Chapter 18 Flynn
FLYNN
A fortnight later, Tony and I are finishing up for the day, when an unfamiliar red car enters the farmyard and stops between my car and Tony’s Land Rover.
“Expecting anyone?” Tony asks.
“No.” Then again, I haven’t checked my phone in a few hours.
The car door opens, and Jimmy gets out, grinning at us like the Cheshire Cat. He gestures to the car. “I’ve got wheels! Oh, and a job.”
I raise my eyebrows. “Congrats.”
He hurries over to me, picks me up, spins me around, puts me down and, ignoring my hot face, kisses me. “Which means I can visit you.” He glances past me at Tony. “If that’s allowed.”
Tony shrugs. “I’m his boss, not his father. What he does in his spare time is up to him. Just keep it down.”
I want to crawl into a hole.
Jimmy snort-laughs. “Don’t worry, we will, Angus’s Dad.”
Tony glowers. “I have a name.”
“Yes: Angus’s Dad.” Jimmy gives him a cheeky smile.
Tony wanders off, shaking his head and muttering under his breath.
Jimmy glances around. “I guess Angus isn’t here?”
“Nope. Sorry.”
“Eh, it’s okay. You’re here, which is what matters most.”
My face gets even hotter. “You’ve got a job?”
“Yes. At a swanky gym. It’s minimum wage, but I get to use the facilities for free, and I can give out two guest passes every month.” He puts his hands on my hips. “Fancy living it up in a spa?”
“Sounds nice.”
“I figured I should get some transport, as it’s not easy to get to by bus. Now that I’ll have a regular income, I can also start looking for somewhere more permanent to live.”
“That’s great. I’m so happy for you.” I clasp my hands at the back of his neck and kiss him. “Everything’s falling into place.”
“Yeah, it is. Maybe I could get a better job after getting my results, but working in a gym suits me.”
I nod.
“I want to help people with their fitness goals.”
“You’ll be awesome at it.”
Jimmy grins. “Fingers crossed.”
“You don’t need luck. You're knowledgeable, and you’re friendly and approachable. The gym members will love working with you. I might get jealous.”
“Jealous?”
“Yeah, they’ll get to see you in shorts and a tight T-shirt every day.”
Jimmy chuckles. “Who says that’s the uniform?”
“Am I wrong?”
“I can choose between shorts or jogging bottoms, and I can wear a hoodie if it’s chilly.” He pulls me closer. “But you can see me in shorts and a tight T-shirt whenever you want. Or less.”
I hum. “Less is better.”
He glances at the farmhouse. “So… we’re allowed to hang out here, but would you be comfortable?”
I grimace.
“That’s all the answer I need. I have to admit it, I don’t get it.”
“Why?”
He opens his mouth, shuts it, and presses his lips together.
“You can say it.”
I assume he’s going to mention Billy, whom we’ve managed not to talk about since we walked to the waterfall, as I requested.
It’s silly, because we can’t avoid the topic forever.
Nor can we keep our relationship from him if we’re going to keep seeing each other.
But while it was new and fragile, I wanted to exist with Jimmy in a Billy-free bubble.
Not that our relationship is new or fragile anymore.
We’ve been seeing each other as often as possible, and things have been going great.
I'm comfortable and confident with Jimmy, and he makes me so damned happy. I thought I was happy with Billy, but now I realise I didn’t understand what true happiness was.
“You and Billy must have fucked in my parents’ house. If that wasn’t weird, why aren't you comfortable screwing here?”
“This is my boss’s house.”
“So. It’s your home, isn’t it?”
I scuff my foot against a cobblestone. “Yes. It's just... different. I’m being silly.”
“You’re not. I don’t get it, but I respect it. Do you want to go to mine? I’ll drive, and I promise I’ll either bring you home tonight or in time to milk the cows in the morning.”
I gape at him. “You realise how early that would be, right? Maybe I should follow you in my car.”
“You’ve been doing all the driving since we got together. It’s not fair.”
“You didn’t have a car.”
“True, but now I do. You shouldn’t have to put in all the effort for us to spend time together. So, from now on, we’ll take it in turns.”
I hold him tight.
He rubs my back. “You okay?”
“Yes. Just— Thank you.”
He kisses my hair.
“But you shouldn’t have to drive me both ways. That isn’t fair. So you should come here, and I’ll get over my embarrassment about fucking in my boss’s house.”
“We don’t have to fuck,” Jimmy points out. “We could do other stuff.”
“We could do other stuff and fuck.”
He laughs. “Don’t do anything you’re not comfortable with. I want to be with you. I’m not just in it for the sex.”
“Same. I—”
He raises his eyebrows. “You—?”
“I’m pretty sure I’m falling in love with you. Is that okay?”
“Okay?! Flynn, it’s fucking amazing.” He picks me up and spins me around again. “Oh, baby, it’s so good to hear you say that.” He kisses me, holding me close and tight. “I love you.”
I melt into his arms, clinging onto him like he’s my anchor in a storm of emotions.
Yes, I’m falling in love with him, but that’s coupled with guilt because nothing is going to change the fact that he’s Billy’s twin.
Us being together will hurt Billy. The more serious we are about each other, the more hurt we’ll cause.
But I can’t let that get between us. I can’t let Billy get between us. I won’t.
“Let’s go inside,” I whisper.
“Aww, don’t you want a ride in my new-to-me car?”
I nuzzle his jaw. “Right now, I want to be with you. You can take me for a drive later.”
