#wthhhhhh

it’s Friday morning, and the diner is peaceful. Only rob- one of the daily customers was sitting at the very end of the counter, drinking his cappuccino and reading lazily about the news in our little city, Mossmere.

A small town in west Washington, hidden by the woods with about 2000 inhabitants, a police department, 2 grocery stores, a post office and a diner. Everyone knows Everyone.

Some say it’s nice, you say it’s awful. You can’t go anywhere without being greeted, questioned and criticized.

But there’s this one exception, that makes it worthy living here. Gator Tillman, the sheriffs son who looks ridiculously handsome.

Those brown big puppy eyes, hair hidden under his cap and the police vest that never seems so slip off him.

He gets his black coffee at the diner you work at every morning, and makes some small talk.

„Hey pretty lady, gottin‘ the whole city in here, yeah?“

„y‘should wear you’re hair down more often, suits you, y‘know?“

„y‘know, come here everyday for the good coffee, but this view makes me stay a little longer“

He exactly knows how to make you blush, and you hate it. You hate it cause he talks like that to every girl he gets the chance to talk to. The diner is the hotspot of this rainy town, so every hushed conversation, finds their way trough the red Glassdoor, infront of you.

As you clean some tables, the bell above the door rings. The sound of heavy boots is beeing heard and the light breeze of mint can be smelled.

His deep voice cuts trough the peaceful silence „Thought I’d get this view under other circumstances“ He said, voice raspy and deep due to this early hour. You turned around, rolling your eyes at his cocky comment „do you greet every woman like this?“. He smirked „y‘know i only talk like that with 5'4 ft tall brunettes clothed in a diner uniform.“

You chuckled, feeling your cheeks getting warmer. „Black coffee with no Sugar coming.“ you said, following your work after all. You began to make his coffee as he leaned against the counter „y‘know me so well.“ he smiled. „f‘course i do, there are not many orders to be known in this small town.“ you said, attention at the coffee machine.

As you got his coffee ready and handed it to him, he cleared his throat. „y‘know.. i was just wondering if you would like to do something after your shift? Maybe meet up at a bar or somethin‘.“ he shyly asked, as if not every women in Mossmere would’ve dreamed of that question.

A bit taken aback, you nodded „sure. My shift ends at five.“. He grinned and slowly walked away „I’ll pick you up at five, then.“

The hours passed quickly as you started to get nervous. The outfit i picked today is so not sexy. What if I’m gonna start rambling and can’t stop? To wich Bar is he even taking me? There is not even a good bar here. Your thoughts got interrupted by the bell ringing and your co-worker, Candice appeared. „Thought I’d come by a little earlier“ she smiled, disappearing behind the "STUFF ONLY" door.

You quickly looked at the big clock at the wall behind you, 4:45pm. he’s here in 15 minutes. You nervously waited for Candice to take over the diner, so you could change into your normal clothes.

As Candace came by, you were faster at the lockers than anyone could even say gator Tillman. You changed into your jeans and your longsleeve as you brushed your hair to make you look a little decent after an 8 hour shift.

As you made your way to the front door, you could already see his pickup truck parked infront of the diner, and him smoking a cigarette leaning against it.

You made your way over to him, while he flicked his cigarette away to open the passenger door for you „what a gentleman“ you smiled while he grinned.

„You look good. Told ya’ hair down suits you better.“ he still grinned while slipping into the truck by himself. „Thank you… Sooo.. where are we going now?“ you asked, watching him from the side. „I thought about Blackmere tavern, if it’s too crowded we could also grab something and drive over to the lake, y’know? Nice view and all.“ he causally said while only driving with one hand on the steering wheel. You just nodded „sounds good. Never really liked the tavern anyway.“

And that’s how you found yourself sitting on the hood of gators car, some cheap liquid standing between you with a beautiful view ahead. The forest around you seemed to be quiet for now, the dark blue water of the Blackmere river splits between the pebbles as you both watched it go back and forth. fog hanging just above the ground as the clouds come by to soak in the last few minutes of the afternoon.

