“Like the dating kind of together or the fucking around kind of together?”
“Dating. Hell, she’s my girlfriend.” I guess I’ve never had what most people would consider a real girlfriend. Only fuck buddies. “She’s on her way over so be ready to hit the road when she gets here.” No way Brantley and Drake are sticking around to cockblock me.
I fucked Ashlyn in a bathroom while she held on to a sink. Not my best work. But tonight I’ll make good on my promise to take my time with her. She’s going to scream my name all night long.
The sound at the door wakes my dick and it twitches with excitement. He knows what’s about to go down—me. And with any luck, Ashlyn. I would love to watch her lush pink lips slide up and down my cock.
“I got it.” Brantley bolts toward the door.
A part of me doesn’t want him talking to her. The thoughts of him and Drake looking at Ashlyn and possibly getting ideas about things they can do with her makes my blood boil. I know those fuckers and how their heads—and dicks—think.
This one doesn’t get passed around or shared. Ever. I’ll kill them if they ask.
“Well, hell-lo, Ashlyn.” Motherfucker doesn’t need to take that tone with my girl. And he doesn’t need to be looking her over like that.
“Forget it, Brantley. This one is off-limits. Don’t even ask or I will beat you into the ground.”
“You ain’t beating nothing, not even your meat, you one-armed motherfucker.”
Ashlyn is confused but Brantley and Drake know and understand my meaning. “I won’t always be in a sling.”
“We know better than to infringe on this one.” Brantley turns to Ashlyn and offers his hand. Just a simple handshake and I can barely even stand the thought of him touching her. “Brantley Daniels. It’s been a while. And this is Drake Evans.”
“I remember you both. Good to see y’all again.”
“How’s your friend Brittany?” Brantley and Drake both grin when he says her name. I guess they have some fond memories of that night too. Brittany was the first woman Brantley and Drake shared. She was the start of it all.
“Married with her first baby on the way. A little boy.”
Brantley frowns. “All the hot ones are married and pushing out kids.” I anticipate him addingand ruining their tight pussies foreversince that’s what he usually says about women giving birth. But he doesn’t and I’m grateful.
I once had the same thoughts but I feel differently about the prospect of having a baby with Ashlyn. It’s something I’d only want with her. No one else.
Drake moves toward the door. “We’re going to take off. I suspect you’re in the right hands with NurseGoodbodyhere but call if you need anything.”
Brantley and Drake aren’t gone a minute too soon; I’m dying to be alone with my girl.
I hold out my hand to Ashlyn. “Come to me.”
I need to feel her. Hold her. Kiss her. It’s been a full day since we were together. My body is in withdrawal, screaming for her touch.
She sits next to me on the sofa. It’s too far away so I pull her over on to my lap. “Careful, Owen. Your shoulder.”
“It’s fine.” Hurts like a motherfucker but I don’t feel the pain when I look at Ashlyn.
I grasp the back of her neck and pull her in for a kiss. Mmm… she tastes like mint. Her tongue is soft, warm, and wet as it glides against mine. My dick convulses as I think about what it would feel like if she licked the pre-cum leaking from the tip. “It’s been too long since I saw you.”
“I know. I didn’t think I’d get through work today. I even considered telling my nurse manager I was sick and needed to leave.” I’m happy to know she missed me too.
“I barely slept; I couldn’t stop thinking about how much I wanted you in my bed. I fantasized about it all night.” I bury my nose in the nape of her hair and inhale. She always smells so good. Vanilla and peaches.
“It seems like we’d be used to being apart.” Wrong. I have longed for Ashlyn to be near me since I was discharged from the surgery center yesterday.
Fuck being apart. We’re never going back to that place. “I don’t want to spend another day of my life away from you.”
That dire expression I saw on her face yesterday reappears. “I hope you still mean that later tonight.”
Tonight changes nothing. I want this girl forever. “Of course I’ll still mean it. I always will.”