Miles
"I'm thinking of doing something really profound for Cheryl as a gift for our second anniversary," I said, tapping my fingers against the steering wheel as I drove.
Gavin, lounging in the passenger seat, let out a short laugh. "Maybe you could start by actually having s*x with her. That would be a pretty great gift."
I shot him a deadpan look. i***t.
"I'm learning to be gentle," I muttered.
"This isn’t mathematics, man. What exactly are you learning? Just go in as slow as possible. It'll hurt her a little at first, sure, but after that, you’re good to go. By the next day, you can—"
"Don’t tell me how to f**k my wife," I cut him off, frowning.
Gavin rolled his eyes. "At this rate, you’re gonna die from blue balls."
I exhaled sharply, gripping the wheel. "I just need to see he
