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Because if I had my way I’d be back at his house, in his bed, but I know without a doubt in my heart that I’d wake up tomorrow knowing I was in another woman’s bed.

Even if she did just clearly vacate it.

I want something…

I’m not sure what it is yet.

I need time to think!

Maybe my wanting someone this much, craving his skin on mine, wanting to feel him fill me, is just making my brain all oogley.

I need a minute.

I want to call Gemma?

So hard to shut the door, and I take one last peek of him before I go. “Bye.”

He shoves his hands into his front pockets, nods once. “Bye Willow.”

I close the door, open it, and walk onto the porch. “Beds are overrated.”

Running, I leap into his arms, legs wrapping around his hips as we melt into a passionate kiss. Without my needing to say it, he walks around the house, trampling through a few sunflowers in our path. There are hundreds of them. They can take it. Into the shed I’m carried, the door slammed by his cowboy boot.

My purple dress — the one I’ll never throw out — gets hiked, panties tugged down. I unzip Ben’s jeans, reach in and pull out his length without hindrance of briefs or boxers. He’s huge in my hand, hard, and pulsing in time with the heartbeat between my legs. I’m burning up with wanting him, my lips engorged, opening slick and aching. Never have I felt this turned on, never have I wanted someone the way I want Ben.

“You’re so wet,” he says to me.

“Keep talking.”

“You’re so fucking wet for me. Can you feel how much I want you?”

Stroking his length while I kiss him, I nod and moan, “Yes.”

“I’m going to fuck you out here in the wilderness.”

“Well, we’re kind of inside.”

“Fine.”

He grabs my ass to keep holding me up — me still wrapped around him, dress hiked — and opens the door to careen us outside where he lays me on the ground surrounded by sunflowers and wild flowers, in tall grass that gives way to our desire.

I look up at the stars, see the constellation Andromeda as Ben Cocker enters me, sliding his cock, inch by thick gorgeous inch, into my sex. I cry out with abandon as my walls pulse around him.

“Did you just…” he asks.

Shocked and shy I whisper, “Yes!”

“Let’s go for multiple.”

While my pussy is throbbing, Ben starts fucking me slowly, in and out. He fills me to my core with each and every push. He reaches down and fondles my mound, the short, soft curly hair giving way to him. His fingers slide down, separating around his cock as they press my lips together. He begins to massage me while sliding in and out, rubbing my clit from multiple angles. I gasp as a burning heat builds in my inner walls, growing more insistent. “Oh my God, stop! It’s too good!”

He pauses, “You really want me to stop?”

“No!”

A deep laugh grunts out of him and he continues massaging my pussy while we’re fucking. I feel him, wildly, and begin to move without ability to control myself, bucking, hips reaching up. “Please! Oh please!”

Ben pummels me and I cum harder than I ever have or even knew was possible. He groans as my walls squeeze his girth tightly, over and over and over. I hold on as Ben loses his mind, cumming inside me before either of us think to stop him. He grabs one of my legs, holds it up, rises onto his knees and fucks me through the orgasm and I will swear to Gemma later that I come a third time.

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