A giggle leaves her mouth that quickly turns into a gasp when that hand begins rubbing tight circles around her clit. Her moans begin to crescendo, her body meeting mine with every thrust–until she suddenly goes still.
“What happened?” I ask, concerned.
“There’s someone down there,” she whispers, looking toward the rink where the zamboni runs over the ice.
“It’s okay. He wears headphones and never looks up.” I slowly begin moving again.
When she doesn’t push back, I reel her back into focusing on me. My hands toying with her clit and nipples, her body slowly beginning to relax for me, “Just focus on me, Baby. I can feel how close you are.”
“Your body was made for me.” I continue to encourage as those telltale tingles begin at the base of my spine, and her pussy begins to tighten.
“Give it to me, Harls.” Her body seizes and she begins to scream my name, but I quiet her again with my palm, taking me over the edge with her.
She whimpers as I pull myself from her, heading to the bar to grab some napkins to clean us up.
“That was fun,” she says as we redress.
“It was, we could do it again sometime.”
“Sounds like you want to get caught.” She smirks as I unlock the door and guide her toward the parking garage to my Tacoma.
“Not that Iwantto get caught, but it’s the thrill of potentially getting caught.”
“Like New Years?”
“Yes, like New Years.” I open the door of the truck, helping her inside and buckling her seatbelt.
“I can do that myself, you know?” she goads.
“I know, but I like to do it for you.” I peck her lips before taking my seat behind the wheel and driving us back to my place.
Chapter 20
One Happy Dude
Harley
Missing Darcy’s baby shower is one of the biggest regrets I have from the fallout that was my relationship with Benji. Now sitting here with my best friends as we tie up party favors, setting up food and decor for Hayden’s first birthday party, I feel that regret slowly lifting off my shoulders. I’m here now, and I’ve got a man who encourages me to spend time with my friends.
Darcy and Rose–Tatum’s mom have brought the theme “One Happy Dude” to life with the smiley face, checkerboards mixed with yellows envelop the beach house. The guys took Hayden and Bella out for lunch so we could focus on getting everything set up.
“Everything looks so good!” Kodi claps as she rounds the kitchen hallway, a stack of presents wrapped haphazardly in her arms.
“Who… Wrapped those?” Sin asks, her nose scrunched in distaste.
“My son’s father did his best, okay? He asked me not to help.” Darcy volleys back. I know it’s driving her nuts that she couldn’t go back and rewrap the gifts.
“Alrighty then.” I choke on a laugh.
“An hour until party time and everything except the foods that need to stay chilled are set out, wine and girl talk on the deck?” Enid suggests, from the other side of the room, where she just finished setting up the photo area.
“Yes, please. Red or white?” Darcy asks as she pulls both bottles from the fridge. Red is almost a unanimous decision, aside from Kodi, who stays suspiciously quiet as we walk out to the deck, all taking our seats on the wooden furniture.
Darcy passes glasses to each of us, then pours a hefty amount of wine into each of our tumblers.
“Trying to get us drunk before your child’s party?” Sin teases.
“Eh, just something to take the edge off before I have topeople.” Darcy shrugs, and we all chuckle at her response.