„You bringin' every girl here?“ you asked jokingly, but regretting it later by his looks. „Actually, no. Never bringin‘ girls anywhere other than the police station“ he chuckled as you joined him.

„So I’m the special one, huh?“ you said low, watching his every move. He turned his head to you, his eyes softening immediately „f‘course you are. y‘always were“ he said, drowning in the intense eye contact.

„Good to know.“ you silently brought over your lips as something changed in the way he looked at you now. „I could stare at you for hours.“ he suddenly said, eyes wandering over your face. You feel your belly burning and grin. „I got time. But I don’t know if I could stand it, y‘know? Beeing watched by those pretty eyes that always make me feel.. dizzy“ you whispered, feeling your body magically moving to him.

„Hmm.“ he hummed, eyes staring now at your lips as he pushed a hair behind your ear and leaving his hand there, resting on your cheek. He couldn’t help it anymore and pressed his lips onto yours, putting his everything in it.

The kiss wasn’t soft, quite the opposite, it was full of need, want and desire. You needed some time to register what’s happening as you kissed him back with ten times more force and lust.

Your hands found your way to his cap as you slowly lifted it and let it fall beside him, fingers running trough his brown hair now. He pulled you into his lap as you straddled him. You started rolling your hips against his as he broke the kiss.

„Let’s get inside“ he nodded towards his truck as you nodded. taking his hand as you careful slide off the hood, and thankfully take his hand again to get in the back of his truck.

It all happened fast, clothes flew trough the truck, lips on necks, fingers tracing the outlines of body’s and hums of approval could be heard.

You now lay underneath him as he carefully unbuttoned your jeans, you helping him by lifting your hips as he stripped it off. Both of you only left in your underwear, he looks at you, waiting for your permission.

You eagerly nod as you could feel the wetness between your legs already sulking trough your slip. He waited no second longer, stripping it off, and his eyes now darken even more by the view in front of him.

„So fuckin‘ Beautiful.“ he murmured, tracing two fingers over your clit. You wince by his cold touch, needing him even more now.

„Gator, need you.“ you purr, legs already spreading to make some place for him. He grinned as he hovered over you again, kissing your neck „hmm, need me huh?“ he whispered between kisses as you nodded.

You could feel the bulge of his boxers and started rubbing yourself against it, wich made him groan „so desperate to feel my cock deep buried inside of you, darlin‘?“

He pulled his boxers down, cock springing free as you got even more wetter than before if that’s even possible. He placed himself as the tip of his cock touched your entry slowly, too slow. „Gator..“ you groaned desperately. He smirked while he pushed inside you slowly.

The both of you moaned at the feeling. „So fuckin‘ tight“ he groaned, watching your face. „And so fuckin’ wet fo’me. Fuck“ He pushed into you, till there wasn’t any left, and let you get comfortable with his length. You couldn’t help it anymore and started rolling your hips against his again to get him moving. He immediate pulled out, just to thrust into you way harder, unexpected.

You moaned and found grip in his back, scratching your nails along his scapula what brought you some pretty noises out of him you could never forget.

„Fuckin' you so good, huh?“ he murmured, thrusting in and out, letting his head fall into the nape of your neck, where he started soaking on your skin. You nodded and moaned at his soaking, knowing it’s gonna leave marks.

„Gator, I can’t take it long anymore“ you moan into his ear, wich only made him speed up, „come fo‘me, baby, clench around my dick and moan my fuckin‘name“ he breathed letting his finger slide to your clit, circulating it.

You’re high came in seconds, your whole body twitching, back arching up and toes curling as you clench around his dick, moaning his name like prayers. Not long after you, he came aswell, filling you up with his cum and slowly fucking your high out.

Exhausted, he lets himself lay in the nape of your neck, still buried deep inside of you. „Fuck“ he whispered, still breathing heavily. You grin, still out of breath, finding your fingers in his hair.

„So fuckin‘ good“ he whispered. „Yeah“ you said, still catching your breath as you both just lay there, in the back of his truck.