EroticReverie

Lacey

A pounding on my door has me jerking up out of bed with my sleep mask over my eyes and I lift my hand and push it up. 

“Rise and shine!” A deep voice bellows. I groan and fall back into the bed. 

“Lacey!” My uncle pounds again. “Up. NOW” 

“Alright!!!” I yell angrily as I get out of bed and stomp over to the door in a peach colored satin tank top and sleep shorts set and throw open my door. 

“IM UP!” I yell in his face and look at him through narrowed eyes with gritted teeth. 

His eyes go down.  Then come back up quickly. 

“Right. Get dressed. And get down stairs.” He says with a huff.  I snarl to myself as he walks away and down the hall and I throw up my middle finger at his back. 

“I’ll take that invitation.” A voice says from the side of the hall and I jump. Pulling my hand back to me as Gage walks from his room to mine and I look up at him. What the hell did these men eat? 

Archer was tall. But this one was taller. The guy from last night. My cousin. And I wasn’t even sure which one. 

“You wish.” I mutter as he stands in front of me. He looks me up and down. 

“Kinda do actually.” He says and I cross my arms over my chest before my nipples greet him good morning. He smelled fucking amazing. Looked even hotter up closer and his eyes were just as blue as his fathers. 

“You’re disgusting” I say and he laughs. 

“Tell that to your tits, they seem to appreciate me” he says with a smirk and I growl and step back into my room and slam the door. 

What were my parents thinking? Did they not know they were sending me to live with animals? 

—

I walk downstairs in a Gucci net corset top, with nude underlay and black lace and a pair of black frayed jean shorts and a pair of strapped sandals with my long hair down. 

I watch three sets of eyes pop as I walk into the kitchen. My eyes going to the third pair that I’ve yet to see. Another set of blue eyes. His much lighter than his brothers or fathers. And a few inches taller than the other. He had to be at least a foot taller than my five foot six. 

He was dressed pretty much like his brother and father. Dark jeans. A black v neck shirt that was a little loose on his large muscles body. His facial hair longer. With an actual beard that was still short , but full and dark and his hair was longer but currently slicked back.

“What the hell are you wearing?” Archer asks with an aggravated tone. My gaze moving from the taller son to his father. 

“Clothes.” I say and walk over to where they’re all standing. Leaning against different parts of the counter or kitchen island as I open a cupboard and then another until I find myself a coffee mug and then pour myself a cup of coffee. 

“Hardly. You can’t wear that” Archer says. 

“I can. And I am.” I say. 

“He means. You can’t wear that to do farm work. The shorts. Maybe. “ the shorter of the brothers says.  The one that’s already insinuated he wanted to fuck me. 

“I’ll wear what I want. Thank you.” I say and take a sip of coffee , the warm buzzing through me. 

“Suit yourself.” Archer says with a snarl and walks out of the house. 

“I’m Gage by the way” the flirt says. 

“Congratulations” I say then walk over to the counter. Feeling both of their eyes on me. 

“And this is Kane” Gage says. 

“Mm” I make soft noise as I swallow another sip of coffee. 

“Thank goodness you told me. I would have never been able to figure that out with the process of elimination and all.” I say avoiding turning towards either of them as I take a look at the news paper on the counter. Feigning my interest in their local news. 

Gage is chuckling to himself. 

“Drink your coffee princess.  We have work to do.” He says and I set my mug down and glare at him over my shoulder. 

“I told you NOT to call me that” I say. 

“And that’s exactly why I’m gonna keep doing it” he says and then my eyes go to the other brother who is looking me up and down. 

I roll my eyes. I don’t care how hot they were. How all three has ridiculously good looks and bodies. 

“Cmon princess” Gage says and I jump when his hand slaps my ass and I spin and lift my hand , but his brother is already beating me to it and slapping him upside the back of his head. 

Gage laughs and keeps walking as he rubs his head. Kane looking at me with a silent glare. Then turning and leaving the house as well. 

At least one of them was quiet and not annoying. 

—-

“Augh!” I scowl and swipe my foot on a spot of hay pasted to the ground as I wipe horse shit off the bottom on my sandal. 

Gage laughs working beside me as we both shovel fucking horse shit. 

“It’s not funny!” I say. Cause it’s the third fucking time I’ve stepped in it. And thank goodness it only goes on the bottom of my shoe. 

“Did you bring sneakers?” He asks. 

“No.” I bite out and then stab the ground with the shovel and lean it against the inside of the stable as I use the back of my hands to wipe sweat off my forehead. 

“I’ll take you into town. We’ll get you a pair. Some work boots too” he says and I grit my teeth. I didn’t want him to be nice to me. And I didn’t want to admit that I was going to need a severe wardrobe change for this shit. 

Gage and I work on the horse stalls while Kane and his father milk the cows. 

“You do this everyday?” I ask and Gage smiles and nods. 

