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“Go ahead. Tell me to watch my language. It makes me hard for you.”

Blushing, she ducked her head, but I didn’t let her hide from me. “Ben⁠—”

“In the grass or in the water?”

“What?”

“Tell me where you want me to fuck you,” I growled. “Make it quick. I’m hard and need to be inside you.”

When she didn’t answer fast enough, I made the decision for her, thrusting hard into that sweet pussy. “Guess you only have me to hold onto now.”

29

CLARA

I was walking on air.

I’d never felt so light in all my life. Now that things were finally back on track with Ben, it was like everything was falling into place in my life.

“Where are you going?” Ben surprised me, wrapping his arms around me the moment I came downstairs.

“Eww! Don’t hug me. You’re all sweaty.”

“Working hard,” he murmured against my throat, pressing kisses down the column of my neck. “Fuck, I could take you right now.”

“But you won’t. I have places to be.”

Groaning, he stepped away, swiping the sweat from his head. “You could always stay here and watch me work.”

“And as much as I love watching you flex your muscles, the girls are expecting me.”

He quirked an eyebrow at me. “Not sure I like the idea of you hanging out with all those women.”

“Worried I’ll switch teams?”

“Nope. Worried about what you discuss.”

I giggled, feeling like a schoolgirl again, about to run off to the nickel and dime shop for a soda. Okay, I wasn’t quite that old, but the sentiment was the same.

His hands slid down my waist, but I narrowly escaped his clutches, knowing if I didn’t leave now, I never would.

“When I get back, I expect the room to be done.”

Chuckling, he stalked toward me. “Sure. I’ll get right on it.”

“Stay where you are,” I threatened, holding up a finger, as if that single action would keep him from me.

But he didn’t stop coming. I backed up, right into the wall with no place to go. “Ben,” I warned.

He pounced, caging me in against the wall, his lips skimming my neck as his hand trailed up my thigh.

“I…have to go,” I panted.

“Mhmm,” he murmured, his lips already leaving a trail down my breasts.

God, I loved it when he did that.

“I just…so much…” Incoherent words left my lips as I tried and failed to formulate a sentence. I knew I needed to leave, but as his fingers slipped into my panties and through my slick heat, I knew I was lost to him