Chapter 26

Brodie is right. Emma shows up everywhere I am. She doesn’t seem to care when Brodie is with me. Her flirting is over the top, just like every year she’s here. I’ve always been friendly and enjoyed teaching her to surf, but it’s never been more than that. She’s a clingy one, and that’s not what I’ve ever looked for. Thankfully, Brodie is not taking her seriously and ignores her.

I squeeze past Stacey to get to my seat on the bench in our usual corner of the pub. “She has no shame. She keeps staring at you. I don’t know how you’re keeping your cool.”

“By ignoring her. She’ll get the message eventually. As long as she doesn’t annoy Brodie, I can deal.”

“Where’s Brodie anyway?” Stacey asks.

“He’ll be here soon. He was on a Zoom call with the architect designing the gym.”

“I hope he hurries up because Emma is on her way here.”

“Oh, for fuck’s sake.” I pick up my pint and take a long drink from it.

“Hello again, Ivan. On your own tonight? Doesn’t your latest fuck buddy know you have a short attention span? He shouldn’t leave you alone.” She tries to get past Stacey, but my friend won’t budge. Instead, she crosses her arms and glowers.

“Brodie knows he’s the only man I’m interested in.” I look away from her and towards the door just as it opens and my gorgeous man steps inside.

“Good job I’m a woman, then. I still stand a chance.” She laughs and tries to get past Stacey again. “Would you move? I’d like to sit down.”

“No, this is for town residents only.” Stacey holds her space.

“I’ve been coming here long enough to count as a local. I’m sure Ivan will vouch for me. Won’t you, baby?”

Brodie is directly behind her. “I’m the only one who gets to call him that, so can you get out of my way so I can reach my boyfriend?” He all but growls at her.

“He won’t be faithful to you,” Emma snarls. “He’s a playboy and doesn’t know how to be faithful.”

“You sound very bitter. Did you want more from him when he didn’t? It’s time you grow up and leave him alone. Go and surf at Croyde. There’s bound to be someone there looking for an easy fuck.” Brodie has obviously reached his limit with her. All I can do is grin as he nudges past her, sits next to me, and plants a smacker of a kiss on my lips. “Sorry I’m late.”

“Fuck all of you,” Emma snaps and storms away.

“I think she got the message.” Stacey high-fives Brodie.

The evening continues with a lot less drama and a lot more drinking. By the time last orders are called, my head is feeling a little more than fuzzy. “It’s going to be a long walk home, baby.” I stand but sway on my feet.

Brodie grabs my hand, keeping me upright. “I brought my car, and I’ve only had a pint.”

How had that slipped by me? “I love you.” I kiss his cheek.

“I love you too. Now come on, and no falling asleep in the car.” Brodie has his arm around my waist as I sling mine over his shoulder.

We get home without me falling asleep. The air con does a good job of clearing my head. Brodie putting Emma in her place shames me. Emma had spoken the truth, though. The past few years are something I didn’t think would ever bother me, but a bucket of regret is hanging over my head, waiting to douse me with bad memories.

“Hey, Brode.” I snatch his hand as we walk to the farmhouse, and tug him to stop. “I’m sorry about Emma, about all the shit she’s been giving you. She hasn’t ever been anything but a surf student and someone who hung out on the beach. As much as she may have tried, nothing has ever happened between us. I hate that she brought up my past behaviour, which I’m not proud of.”

“I know, love. You can’t wipe out your past. I know I’m your future.” Brodie pulls me against him and presses his mouth to mine in a scorching kiss that ignites my lust. I grab his hips and rut against him.

I tear my mouth away, panting. “Inside.”

Brodie has the door unlocked and us inside in a heartbeat. As the door slams, I push him against it and capture his mouth. We fumble with buckles, buttons, and zips, desperate to touch as much skin as possible. We separate and yank our shirts over our heads, only for our lips to fuse again.

I manage to get Brodie’s jeans open and shoved down his legs enough to free his cock. I want him in my mouth. As soon as I drop to my knees, Brodie’s hands are in my hair, tugging on the curls as I suck his thick shaft. I want him to come before I bend him over the sofa and fuck him to oblivion.

“Oh god. Fuck!” Brodie gasps, muttering prayers to a deity I know he doesn’t believe in as I swallow him deep in my throat. Over and over, I take him down until he shudders and comes. His cock jumps, pulsing on my tongue. Spurt after spurt coats my tongue and throat as he rocks his hips, sliding his dick forward and back.

I suckle on the tip, teasing the last drops from his slit until Brodie squirms and hauls me up by my armpits. With my face in his palms, he licks over my bottom lip and slips inside my mouth, chasing the remnants of his cum.

I stumble back, my hands on Brodie’s hips as I try to manoeuvre our way into the living room. Catching on, Brodie releases me, and we shuffle into the room.

“Bend over, baby. I need to be inside you.” I gently push him over the back of the sofa, shove his jeans to his ankles, and get his shoes off. Brodie takes over and kicks his feet out of his jeans. I spread his cheeks apart and spit on his hole, working him open with my fingers.

“I’m good. Get inside me,” Brodie growls, his cheek pressed on the cushion of the sofa, his eyes on me.

I spit down onto my cock. “It”s going to be tight, no lube.”

“You know I love the burn.”

Still, I take care pushing inside him, giving him time to adjust. The tight muscles clamp around my dick, taking my breath away as I ease deeper. I’ll never have enough of this amazing man. The strong, defined muscles in his back bunch and relax as I work my cock in deeper, then hold still again.

“We’re putting lube in every fucking room in this house,” I grunt through gritted teeth.

Brodie chuckles, and the movement takes me in all the way to the root. “I’m good.” He nods, giving me the go-ahead to fuck him the way we both want it. “Fuck me hard.”

That’s all I needed to hear.