“Pretty much” he says and keeps shoveling. Doing far more of the work than I am but not complaining.  His shirt is off and in his back pocket and he’s sweating and fuck of the trickles of it slipping and sliding down the curves of his back doesn’t do something to me.  I was only human. And I was only looking. I could appreciate his physique. There was nothing wrong with just , appreciating. 

“What do you do for fun?” I ask as I lean against the wood of the stable and cross my arms and watch him continue to shovel shit. 

“You mean this ain’t fun?” He asks and plops a pile of shit into the wheelbarrow. 

“Ha. Ha.” I say sarcastically and he nods to my shovel. 

“Pick up your shovel princess. I’m not doing all the work for you” he says and I roll my eyes. 

“I’m tired.” I say and then look at my nails. 

“Dont care. Pick up your shovel before I throw a shit pie at you” he says and I scrunch my nose. 

“I’ll do it princess” he says and I roll my eyes and pick up my shovel. 

Once I continue to shovel, he answers me. 

“We like to go to the bars, party a little. Hiking. Kayaking. Camping. Fuck.”He says. 

I pause my shovel and look at him and he gives me a smirk. 

“You asked.” He says with a shrug and loads his shovel again. 

“And women like this? A guy

That smells like horse shit?” I ask and he chuckles 

“Normally I do them the courtesy of showering like a normal human being.” He says and I fight back a tiny smile. 

“So what do you do for fun?”

He asks. “Other than party and fuck.” 

I narrow my eyes at him. 

“I workout. I like shopping.” I say and he chuckles. 

“What?” I ask and he sets his shovel down. 

“Shopping. What a hobby.” He says sarcastically and I shoot him dagger with my eyes. 

“Sorry I don’t like to roll in the grass and inhale horse shit.” I say and he laughs. 

“What else do you like?” He asks. 

I don’t know why but it embarrasses me that o don’t have any real hobbies. Ones that would actually be taken seriously anyways.

“How old are you and Kane?” I ask, driving the conversation away from the subject. 

“I’m twenty one. Kane is twenty three” he says. 

“Youre eighteen right?” He asks. 

I nod.

“Nice. Legal ass.” He says and I roll my eyes. 

“Is being a douche bag your main hobby?” I ask and he laughs. 

“Sometimes” he says and then nods to the handles on the wheelbarrow. 

“Time to haul some shit princess.” 

——

After the stables are done , he takes me out to feed to the pigs. While I don’t like the mess or smell of the animals. I smile as I listen to the snorts and squeals of the pigs as they wait for him to dump the food into the trough. 

He shows me the rest of the farm.  The cows. The chickens. The goats and the lambs. 

I smile as an orange cat comes prancing around the barn and runs over to me and runs between my legs and around them. 

“A cat?” I ask as I bend over to pet the orange cat. 

“Yeah. We got a few. They catch the mice.” Gage says as he bends down and picks up the orange cat and holds it to his chest and rubs behind its ears. 

“This is Hank” he says. 

“Hank? You named your cat Hank?” I ask as I stroke the cats back. 

“Yes.” He says and I fight another smile. 

I hated that Gage was growing on me when he wasn’t making sexual jokes.  That he’d somehow made the transition of living with strangers fairly easy. Treating me like ive been around for months. 

—

Once we’re done in the barn , the guys let me be the first to shower. 

“Save some hot water for us” Archer gripes and I roll my eyes. 

After my shower I take out my hair dryer and blow dry my hair and then get dressed and do my makeup. 

I put on a white cami and a black thong and a pair of short little light denim shorts and a pair of tan colored wedges. I loved the way hers made my legs look. Like they were miles long. 

I pull my hair up into a sleek pony and then head downstairs. 

“You’re not wearing that.” Archer says as I walk into the room where him and the boys sit on separate loveseats. 

I let out a short laugh and ignore him as I walk into the kitchen. Grabbing an apple from a small bowl and taking a bite. 

When I turn Archer is there and lick the juice from the apple off my lip as his jaw ticks. 

“What?” I ask and then chew the rest of my bite of apple. 

“You’re not wearing a bra.” He says. 

I cock a bra. 

“How can you tell?” I ask. Purposely making him more uncomfortable. What was with people being so offended by a woman’s nipples? I wanted him to say it. Wanted him to admit that he looked at them. My nipples fighting with me as they harden as if to scream “yeah! Look at us!”.

“Lacey.” He says , his voice carrying a warning. A warning that makes his voice even more gruff and it skids down my chest and tweaks my nipples even more. 

“I don’t wear bras.” I say. 

“They’re uncomfortable and serve no real purpose.” I say.  Which was a lie. I wore bras. Just not for function. I wore them when I knew someone would be taking my clothes off and seeing it. But otherwise , my b cup breasts sat nicely and were perky and fucking cute. I liked the way my tops looked clinging to my bare chest. 

“Then put a fucking shirt on.” He says. 

“I’m already wearing one” I say of my thin tank top that clings to me and bares inches of skin , the crop of it only sitting inches below my breasts. 

