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Wade was mesmerized and I knew I was winning him over to

my slutty dark side, since his cock was growing and expanding by

leaps and bounds.

“I want you to fuck me hard, so hard I’ll remember the way

it felt having you inside me, all night long.” I propped my back

up against the side of the tub and slid my other hand below the

water, in between my legs. Wade was now fully erect. “So hard I’ll

barely be able to sit down.”

Wade swallowed, then licked his lips and cleared his throat. “I

think you’d better get out of the tub now.”

I slowly sat up while grabbing the edge of the tub, then pulled

myself up. I ran a hand over my slick, wet chest and slowly back

down to my hard-on. “Anything you say.”

As Wade crossed the bathroom I stepped out of the tub. He

took me by the wrist and forced me up against the wall. I felt my

body reacting; my heart raced and my breath became shallow and

frequent—my limbs taught.

I hadn’t felt this kind of heat or intensity between the two of

us since the day we’d had sex in my cabin, after my first skiing

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lesson—when he’d called me a lousy lay. We felt new again, and

dangerous.

I did my part, attempting to resist his advances, making him

work a little harder for it, and likely pissing him off slightly for

teasing him then putting up a fight.

Mere moments later my ass was spread open and the head

of his cock began to press into me. The things he was now

whispering into my ear were just plain foul—in the hottest,

most orgasm inducing sense possible. I closed my eyes, thanking

whoever might be out there watching over me for bringing me

the kind of guy who gave me exactly what I asked for.

His hand covered my mouth, stifling the vocal objections to

having his dick forcing its way inside me. I spread my legs more

in an attempt to make it hurt less, considering the only lube was

his pre-cum and the soapy water running down my back.

My eyes rolled back into my head as he continued to punish

my ass, pushing me toward delirium. Damn my friends to hell

and screw anyone in Summit City who didn’t like it, because if

nothing else, this man was worth the trouble.

I sat in the car outside the very same single story cabin-esque

building with the steep pitched roof the Quad had had me

delivered to when they’d abducted me all those months ago. That

was the first time I’d left Wade, I thought.

Jeez, was it really only months?

It was funny suddenly, realizing that leaving him had become

progressively more difficult each time I found myself needing to

do it.

Getting out of my parents’ rental car, I breathed in the scent

of wet leaves and pine needles. There was a dewiness to the

air now that night had fallen, and I found it oddly refreshing.

I cringed slightly, looking around at the half empty parking lot.

“Not a whole lot of people here.”

Wade took me by the arms and gave me a quick peck on the

cheek before saying, “Most people walk here.”

“Oh…right.” I nodded, feeling slightly embarrassed for

allowing myself to get upset over a lack of attendance, especially

when I hadn’t really wanted this party in the first place.

“Sure is beautiful here,” Rocky said, helping Dixie out of the

car. “Could see myself settling here.”

“Hear that sweetie?” I grinned evilly. “My parents wanna

move here. We could put in a RV pad next to the house.”

Wade wore his disapproval well, eyes squinting as he shook

his head at me. “I think that would be great if your parents were

to move here.”

“Sure, sure,” I said, shoving him playfully. “Ruin all my fun.”

“You two coming anytime soon?” Dixie asked.

“Come on then.” Wade took me by the arm. “Try and stay

out of trouble.”

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I looked at him innocently, like I would never, and he rolled

his eyes, pulling me behind him.

Most of the snow in the valley had melted over the past few

weeks, and the lodge had thinned out in terms of vacationers. I

could hear the music getting louder as the door to the building

swung open, only to fade again once it closed. The parking lot

was well lit and several teen townies were hanging out at the

bottom of the steps that led up to the entrance. They were all

laughing and carrying on as the boys tried to impress their female

counterparts with displays of their aptitude with skateboards.

Wade and my father strolled along in front of Dixie and

myself, chatting away. I was wearing a smile that didn’t exactly

match my mood, but was genuine none the less, thanks to the

pounding my ass had taken an hour ago.

Dixie took me by the arm. “You sure are handsome, monkey.”

“Mother, I’m begging you…can we please retire the monkey

for the night?”

She frowned, but nodded her agreement anyway.

A pang of guilt ripped through me for snapping at her,

especially when she looked so elegant. Her hair was all swept

up into a simple Audrey Hepburn style up-do, and I was beyond

thankful she’d decided not to wear one of her tiaras. Her dress

had enough bugle beads to make her the envy of drag queens

everywhere, so it sparkled in the light. You could probably

see her from space, I thought. It also clung to her figure like a

Marilyn Monroe frock, but it was at least all black, and came off

as somewhat tasteful.

She and my father cut a striking pair, with him dressed to the

nines in a black suit. Of course, I hadn’t had the opportunity to

check yet, but considering Rocky was sporting a bright red tie

that had a vintage western design to it, I suspected his socks were

equally wild in color and design. I found it somewhat comforting

that no matter what situation they found themselves in, there

would always be a tiny bit of their personalities slipping through

the cracks, as some sort of rebellion against the bland and banal.

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“I’m happy you guys are here,” I said, causing her to smile

once again.

She patted my arm. “He may still show up, you know.”

I felt my chest ache as that sadness crept in. “I won’t hold my

breath.”

Rocky turned, taking her hand to help her up the steps.

“Hey Wade,” the teens all said in a chorus.

“Hey Charley, Scott, ladies,” Wade said, grinning at them.

“You guys did an awesome job helping out at the lodge this past

winter.”

