Page 87 of The Rowdy Ones

I take a quick shower in the RV and then dress in just my boxers until I cool off. Dishes are somehow miraculously piled up again, so I rush through them. Once I’ve crammed all the knives back in the drawer, I snatch my phone up to see if I have any missed calls or texts from Wild.

Nope.

I do have one from Evan.

evan knox dont answer him: Alex and I got in a fight tonight over you. He said he ran into you and that the two of us are still clearly in love.

I snort out a bark of laughter. “Delusional motherfucker.”

Me: i was told by you’re boyfriend i am not allowed to text you anymore

evan knox dont answer him: So? What he doesn’t know won’t hurt him.

Me: stop texting me man

I attempt to block him again, but I can’t figure out how. Funny how I can find porn easily enough, but I can’t do something actually useful.

You sure learned a lot to try on Dez…

My cock thickens in my boxers just thinking about earlier. I’ve never fucked a woman before, or a man, for that matter. Only been on the receiving end. I’m dying to know what it feels like to drive my dick into her hot, tight body.

I palm my erection over my boxers. I’m antsy waiting for the family to fall asleep so I can steal my girl away. She’s so fucking perfect.

Be gentle with her.

There are warring thoughts in my head. One part of me wants to treat her like porcelain, making sure I don’t put any more cracks in her. The other part of me wants to pin her down and fuck her so hard she screams.

A fucking monster lives inside me.

My phone buzzes and I groan, preparing myself for what Evan has to say. It’s not Evan, though.

Wild: I cockblocked you. Ha!

I smirk. I fucking knew it.

Me: your a asshole and are too drunk to make fun of my spelling

Wild: You’re. Never. Even while sloshed and getting my dick sucked, I’m still going to correct your grammar.

Me: your seriously not texting me while your getting you’re dick sucked fucking crazy ass

Wild: You’re. You’re. Your.

I think he’s screwing with me at this point. I know for a fact I did my your/you’res right. Prick.

Me: are we okay

He sends me a picture of Talia sucking on his cock.

Wild: I’m texting with you right now rather than focusing on coming. You know I can’t stay away from your stupid ass.

Me: we can talk later be nice to that girl don’t be a dick

Wild: Sorry, your run-on sentences are difficult to understand.

Me: You’re.

I finally got him back!