I tipped forward and groaned into his shoulder as he stroked me hard and fast, sending me hurtling towards my orgasm at the speed of light. “You’d get so wound up, wouldn’t you? I bet you’d be able to come untouched too. Just on my cock or my fingers. Fuck, I bet you’d look so sweet like that.”
I gasped out as I came, my release catching me by surprise as I pumped cum all over his fingers, bliss enveloping me as my body tingled deliciously. Or maybe that was the result of kneeling on the floor for so long. Either way, it was good.
“Well done,” he said, kissing the side of my head. “Feel better now?”
“Yeah. I don’t think I can think at all.”
“You did such a good job. I love when you come for me, Danny. You always sound so good.” Another kiss and I breathed in deeply, not wanting this moment to end.
But it would have to, because I had to go to Charlie’s. I’d be thinking about this all night, though.
“What are you doing tonight?” I asked, turning my head slightly so I could kiss Ezra properly. Because I needed a proper kiss.
“Not much,” he said. “You can message me later and tell me what happened.”
“Thanks.”
“And if it’s truly horrible, you can send me an SOS and I’ll call you faking an emergency.”
“Oh yeah, pretend to be Gaz from number forty-two. You can say my grandad’s in trouble with Tracy again. I’ll know what that means.”
“I’m going to need to hear that story,” he said with a chuckle as he kissed me and slowly pulled back to grab more tissues. “Who is Tracy and why do she and Grandad have beef?”
I grinned as I took a tissue from him, feeling a bit less like I was about to head to my doom. “All right, for this you have to know the full story, and it begins back in, like, ninety-seven when my grandad was apparently trying to grow sunflowers. And I don’t know if this is true, because I wasn’t born, but he swears it happened. Anyway…”
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
Danny
“Oh my God,Danny! You didn’t need to bring me flowers,” Amanda said as I handed her the enormous bouquet I’d managed to pick up on the way home.
“Yeah, well, someone has to bring you them,” I said, giving her a half hug and stepping into the house. “And it’s not gonna be Charlie, is it?”
“Oi! I heard that,” Charlie said, sticking his head around the living room door and glaring at me.
“You were meant to. Maybe it’ll give you some encouragement.”
Amanda laughed, the thin golden bangles on her wrist jangling as she pushed back her long dark curls. I still had no idea how Charlie had managed to land someone like her, but at least he realised how fucking lucky he was. Because as much as I liked trying to take the piss out of him for being a bad boyfriend, we all knew it was a joke since Charlie seemed to be trying to set the gold standard for boyfriends everywhere.
He adored Amanda and treated her like she was the centre of the universe. When they did get married, I knew his speech was going to end with all of us in tears because he’d have so much to say about why he loved her. I was going to need to make sure I packed extra tissues. Or maybe some of those fancy handkerchiefs. I bet Ezra could tell me where to find some.
“Thank you,” Amanda said, shifting the bouquet into the crook of one arm and gesturing into the house. “Go on in and sit down. Charlie’ll get you a drink. Jessica’s here too and really looking forward to seeing you again.” She smiled at me encouragingly and I nodded, trying my best not to grimace as my stomach turned.
“Cool, yeah, Charlie mentioned she was coming,” I said. “And don’t worry, I can get myself a drink. It’s not like I don’t know where everything is.”
“Nah, it’s fine. I’ll get you one. You go and sit down,” Charlie said. He’d appeared behind me like some fucking stalker to retrieve Amanda’s flowers, and now he was making shooing motions towards me like he hoped that’d get me to move. It kind of reminded me of the way people waved their arms at geese to get them to sod off.
I shivered slightly. I fucking hated geese. Nasty bastards the lot of them.
Charlie was also now giving me encouraging looks, and I resisted the urge to turn around and walk straight out the door. After my experience with Ezra in his office, I was now ten thousand percent sure I didn’t want to go out with Jessica. But if I left, Charlie would chase me down and confront me, and then everything would come spewing out, projectile style.
The only thing I could do was get through tonight, then make sure it never happened again.
“Yeah, all right,” I said, looking between their eager faces. Fuck me, maybe it was a good thing they didn’t know I was gay,or they’d find every queer man they knew and try and set me up. I needed Charlie to propose ASAFuckingP so they could stop focusing on me and start planning the wedding. At least that would distract them for a while until they asked me if I wanted to bring a date.
Maybe they’d go for a small wedding. Like ten people. Then it wouldn’t matter if I was single or not.
I turned and walked into the living room, plastering a smile on my face and dialling the charm up to eleven. “Hey,” I said as Jessica looked up from her phone to see who it was, her blonde hair glowing slightly in the lamp light. “How’re you? Nice to see you again.”
