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“You tell me, Andie,” he whispered. “Will it hurt later?”
“Will…” I groaned.
“Uhhh,” he grunted. His eyes were locked on mine. His thrusts were longer, smoother, stretching my soaked pussy wide. “Oh yeah. Sweet girl. Take me, Andie.” I buried my face in his shoulder again, caught between pleasure and pain. “Look at me,” he hissed in my ear.
I looked at him. Narrowed green eyes lanced right into me. Hot tears trickled down my cheeks as his thick cock sank into my core, faster on each stroke. I hung onto his rippling back, lifting my hips to meet him. Will was pushing against something firm and resisting deep inside me, and a sheer wash of pleasure and discomfort made my wet pussy clutch his cock.
“That’s it,” he groaned. “Just like that. Fuck!”
His sudden hard thrusts forced gasps from my lips. His face was soaked with lust. His hand closed over my breast, and the dam broke.
I started shaking, kissing him hungrily, devouring his hot mouth. A tidal wave swept over my body. The tears flowed hard now. Slow, deep contractions radiated out from Will’s cock. I moaned into his mouth, holding him tightly, as he grunted with pleasure through each spurt inside me.
Finally, we collapsed together and rolled to our sides on the mossy ground, kissing. I heard Will’s whispers asking if I was okay, felt him smoothing tears off my cheeks. I nodded and tasted his lips again.
“Are you okay?” I whispered back.
He gave me a half-smile and ran a finger over my torn dress, gaping open at the front. Silently, I worked my arms out of the shredded fabric and eased it down my body. I sighed when Will’s hands moved over my breasts and back, soothing my skin. Unbuttoning his shirt, I pulled his undershirt off. I watched in the near-darkness, trees whispering, as he slid down his pants. Naked, we curled up on soft moss.
His hand closed over mine with warm pressure. Stroking his hair back from his face, I rubbed my thumb across his cheek and felt his shuddering sigh. When he wound his fingers through my hair, brushing it off my shoulders, my eyes fluttered closed.
I rested my head on his chest, feeling his thudding heartbeat slow, as the crickets made their sounds and the lights from the big house went out one by one.
* * *
On the last sticky day of August, I waited at the station for the train to arrive. My patched-together duffel bag dangled from my hand. The driver waited discreetly in a black town car, parked nearby until I boarded the train.
In my phone was the address for the city apartment I’d share with Meg and Emily, a tiny fourth-floor walkup. The publishing house had offered me a full-time job, and I didn’t ask if my uncle had anything to do with it.
I hadn’t wanted to say goodbyes, so I’d said them all the night before. Rose — frosty, Richard — hearty and hollow, Will — in the middle of the night, outside.
I still didn’t know if it would hurt later. I hadn’t done a lot of thinking. I only knew the past three months had been a patchwork: slipping into Will’s bed at night, sighing when he climbed on top of me in mine, meeting outside and running into the woods. Sinking my teeth into his shoulder when he speared me outside on the grass. Running my hands through his hair while his tongue worked between my legs; lapping up the pearly drops of liquid from his beautiful cock while he groaned with need. Laughing like kids when we went for a ride in his car, enjoying it. Letting him take me out to places I’d longed to go in the city. Teaching him to play chess, while his foot stroked my calf, driving me to complete distraction. Talking through halting conversations late at night, when one or the other of us got too angry to speak — not with each other, but with the rest.
His number was in my phone. He’d whispered “call me” in my ear last night, right before we brushed grass off our skin and avoided security to slip back into the house.
I knew the guards looked the other way. I knew my aunt and uncle looked the other way, too. I knew Will and I would meet again, but I didn’t know when, or how, or if our bodies would find each other after this summer.
I’d said yes a hundred times, but I didn’t know what I wanted yet, not really.
PART II
HAVING
Chapter 10
Bright lights gleamed off the mirrored wall, lined with bottles. Crisp September air blew through the open door, but the bar was hot and steamy, packed with people.
Meg and Emily had insisted we go someplace upscale to celebrate our first post-summer paychecks. Now they were eyeing the ice in the bottom of their glasses, then the guys in the crowded room, wondering who they could charm into buying them more alcohol. I’d held off as long as I could before finally breaking down, on my way now to the bar to get an overpriced whisky sour.
“Hello, gorgeous,” said a male voice close to my ear. I tensed at the sudden hand on my back, in the middle of the bustling space. “You look thirsty. Let me get you a drink.”
Turning, I squinted at the handsome face smiling down at me expectantly. “I really don’t— Pax?”
He squinted back. “Hey, I know you.” He waved over another bulky-shouldered boy. “Look, Spence. It’s Will's cute little redheaded cousin.” He snapped his fingers. “Amelia...Alexandra…”
“Andrea.”
“Well, hi there.” Spence's lips brushed my cheek like we were old friends. Practically family. And bolder than when Will had stared down the three of us at that garden party, back in June, scaring off Spence and Pax with his intent green eyes. “Love the dress.”