They all thanked him as I followed my parents up the steps.

“Hey Boone,” I heard one of the girls say from behind me.

I turned, and smiled, searching faces until I spotted Theresa,

the red head who’d served Wade and I at the diner several months

back when we’d had our second, first official date.

“How’ve you been Theresa?” I asked.

“Great,” she said with more enthusiasm, as if she were excited

I’d remembered her name.

I winked and waved. “See you inside?”

“You bet!” she replied, waving back.

I turned when Wade took me by the arm. My heart stopped

seeing him bathed in the light coming from the large utility lamp

hanging over the doorway. He looked amazing in his sleek black

suit with the white shirt and thin black tie. His black hair shined

in the light and I wanted to eat him right up.

“I think you have a fan,” Wade whispered. “I better watch

myself, she might try stealing you away.”

“The way you look in that suit, she doesn’t stand a chance.”

“Are you two coming?” Dixie asked as Rocky pulled opened

the door. “They sure do dawdle.”

Music came blaring out at us, causing me to laugh. “I never

realized what head bangers y’all are up here.”

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“That’s the Summit City Band,” Wade said to me and my

parents as we entered the building. “They play everything,

literally—from big band to Buddy Holly and all the way up to

Belinda Carlisle.”

“Heaven really is a place on earth,” I said, and Wade nudged

me with his shoulder as if to say, try to behave yourself.

It was kind of funny, for the members of the hottest band in

town to all be middle-aged Joe Normal’s off the street—rockin’

out in jeans and t-shirts. I was already lining up commentary

on the fact they could memorize that much friggin’ music but

couldn’t come up with anything more original for a name.

“Save your breath, son,” Rocky said when Wade started to

open his mouth to speak. “He’s probably already making fun of

their name or their appearance, or some other such nonsense, in

that head of his.”

I felt my face flush and I shoved Rocky, who was now laughing.

“At some point, Rocky, you’re going to have to teach me how

you do that.” Wade said.

“It takes years and years to hone that talent my boy.”

Wade’s eyebrows inched up. “Sounding better and better

already.”

I rolled my eyes. “Could the two of you be any cornier?”

The band finished up the Def Leopard rock ballad they’d

been performing when we arrived, and the lead singer, who

could definitely sing—even though he looked to be about fifty—

said into the microphone, “This next one’s for all the lovers out

there.”

My mouth fell open when the fiddle player and guy on the

piano started in with the melody for,
I Will Always Love You
.

“Oh come on,” I said, wide eyed and staring in disbelief. “It’s

too easy.”

Wade began dragging me away, back toward the bar.

“It’s even the Whitney Houston version, for the love of God.”

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“Behave yourself, young man,” Dixie said, helping Wade

usher me away.

“Bittersweet—” I started to sing in sync with the singer as I

stared longingly off into the distance, causing Mom and Dad to

crack up. “Memories—”

I laughed, swatting Wade’s hand away when he started to poke

me in the sides. “Cut that out.”

“I will if you will,” Wade said in a singsong, teasing tone.

I snarled up my lip and growled at him like a dog. He poked

me again, and I giggled.

“Fine, I’ll behave myself,” I agreed. “I’ll do the best I can at

any rate.”

We made our way toward the bar and I asked Wade to get me

a beer.

I knew it was kinda trashy of me to order a beer at an event like

this, but it was the least likely to fuck me up, thereby preventing

me from jumping up onto any tables and dancing a la go-go boy.

I surveyed the room, which was much larger than I’d previously

thought. Of course, I was kept practically in the dark on my first

visit, so it was an honest mistake.

The ladies hadn’t lied at lunch the day before. It was decorated

beautifully. Though the building was rustic, with a lodge-like

design aesthetic, they had managed to pull off mountain-chic

with large candelabras, and flower arrangements utilizing local

greenery that filled the room with that fresh cut pine scent I was

quickly growing to love.

The tables were scattered all around the dance floor, covered

in crisp white tablecloths and candles. A long and very elaborate

buffet was set up along the back corner of the room next to the

bar. It was a very elegant spread, and obviously a huge amount

of work had been put in by somebody. I stopped and smiled,

looking around for Dixie, who had already vanished. There was

a huge arrangement of her Kermit-cakes at the dessert end of

the buffet—chocolate cupcakes that had white icing decorated

to look like the face of a frog. They’d been my favorite when I

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was a kid, Gabe’s too. Of course she wouldn’t be able to show

up empty handed, and I loved that she thought of this whole

ordeal as if it were a giant pot luck. Seeing that a little piece of my

family had managed to infiltrate this Summit City soiree settled

my nerves, and made me feel as though I might just belong here

after all.

I noticed a couple of people coming out of a doorway with

chafing dishes, and figured there must be a kitchen back there

somewhere. Dangling from the ceiling, there were four large and

very elaborate antler chandeliers that ran down the center of the

room.

They’d somehow managed to suspend some sort of netting

across the ceiling throughout the entire room. Christmas tree

lights had been woven into it and were on a slow motion twinkle

setting, making the ceiling seem to pulsate as different sections

dimmed while others brightened.

“That is seriously cool,” I said, staring up at it.

Wade handed me my beer. “This is our community center. We

hold town meetings here, wedding receptions, little theatre and

high school plays. Any type of function, actually.”

I was squinting, and blinked several times, certain I was seeing

things. “Am I drunk off one sip of beer or is the entire wall

missing on that side of the building?”

Wade pointed over to it. “That wall is two large doors that