I shift somewhat in my seat, just visualizing the next part. “You enter the shower, shut the door, and you come up behind me.”
Farrow goes still. “Behind you?” Maybe he expected me to bend him over and pound the fuck out of him—and while that’s a good one, it’s nottheone.
“Yeah.” Our breaths are heavier, my skin flush. Veins pulse in my semi-hard cock. “I’m rubbing myself, and your palm usually encases my fist on the wall. Your chest up against my back.”
Farrow has to drop his hand off my seat. He rests it on his thigh by the bulge in his black pants.
I stretch my head back, my muscles flexed and burning. I keep hardening. “After that, you do different things every time. Jerking me off, kneeling down, and sometimes I have you against the wall and I take you from behind. But occasionally…” I shift again. “You’re inside of me.”
“Wow,” Farrow breathes, “I rocked your teenage world, didn’t I?”
I flash him an annoyed smile. “I’m limp now. Thank you for that.”
Farrow glances at the hard outline in my jeans. “Your erection saysyou’re a fucking liar.”
“Don’t speak for my cock,” I retort, trying not to smile. He’s near-laughter, and then he drives onto our street.
We’re in the garage in a matter of seconds. Closed and secure. Hidden from the public. The only threat is Quinn in the security’s townhouse.
Farrow shuts off the ignition. We unbuckle our seatbelts. As we turn, our eyes collide first, unrestrained and pulsing withwantandneed—our lips meet. My tongue parting his, and I edge deeper. Our hands wrestling with each other’s buttons and zippers.
He seizes my shaft in thebestgrip known to man. Farrow has a way with his hands that completely, utterly, massivelyannihilatesme. I break the kiss just to mutter, “Fuck.”
He sucks the base of my neck and nips my flesh.Yes.
Fuck yes.
I stroke his impressive, literal mouth-watering length, pre-cum slick against my palm. I catch a glimpse of his tattooed fingers wrapped around me—my mouth opens, a guttural groan plastered in my lungs.
Fuck me.
Farrow clutches my jaw with his other hand, and he eats up my expression.Consumingmy narrowed forest-greens that growlfuck me.He grits down, nose flaring. His chest rising and falling heavily.
Our pace increases, the friction like a blissful scorching hell. My head tries to loll back.Fuckfuckfuck.I come, and as a deep groan rumbles through Farrow, I realize that he comes by watching me hit a peak.
Both of us shirtless,pants zipped and cleaned up, I tell Farrow towaitbefore he climbs out of my Audi. He eases his door closed and plants his ass back on the seat. What I’m about to do—I’veneverdone before. It seems so small and infinitesimal compared to sex, but it’s not to me.
Farrow’s brows furrow. “What is it?”
I gather all the confidence I own. Which is a hell of a lot. “I got you something.”
“You got me something?” he repeats.
“Based oneveryromantic movieever, it seemed like the right thing to do.” I pop open my glove compartment, and I collect a black box about the size of a necklace case. “It’s not expensive, so lower your expectations.”
“Hey, I have no expectations.” Farrow rubs the back of his neck and then takes the box from me. “I’m genuinely shocked right now.” His mouth starts curving. “How did you even get this without me noticing?”
“There’s this thing called online shopping,” I say, “and they deliver the goods to your house, and then when security rifles through my mail—namelyyou—they don’t touch anythingpostmarkedMaximoff Hale X.” Creepy bastards send me mail under my name, so I always add theXto my personal purchases.
His smile expands. “Such a precious smartass.” He pops the lid off the box, and he laughs. “As I was saying.” He lifts up a gray and black triangular patch.
The stitched words read:Asshole Merit Badge.
I motion to the patch. “For the amount of awards you’ve given me:valor,honesty,integrity,resourcefulness,humility—I thought you must’ve been feeling lonely withzeroof your own.”
He can’t stop smiling. He rubs his mouth a few times, but that smile is not vanishing any fucking time soon. He laughs and nods repeatedly. “You want me to join your little wolf scout club.”
“Maybe.” I breathe fully, happiness spreading across my face. Clear and free. Something light lives inside of me.