“Sounds good to me. Hey, do you want to help me look at flats for rent as well? I could do with a second opinion.”
“I’d like that.” I take his hand and lead him into the farmhouse.
After leaving our footwear on a rack by the back door, we go to my room, which isn’t next to Tony’s bedroom, or over the kitchen or living room.
“Cosy,” Jimmy says, glancing around.
“I like it. It’s homey.”
He chuckles. “That’s a good word.” He pulls me to him. “So, are we going to talk? Watch TV?”
“Kiss.”
“Kissing is good.”
We wrap our arms around each other and lose ourselves in slow, passionate kissing.
He encourages me to take off my wax jacket and overshirt, leaving me in a T-shirt that smells less of the farm than my outer clothes.
At some point, Jimmy manoeuvres us to the bed, where we sit and carry on enjoying each other’s lips and tongues.
It’s impossible not to get turned on by him as he runs his hands over my back and thighs.
“Do you want to stop?” he asks. “Before we get too carried away?”
“No.” I sink onto my back, pulling him with me. I love it when he blankets my body with his.
“Sure?”
“Yes. Make love to me, Jimmy.”
I want—no, need—to cement my feelings, and what better way than by being as close as possible? I want us to be connected. I want to be one with him, our bodies moving in perfect harmony as we make each other come. My worry about being in Tony’s home vanishes in the face of that need.
Jimmy answers with actions, rather than words.
He kisses my neck and rolls his hips against mine, creating friction between our cocks through our clothes.
We sit up, which makes it easier to undress each other.
We have to stand to wriggle out of our jeans and underwear, but a few seconds later, we’re on the bed again, Jimmy between my legs, as we kiss and fondle.
I can’t get enough of him. I’m drunk on his kisses and addicted to the way he takes care of me.
“Lube?” he pants.
I fumble to open my bedside drawer and pull out a bottle of lube. I haven't used it much since Jimmy and I got together. He gets me off more than enough.
I stroke his cock while he warms and stretches my arse. We take our time, our actions soft and tender.
“I need you inside me,” I whisper.
He spreads my legs further, stares into my eyes, and enters me. He clasps my hands and presses them into the pillow on either side of my head, and rolls his hips, getting so deep inside me he makes me gasp and groan.
“I love you.” He leans down and kisses me, tangling his tongue with mine.
“I love you, too,” I reply, when he lets me come up for air.
Then we’re kissing again and making love. I wrap my legs around him, pulling him closer. He squeezes my hands and kisses me, all the while making love to me. Tears dance in my eyes. Emotion overwhelms me. This is the man I want—the man I need. What I feel for him is intense and real.
“Jimmy!” It’s hard to keep my voice quiet, but somehow I manage it.
My orgasm hits me hard. I arch my back and shudder through it.
He comes just after me, shaking and gasping and kissing me. “I’m so glad we found each other again.”
I stroke his back, hugging him to me, not wanting him to move. “Me too. Stay inside me.” I want his cock and his cum inside me for as long as possible. I want my cum to cement our stomachs together.
He rests his cheek on my heaving chest and chuckles. “I like cuddling like this.”
“Me too.” I stroke his face. “I love you so much.”
“That’s a step up from thinking you’re falling in love with me.”
“I mean it, Jimmy. I’ve never felt like this before.”
He lifts his head so he can stare at me. “Not even with Billy?”
I shake my head. “That doesn’t mean that what I felt for him wasn’t love, or wasn’t real. It was just… different. Everything is different with you. I'm relaxed. Confident. Uplifted. More of a falcon than a mouse. Am I making any sense?”
“Yes.” He kisses the centre of my chest. “I’m sorry Billy made you mouse-like.”
I shrug. “It’s in the past. He’s in my past. But you… You’re my now.” I lick my lips. “Maybe… maybe you’re my future, too.”
He smiles. “I want to be, baby. More than you could know.”
We doze for a while, me warming Jimmy’s cock.
A while later, he eases out of me, puts his clothes on, and goes in search of the bathroom. He returns with a washcloth, which he uses to clean me before getting naked again and pulling the quilt over us.
“Speaking of the future, I’ve decided to look for flats halfway between here and work.”
I suck in a breath. “You don’t have to fit where you live around me.”
“I don’t have to, but I want to.” He strokes my arm. “It’ll be easier for both of us. Besides, I have an ulterior motive.”
“You do?”
“Yeah.” He kisses me. “If I live closer to the farm, you’ll be more likely to spend the night.”
That sounds nice, but… “What if I wake you up when I leave?”
He shrugs. “You’ll kiss me goodbye, and I’ll go back to sleep. Although I’ve got some early shifts at the gym. Not four a.m. early, but early.” He shudders. “People like to work out before going to their nine-to-five.”
“Really?” I ask in mock surprise.
He snorts and kisses me. “Plus, it’ll be cheaper than living so close to the city centre. I want somewhere nicer than student digs. A bit of travel is worth the payoff.”
“Makes sense.”
“You like my plan?”
I pull him to me. “I love your plan.”
We kiss for a few moments, forgetting everything but each other.
“Do you still want to go for a drive?” he asks.
I hum. “Would we have to get dressed?”
“Yes, unless you want to give Tony a fright!”
“Ugh, no thanks. Yes, I want you to take me for a drive in your new car, but first, more kisses and cuddles.”
Jimmy smiles and snuggles against me. “I can get on board with that plan.”