He exhales through his nose harshly. 

“You can’t tell me what to wear. And can’t make me cover up. They’re just nipples.” I say and his eyes flare and his nostrils do too. 

“Nice ones too” Gage says from the side and Kane beside him gives him another whack on the back of his head. 

“What?” He laughs and rubs his head. 

“She’s got a nice set” Gage says and now his father is the one to scold him. 

“Gage!” He yells and I fight back a laugh as Gage flinches , waiting for an incoming slap that doesn’t come. 

“Whatever. You’re both weird.” I say and then jut my chin towards Gage. 

“Take me into town?” I ask. 

“I’ll take you anywhere princess” he winks and his father grumbles and Kane shakes his head and I hold back my laughter. Letting Gage be a perv , if only because it makes his father pissed. 

—-

“Does Kane not talk?” I ask as I sit in the passenger side of his truck as we go into town. Passing by miles of open fields before we hit the main road into town. 

“He does. Just not often.” Gage says and I look out my window as he changes the station. 

“He hasn’t been laid in awhile.” Gage says. 

“Huh?” I ask and turn my head. “Who? Kane?” 

Gage laughs. “No. That fucker gets plenty of ass. I meant my dad.”

“Oh.” I say and my brown pinch. “Didn’t need to know that. But alright.”

“It’s why he can’t handle your pretty tits” he says and I roll my eyes, but fuck if I don’t like him complimenting my tits and calling them pretty. 

“And you can handle them? Cause you fuck a lot while you do all your camping and hiking?” I ask and he laughs.  

“I can handle them.” He says. “And would like to actually handle them too” he says and I reach over and slap his arm with the back of my hand. 

“Youre such a perv” I say with a laugh. 

“And you’re a little tease” he says and I narrow my eyes at him. 

“No I’m not” I argue. 

“Yeah you are. You know exactly what you’re doing wearing that top. Those tiny little shorts. Fucking teasing dicks.” He says and I roll my eyes. 

“Sorry that men are such dogs that I can’t wear a tank top and shorts in the summer”

I say and he just smiles out the windshield as he drives into town. Cute little shops lining the road. Cars and trucks parked along side the road. People sitting outside store front in chairs just watching other people walk around and enjoying the sun. 

“Bark bark baby” Gage says and I laugh as we hop out of the truck. 

I don’t miss the way people stare at me. Dressing a little more provocatively than they’re probably used to. But it was fucking summer. 

“Hey Gage, who’s you’re pretty lady friend?” An older man says from behind the counter of the little diner we just walked into. 

“Gable , this is Lacey, Lacey, this Gable, he makes a mean waffle.” Gage says and I smile politely at the older man who is only looking at my face. So I decide I like this sweet old man. 

“Nice to meet you Gable” I say and he gives me another smile. 

“Pleasure is mine sweetheart” he says. 

“You two eatin here or taking it to go?” Gable asks and then seats us for here when Gage tells him we’re staying. 

“He’s adorable” I say as the older man walks away. 

“That your type?” Gage asks. 

I give him a kick under the table And he laughs. 

—

After we eat breakfast , or more like a brunch since it’s almost eleven am, Gage take to a small shoe store , where he helps me pick out a pair of sneakers and a pair of work boots.

We go in a few other shops. I pick up a few tshirts and at Gage’s insistence. A few flannels as well. I pick up some things at the little shop they have with a pharmacy tucked inside and grab an extra box of condoms when I watch Gage pluck two off the shelf.  He looks at me and lifts a brow. 

“What?” I laugh. 

He smiles and looks down at me. 

“Nothing princess” he says and lifts the basket into one hand and pats my head with the other. 

“Glad you play safe” he says and shove his hand away from my head and roll my eyes. 

We run into a few guys outside the store as we leave. And much like Gage, I can tell they think my tits are “pretty” too with how poorly they avoid looking at them. 

“You and Kane coming tonight?” One of the guys asks. Gage nods. 

“Yep” he answers. 

“What about you? You coming tonight?” One of the guys asks me. And I cock my brow. 

“Where?” I ask. 

“No. She’s not.” Gage says and side steps.  Putting me partially behind him and my brows pinch as I shove him aside. The other guys laugh. 

“Going to the bar.” One says. 

“Oh” I say. 

“She’s not twenty one” Gage says and the others laugh. 

“Like that ever stopped any of us” one of the guys says and gives me a too friendly smile. His eyes taking me in slowly. Scanning me up and down. 

“You should come. I’ll buy you a drink” the guy says and I give a little smile. 

“Two.” I say. Making him and his friend laugh and making Gage push me along and away from them. 

“Two!” The guy calls after me and I look over my shoulder and grin , biting my lip. 

“You’re not going” Gage says and I laugh. 

“Didn’t know you were my daddy Gage” I say and he turns and looks at me.  His brow lifting. 

“I’ll have you calling me daddy little girl” he says and scrunch my nose. 

“Pervert” I say and he smiles and we walk back to his truck.