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“I could give it a try,” Cash says, and Ford beams.
“Fuck yes, you can because it was hot, right?” Ford says, shifting in his seat with a groan. “It wasso fucking hot.”
Just that throaty sound has my entire body flaring with need, and I press down on my hard cock with the heel of my hand.
“What do we tell your dad?” Cash asks and then runs a hand down his face. “Fuck.”
“We don’t tell him, we can’t,” I say almost desperately. “He can’t ever know.”
Ford rolls his eyes. “He won’t care. He was wild in college before your mom—”
“He will. He so will,” I say and then stand up. “If you tell him, it’s over. I wouldn’t be able to live with myself. It would ruin everything. So it needs to stay a secret.”
“Ugh, secrets are the worst, and I’m the worst at keeping them,” Ford says, and Cash nods.
“He really is.”
“You’ve made it the past several weeks. You can do it for a while longer,” I say, my voice firm, and Ford’s shoulders sag.
“Yeah, fine. Okay, but don’t blame me if this shit gets out. I warned you.”
Cash eyes his friend and then reiterates once more. “So, just so we’re clear. We’re exclusive. You don’t fuck anyone else and neither do we.”
I nod my head. “Yeah, that works.”
He nods. “Alright, good talk. We gotta get to work.”
Ford grumbles under his breath, but stands up, and the two of them head out. I just sit there at that kitchen table and press my hands to my cheeks. I cannot believe this is my life. I can’t believe this is happening.
CHAPTERTWELVE
FORD
Work is dragging. I feel like I’m going to combust. I just want to go home and sink into Ben, to feel his ass contract around my cock and milk my cum from it. But at the same time, I also want to hold him, to kiss my way across his neck and feel his heartbeat under my palm. I want more than just sex with Ben, but right now, that’s all he’s willing to give us.
I can tell Cash is feeling antsy too because he’s a little more spacey than normal. Several times throughout the day he’s dropped tools, and more than once I’ve caught him staring at the wall.
I bet he’s reliving those moments with Ben last night.
I know I am. They’re on a loop, just going round and round in my brain. The sight of him stretched out beneath me, how wrecked Cash looked as Ben sucked his cock. God. That was a sight. Better than the Seven Wonders of the World. Ben and Cash fucking is glorious. The three of us together—spectacular.
I adjust myself in my work coveralls and grab a wrench. I need to focus so we can get this shit done and go home. To Ben. Who I’m sure is waiting for us with a hard dick. If there’s anything I know about him, it’s that he’s a total slut for it.
“What’s up with you two?” Dean asks as he approaches, wiping his greasy hands on a stained rag. Cash jolts at his voice and nearly bangs his head on the propped up hood of the car we’re working on. “Yeah, like this weird shit. You’ve both been distracted and clumsy. What is it? It’s not your parents again?” Dean asks Cash who just runs a hand through his hair.
“No, fuck. It’s not them.”
Dean bobs his head and then cocks it to the side in worry. “Yeah, okay, sorry. Shouldn’t have mentioned them, but I was worried maybe they were up to their old shit again.”
“No, not at the moment. And it’s fine, man. Just a lot on my mind at the moment.”
“Not Claire?”
“Fuck no.”
Dean nods, and I feel something like guilt move through me before it disappears entirely. I can reason this thing with Ben away in my mind. I can come up with a hundred different excuses of why we’re not telling Dean. Initially, this wasn’t exclusive, just a bit of harmless fun. Plus, he’s an adult and he can do whatever he wants.
And what he wants is me and Cash.
