Permanent Bliss (Bliss #3.5)(7)
Author: B.J. Harvey

The rest of the table stand and repeat her cheer, loudly, making me groan with embarrassment and grabbing my own glass, downing the rest of my Sex On The Beach in one go before holding my glass up and whooping loudly for the whole club to hear. I stand up and sway as I hold on to my bag of goodies tightly beside me.

“Now, I must return to my superhero. There are toys to be played with and orgasms to be had.”

Daniel

I’m sitting at a table in my back yard with the guys. We’ve watched the game and now we’re out in the backyard enjoying a great meal courtesy of Noah’s grilling skills. As my best man, he’s taken charge of the evening but has so far respected my wish to have a quiet night with my friends. No strippers, no stupid dares and definitely no handcuffing me to a lamp post and leaving me stranded with a phone number written on my ass.

Going around the table there are Thomas and Cade, my two college buddies, Dave, my childhood friend, and Matt, Noah’s brother. The only person not here is Zander and that’s because he’s working an extra stint at the precinct, building up some extra money for his upcoming wedding to Kate.

“Hey, Winters. You looking forward to being hitched?” Cade pipes up. We met at the beginning of freshman year and after graduation, he got an internship at the same firm as me back home in Chicago. We’ve worked together ever since.

“Been waiting a long time for this. We’ve done everything else, this is the last step,” I reply with a smile. The wait has been worth it though, so damn worth it.

“You’re just looking forward to having sex on tap,” Noah pipes up from the opposite end of the table, giving me a knowing smirk.

Not missing a beat I reply instantly, “Already got that, buddy. A piece of paper isn’t gonna change that.” Fuck no, Mac wants it more than ever; twin dependent, of course.

“Just keep her away from that wedding cake. You know what they say, one bite of wedding cake and the sex dries up. Just saying.” Dave laughs which starts the rest of us off.

I raise an eyebrow. “Hold up, Dave, you’re the only married one in the group. Shouldn’t you be on my side?”

That just makes him laugh louder. “Dude, you have no idea. Haven’t you heard of the four rings of marriage. Engagement ring, wedding ring, suffer-ing and endure-ing.” That makes the entire table erupt in laughter again.

“Fuck that!” Matt announces loudly. “I’m happy being single and carefree. I tell you, last night I went home with a perfect ten.” That grabs everyone’s attention.

“How was she?” Noah asks with renewed interest, leaning forward and resting his elbows on the table. Those Taylor boys are like two peas in a pod; perpetual bachelors with no interest in settling down. Or that’s what I thought until Noah told me otherwise.

“Man, it was all good until we got back to hers and the clothes started coming off. I did the old scratch and sniff test and f**k, man, that girl dropped five points then and there.” He screws his face up in disgust, earning a snigger from around the table.

I choke on my drink mid gulp. “Did you say scratch and sniff? Dude, what are you? Eighteen?”

He turns toward me and smirks, “Oh c’mon, Dan. Don’t tell me you’ve never done it? It’s the skank test. You’ve gotta check her out down below before you check. her. out.” I look at him in disbelief then spare a glance at Noah, who just rolls his eyes at me as he shakes his head at his younger sibling.

“So you left then?” Thomas asks.

“Fuck, no. I did the smart thing and suggested we have a shower together first. It killed two birds with one stone. Well, a bar of soap and my big c**k solved the problem, anyway. Twenty minutes and a blow job later, she was clean and ready to go for round two. Let me tell you, good job I stayed too. She was a total freak in the sack. Definitely worth the extra effort.”

Noah just shakes his head and gives me a knowing look. I know Noah’s past, but Matt takes the cake for unbelievable hook-up stories, hands down.

Noah leans toward Matt and gives him a playful slap on the back of the head. “Dude, you sure we’re related cause there ain’t no way I’d ever do the scratch and sniff maneuver once I had the girl at her place. There’s a time and place for that, little bro, and you totally f**ked it up.”

“I still got laid, didn’t I? And besides, she had no f**king clue. I even left her my number for a call back.” He leans back in his chair and crosses his legs, looking proud as punch.

“Maybe you’re running out of options,” Cade pipes up.

That causes Matt to scoff. “Fuck off, Cade. When was the last time you got laid, huh?”

“A gentleman never screws and tells,” Cade replies with a grin.

“A gentleman who isn’t getting screwed has nothing to tell,” Matt retorts which earns a chuckle from the rest of the table as Cade flicks a bottle cap right at Matt’s head.

Thomas lifts his chin to Noah, “Taylor, you need to teach your brother the ways of the world. Never leave a woman unsatisfied and for God’s sake, you never do scratch and sniff test. It’s a miracle you get laid at all, Matt.”

“Don’t hate the player, Tom. This girl might even be worth the effort. Was thinking of sending her a spa voucher. Seriously, she needs to be taught about the beauty of the Brazilian. Free waxing for women. I tell ya, the Mayor should put that on his ticket. He’d win all the votes, men and women alike.”

“I like the racing stripe. Leads the way to heaven,” Cade muses.

“Nope, bare and clear is the only way to go. Speaking of which, what’s with that scruff on your chin, brother?” Matt asks, directing the table’s attention to Noah’s newly grown goatee. It’s very short and tidy but definitely a newer, more mature look for my best friend. Mac commented on it the other week, telling him it looked hot. I made her make it up to me on her knees later that night.

I sit back and listen while the guys chat back and forth and the topic shifts from facial hair to football, back to sex, and then full circle again.

This is exactly what I wanted my bachelor party to be; a relaxed night with my closest friends. Feeling my phone vibrate in my pocket, I pull it out and smile when I see Mac’s name pop up on the screen.

Mac: You better be ready for some freaky Mac-robatic sexing Mr. Winters. I have a goodie bag of naughty treats waiting to be played with.

That little tease. First she gets me worked up on the doorstep and leaves me at half-mast most of the night, then she rings from the limo and sounds adorably drunk, reminding me of yesterday morning when she woke me up with her hot mouth on my cock, and now all I can think of is what kind of toys are in this goodie bag of hers.