Running from Fumes

I open my eyes to the sun shining brightly through my cream colored curtains. I inhale deeply and stretch my body relishing the warmth of my king sized bed. "My empty bed." I think to myself chuckling as I throw my blankets off of me. Today is Sunday, family dinner. Regardless of what plans we have on Sundays, we cancel for dinner. Or bring the plans with us. Mama doesn't care too much for my flings coming to dinner with me so I've made it a point to never make plans on these Sundays. I do have a two hour drive to get to my parents home so I jump up to shower and get things ready to go. As I step into my warm shower letting the water flow over me I try to relax. It's been a tough few weeks and I missed the last family dinner. I'm ready to see my mom and dad. Today will be a day to refill my heart with love and joy. I start washing my hair and move onto shaving my legs as I let my deep conditioner sit for a few minutes. Humming to myself I stop as I hear a click. I live alone. There shouldn't be anyone here. No one else has a key. Was that the door? Suddenly I feel a whoosh of cold air and realize the air conditioner kicked on. I chuckle nervously as I realize I'm being jumpy still. Shaking my head I push the thought away. I had a few small things come up missing around the house. So small I could have easily misplaced them but a niggly feeling in the back of my mind tells me I'm not crazy. I've been extra careful about locking the windows and doors when I'm not home and even installed an extra dead bolt on my front and back doors so I've been feeling much better and more confident. I rinse the conditioner from my hair and lather up my loofah with my coconut & pear scented body wash. I scrub and exfoliate my whole body but linger between my legs. Biting my lip, I wonder if I have time for a quick orgasm while unconsciously my other hand finds my soapy breasts and tweaks my own nipple. Yup. I'll make time. I can't go on a date tonight anyways as I validate my own thoughts. I look down at my flat stomach as I drop my loofah and reach up to grab the shower head and bring it down to my body and adjusted the setting. Whoever made these has to know that no one showers with this setting. It's obviously meant for this. It's a long hard, powerful stream that would be very difficult to actually shower with. I shrug to myself as I feel the power of the stream hitting my stomach. I gently lower it to the aching part of me with one hand, and with the other I continue teasing my nipple. It's been a long time since I've had a release, so this one finds me quickly. In no time a moan escapes from my mouth and I gasp out. My legs feel wobbly and shakily I return the shower head to where it was. Completely unaware of the man who silently slipped out of the bathroom when he found his release as well.

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Chapter 22

Ezra starts exploring her mouth with his tongue, desperate to taste her. They battle over dominance and Ezra wins as Rose feels her legs turning to jelly.

He wraps his arms around her, holding her tight and she pushes her body into him. Wanting to be touched everywhere. He grabs her ass and grinds himself into her, over their clothes. She sighs and leans her head back, revealing her neck, Ezra leans down to taste that too.

All the while Rose is having an internal battle of whether she should stop this right here because this is completely and totally wrong to do this with this man and a complete flip from yesterday's activities. But continues to find herself unable to pull away from his grasp. He nips her ear and whispers, "Wanna take this somewhere more private?" And goes back to kissing her neck.

Rose was about to answer when the bartender comes flying around the corner, "Are you kidding me? Find somewhere else to do this, not at my business!!" Rose pushes Ezra away from her, desperate to create some space between them. The bartender shakes her head and turns around and walks away.

As soon as she walks off Ezra approaches Rose again, cautiously. She just looks at him in shock.

Ezra doesn't know if this means the spell had worked and she was his now, so he didn't want to scare her. Of all the things to happen tonight, he wasn't planning on this being one of them but he was thrilled.

Rose is still immobile, but reaches up and touches her swollen lips that Ezra was just ravishing. Then she takes a step, Ezra opens his arms for her to come to him, instead she turns around and walks away. Without saying a word. He stands there, waiting for her to come back but she doesn't.

He turns around and punches a tree, rattling it to its core thinking to himself, "I thought we were getting somewhere." He grits his teeth and walks to his car, slamming its door shut he seethes alone.

Rose goes back inside to the bar for a drink like she had originally planned to do before she couldn't control her actions.

There's someone in the back corner bar watching her in the dimly lit space. Isla saw them outside sucking each other's face and she's furious, she's the one who tipped off the bartender. Isla got herself two drinks, and slipped something into one of them. As a man walked by she grabbed his arm, and said, "Honey I've got an extra drink if you wanna treat that beautiful lady right there." And winked at him. He's astonished by her brazenness but doesn't turn it down. He looks over at Rose and thanks the woman.

Isla doesn't want to give Rose the drink herself because she doesn't want Rose to remember her face. Yet.

The man approaches Rose and she accepts the drink as he slides into the stool next to her. It seems as though they hit it off. And it's not too long until Rose's cheeks become flushed and she looks very flustered but appears to be having a great time.

The man sees this as an opportunity and orders her another drink. Rose accepts it and tries to slow herself down, not understanding why she feels so loopy and drunk from a single drink, but remembers she'd had a long day and hadn't ate much.

About an hour later Rose finishes her second drink, and stands up to leave. She has to hang onto to everything she passes to stand upright to get out of the bar. That man is right there with her along the way, trying to make it seem like she isn't as messed up as she looks, with an evil smile on his face.

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