Was it ever going to rain? They were in the middle of the worst drought that Kentucky had seen in history. The air was thick, almost unbreathable. You would think that after such a long period of time without rain, the air would be dry. Not in Kentucky. With the Ohio River as its northern border, people along the river could attest to the fact that it was as humid now as it would have been after a short rain on a 95 degree day. It was hot, sticky weather. Miserable. Everyone moved slower, trying to keep from exerting themselves in the dangerously hot temperatures. It was a rural area. Large farms separated by fields of rolling pasture land and dense woods. A farmers life blood, and a hunters paradise.
Cassie sat outside on the porch swing fanning herself with the book she just could not get into. She laid the book down, and lifted her long hair up off the back of her neck. There was barely any breeze at all, but the lifting of her hair from her neck felt good. With one hand she started to gently rub the back of her neck with her fingertips. The gentle, whisper- soft touch felt like a cool breeze on her skin. She closed her eyes, enjoying the feel of her hand cooling her body.
If she had opened her eyes she might have seen him coming.
Cassie loved this time of night. It was getting dark, but the light of the moon was so bright, it would be hours before true darkness fell. She loved to walk down to the creek after everyone else had turned in for the night. She was thinking of doing just that. Her hand continued around to the front of her neck, bringing a small amount of relief with it. She leaned her head back on the swing, using her foot to gently swing back and forth. It was almost hypnotic. The gentle sway of the swing, the sounds of the night, and her hand making small circles on her bare chest. She could almost feel a breeze now. A soft smile on her lips, she began to let her hand move down her chest. The thin cotton night shirt was her favorite. So cool on these hot nights. Her fingers grazed the top of her breast as it moved lower. She felt a shiver caused by her own hand. Her nipples puckered. A quiet moan escaped her lips. She reached lower and cupped her breast, lifting it, squeezing it. Her thumb ran across her hard nipple. Mmmm. That felt really good. She let her breast fall back on her chest and moved to the other. Lifting, squeezing, caressing herself. Mmmmm.
"Need some help with that Cassie?"
Cassie's eyes shot open, and her body jumped with a start. "Oh my gosh, you idiot, you scared me half to death!" She yelled at him to cover her embarrassment. Good grief had he really just caught her feeling herself?
Cade couldn't believe his luck finding Cassie sitting outside alone. He watched her for several minutes, not wanting to put a stop to the show, but damn he was hard. He knew she would be furious when he spoke and made his presence known. He was right. He couldn't help the chuckle that came when she yelled at him.
"Cade Williams, you arrogant son of a bitch, don't you dare laugh at me!" He laughed out loud then, he didn't even try to stop it this time. "I'm sorry Cass, I didn't mean to scare you. I should have kept quiet and waited until you were finished."
"You son of a bitch!!" She yelled.
"Yeah, you said that already." He laughed again.
Cassie was seeing red. She took off running straight for him, if she hit him just right she'd knock him on his ass. Then who would be laughing?
She launched herself at him, growling with fury as she went.
He braced himself, and caught her around the waist in mid air. He staggered backward a couple of steps, but he remained standing.
