Page 73 of Fabulous Filthy Friend

I close my computer and scramble off the bed. Fast, heavy, determined steps rocket me down the hallway to the front door, but I can’t get there fast enough. Not after how long I’ve waited for this. I turn the lock, yank open the door, and run out onto the front lawn.

The late-night silence of the neighborhood is only broken by a distant dog bark. It’s almost like time stands still with me while I wait for some sort of reaction from her.

Her front door opens slowly, almost cautiously, and she walks out with her arms wrapped around her chest. The darkness of the night can’t hide the worry and confusion on her beautiful face.

Or the shock.

I know how she feels.

It’s like the rug was just pulled out from under both of us, and now, we’re left lying prone and exposed, staring up at the sky over us like we’ve never seen it before.

Our slow steps bring her and me to opposite sides of the low hedge that runs between our yards, the same hedge we’ve been stepping over for five years to get to each other’s houses rather than walk the extra couple of feet around it.

I stop and stare down at her, and she tilts her head up to meet my gaze. The same green eyes I’ve been looking into for five years suddenly appear totally different. Full of so much I never saw before. So much she never let me see.

Her eyes drop to my shirt and back up. “You’re not wearing a blue shirt.”

I look down at my favorite shirt. “It’s midnight blue.”

She shakes her head, and one corner of her mouth quirks up. “It’s black, and I’ve told you that before.”

She has. Probably a dozen times.

I snort and let my eyes rake over her, still dolled up in her sex-kitten outfit. “You’re not wearing a red shirt.”

She scoffs and grabs the fabric on one of her sleeves. “It’s maroon. Maroon is in the red family.”

There’s no use fighting the grin pulling at my lips. Knowing what I do now, the world looks so different. She looks so different. “I have so many questions.”

Her laughter floats through the chilly night air and across the space between us, and she waves her hand at me. “You have questions? I’m not HRD4U.”

I lean forward slightly over the hedge, until our faces are mere inches apart. “No, but you sure were wet for me last night.”

A flush spreads over her cheeks, the pastel pink practically glowing against her soft, pale skin, and she inhales a tiny little gasp.

Bingo.

She wasn’t lying at all about what she likes, about what she wants, about what she’s been looking for. I was just too stupid to make the connection and never thought to ask her. I’ve wasted so much time, lying to her and keeping this part of my life a secret because I didn’t want to lose her, when all I had to do to have her was show her who I really was.

I reach across the hedge and grab her around the waist. She squeals slightly as I lift her over, but she easily wraps her legs around my hips, pressing her core against my raging hard-on.

Fuck yes.

She drops her forehead down against mine and shakes her head slightly. “What do we do now?”

There are so many ways to answer that. So many things I’ve dreamed about doing to her for so damn long.

But first things first.

I slam my lips against hers—hard. A commanding kiss designed to show her that she’s everything to me, and I’m not letting her go again. Ever.

She moans and responds with a little whimper and by grinding her body against mine. The press of her leather-covered pussy against my aching cock almost makes me blow my load right out on my front lawn.

Our tongues tangle and twist together, and I finally taste the one thing I’ve wanted more than anything in my entire life—Rachel fucking Fury.

She tastes exactly like I always imagined she would—sweet and perfect. She tastes like home. Like forever. Like everything I’ve been waiting and praying for my entire fucking life.

I drag my mouth away from hers for a second. Too much time has already been wasted. I won’t let another second go by before she knows what I want. I take her face in one hand and brush my thumb over her wet lips. “I’m going to take you inside, Rachel, and I’m going to fuck your beautiful cunt until you scream my name so loudly, you scare the damn neighbors.”

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