Two days later my phone buzzed while I was at work. Sarah had a night shift at the hospital. She’d be gone till morning.
David’s text was simple. Just one word: “Garage.”
My c**k got hard the second I read it. I told my boss I had a family emergency and left early. The drive to his place felt like forever. My hands shook on the wheel. I knew what was coming. I wanted it so bad it scared me.
I parked down the street like we planned and walked the last block. The garage door was already half open. I slipped inside. The second it rolled down behind me, David was on me.
No hello. No talking. He slammed me against the cold concrete wall, mouth crashing into mine. His beard scraped my skin raw as he kissed me deep and mean. His big hands grabbed my ass and lifted me like I weighed nothing, p
