lip before he kissed me with more passion than I thought I could physically handle.

“Moon, please.” I was definitely begging now.

He started to rub my clit and kissed me frantically and I started to feel the tightening my belly. I was about to come. I knew he wanted me to tell him. He always did.

“Moon, I’m about to come!” I screamed through the spasms.

“Yeah? Come on my hand baby. Right now,” he said in that firm voice I couldn’t get enough of. And so I did. I rocked against his hand as my orgasm took over. When I finally opened my eyes, Moon was staring at me with a look I wasn’t sure I could even describe. It was more than a look of desire, it was adoration. God, he was beautiful.  I was about to collapse when Moon grabbed me by the hand and led me over to the bar.

“Bend that ass over Sam,” he said, as he nudged me. And I did, happily. I bent over the bar, ass out and on my tip toes.

“Please, Moon,” I said, as I wiggled my ass at him. I could hear him ripping open the condom wrapper and then moving my dress above my waist.

“You’re so fucking beautiful, Sam,” he said, as he ran his hand down my outer thigh. He was quiet for a minute, just caressing me. It felt so good, but I couldn’t take it anymore. I needed him inside me.

“Fuck me, Moon. Now.” I blurted out and then paused. “Please.” I said quietly.

Moon grabbed me on both sides of my waist and rammed his cock inside me. I let out a scream that I couldn’t control as Moon groaned. God, the sounds he made were so sexy.

“Fuck yeah.” He whispered, as he continued to thrust inside me. He had one hand on my side and grabbed the back of my hair with his other hand. He pulled it gently and I started to whimper again. I was going to come again. I knew what I needed to do.

“Oh my God, I’m coming again!” I said loudly. Moon didn’t respond he just continued to move inside me, faster and harder as my orgasm continued. He was coming, too. I could tell by how hard he was gripping me. When he pushed himself inside me one last time, I almost lost my footing and had to grip the bar to hold myself up. I felt his weight drape across me and his hot breaths on my back. But we didn’t speak. When our breathing evened out, Moon started to shower my back with kisses but he didn’t say a word. This was what would be my undoing. This is what would break me. It had never been like this with anyone else. I don’t think it ever would. It couldn’t. There was no way anyone else could top this. He was fucking breathtaking. And I could kick myself in the ass right now for even thinking that. But he felt too good to move.

“Stay with me tonight.” Moon whispered into my back.

“I can’t,” I said without even thinking. I rarely stayed the night with him. I’m not even sure why. I wanted to. But I was scared of moving forward with him. Because if I moved forward, he might break my heart. He might leave me. The thrill of the chase might be gone and he would move on. Sometimes I wondered if it was a chance worth taking. But then my brain shut that shit down real quick.

“And why not?” Moon asked, as he grabbed me around the waist and flipped me around so we were face to face. “Laundry again? Or do you need to clean your house? Or you have plans with friends?” Moon was used to all my excuses.

“Yes,” I said, as I stared into those beautiful blue eyes that pierced into my soul. When he looked at me that way I couldn’t even come up with an excuse. So I didn’t try.

“One of these days, Sam,” Moon said, as he tucked a strand of hair behind my ear.

“One of these days what?” I asked.

“You’re gonna quit fighting it, fighting this,” he said, as he put his hand on my heart.

“I’m not fighting anything,” I said, and turned my head away from him so I didn’t have to look at him.

“You keep telling yourself that.”  Moon said with a smirk.  And then he walked into the bathroom and shut the door.