Taboo (Merle Dixon x OFC)

Chapter 20

Yawning, I rubbed the crust from my eyes and let them flutter open. The sun streaming through the window shade illuminated the room in choppy shadows, and the first thing I did was reach for Merle. I frowned when I felt the empty spot next to me, but my lips turned up into a smile when I smelled coffee.

"Merle?" I called, my voice cracking with sleepiness.

"Just a minute!" he answered from somewhere else in the cabin.

I heard the bathroom sink come on for a few seconds, then turn off abruptly. The door opened after a few more seconds, then Merle's footsteps pounded down the hall as he came towards his room.

"Do I smell coffee?" I asked, clearing my throat of morning gunk.

"Yup." Merle stepped through the doorway, grinning like an idiot on his way to the dresser. "Got lotsa things ta do t'day. Got moonshine ta play with and fruit ta pick. My weed needs checkin' up on, too. Need my overalls."

Bending over, he ripped open the bottom drawer of the dresser with more force than was necessary. His movements were jerky and uncoordinated. He seemed super excitable as he yanked out the overalls and slammed the drawer shut.

I could tell immediately Merle was high on coke. I also knew that's what he had been doing in the bathroom when I yelled his name the first time. I knew I didn't have to worry about him unless he got pissed off. He was cocky as hell when he was high, but he was also a lot of fun.

"Merle?" I said his name again so he would look at me. I wanted to see how bad his eyes looked, see how high he actually was.

"Hmm?" He held up the folded overalls, letting them fall open before him.

As soon as Merle turned to look at me, I knew he was high as fuck. His eyes were red-rimmed, glassy, bloodshot and dilated to hell. There were barely noticeable white powder rings around his nostrils, too. I knew this day was going to be adventurous as fuck.

"Got some remnants," I teased, wiping at my nose to give him a clue.

"Huh?" Merle blinked his eyes, looking confused.

"Powder," I stated, pointing at his face. "On yer nose."

"Oh! Duh!" He rubbed it with his palm, successfully removing the evidence. He snorted at whatever was still lingering behind, then chuckled at himself. "Like I said, lots ta do t'day. Needed some extra energy. Cocaine is the way ta do it! Works every time!"

"I didn't ask fer an explanation." I giggled at his stupid grin. "But I was curious as ta how high ya are so I know what part o' yer sex drive I'm dealin' with t'day."

Merle laughed heartily, tossing his overalls on the end of the bed. "Yer gonna be dealin' with dominant Merle, sweet cheeks! T'day, I'm gonna tan yer hide with my hand! Maybe somethin' else, too, if there's anythin' in reach at the time. We'll see." Snickering, he undid his pants and pushed them down. "Yer gonna have big fuckin' welts all over yer perfect ass. Sound good? Wanna play with me t'day? Wanna go pick fruit with me? Hmm?"

Dominant Merle sounded great to me. I knew he'd be super rough today. I would have no trouble getting him to do extra kinky things.

"Slow down, big boy," I giggled out, watching him pull on his overalls and fasten them. "We got all day ta play. But yeah, I wanna go with ya. Need some coffee and breakfast first, though."

"I already ate. I been up a while. Already been in the shed, too," he let me know, smirking. "I know ya need ta eat, though. I wouldn't make ya go out there without fuel fer yer body. I made ya a lil plate and tucked it away."

"High on coke and still thinkin' 'bout my needs." I smiled. "That's cute."

"Stop, woman. Dominant Merle ain't soft. He just does what needs ta be done." Merle winked and held out his hand. "C'mon, beautiful. Get up. Coffee's fresh. I was gonna wake ya up, but now I ain't gotta."