Chapter 2

Taking Jamie by surprise, Chad rolled on top of her. They’d been kissing a little, but she wasn’t really ready to take him inside of her yet. His weight pushed the oxygen from her petite frame. She felt him move his hand between them, reaching for his member. He fumbled with his cock, poking and pressing to find her opening. He pushed himself inside her with one hard thrust. Fortunately, she had just enough inner wetness to take him into her body, and there was only a slight amount of pain because he wasn’t that big, but he remained oblivious to the slight wince she made.

Sex with him was so different now that they’d gotten engaged. He used to take her out, romance her, make her feel special, but now, she felt like a thing that he banged his body against for a couple of minutes to achieve release. His sweat was dripping onto her now. It was something that used to make her feel very sexy, but anymore it only made her want to shower and get his smell off of her.

Her body had just barely begun to respond when he let out a loud grunt and then collapsed on top of her. She listened to his heavy pants, and after a little bit he could get his breathing under control. After he rolled off of her and lay by her side, their eyes met. “Every now and then, you could move a little, make it better for me ... you know that, right, Jamie?” he said condescendingly.

“I will next time, I promise,” she whispered.

“You used to be such a great fuck, but I put a ring on your finger, and all that changed, didn’t it?”

You used to know what foreplay was, but that got lost too after our engagement, didn’t it? She pushed some of her fiery red locks of hair out of her face. “I’ll make it better for you, Chad.”

He used to hold her after they’d made love, but lately, once he was done with her, he quickly moved on to other pursuits: Going over his business accounts, calling his clients, or playing his Xbox. “Did you get your shit packed? We have a 7:05 flight tomorrow morning, and you know I don’t want to be late because of you like last time.”

“Yes, honey. Everything is packed and ready to go,” she said solemnly.

“Did you remember my cowboy boots? Both pairs?”

She thought for a moment. “I thought you had one pair; they’re packed.”

“Damn it, I just bought a new pair after work today for our trip. You don’t remember me telling you that? I swear you’d forget your head if it wasn’t sewed on.”

He hadn’t told her about his new pair of boots, but she wasn’t going to argue with him. It was just easier this way. “I’ll make sure I pack them.”