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Kaleb moves to sit beside me. His hand runs up my thigh and my body heats from that small touch.

“Pop the button on those shorts and lower them,” he orders.

I do as he says, maneuvering myself enough to lower my shorts while keeping my bikini bottoms on. Kaleb reaches over and begins to caress my thighs before dipping his fingers into my bikini.

He groans, “You’re wet.”

“What are the chances you have a condom?” I ask him.

He presses his lips together and then pulls out his wallet, taking out a single condom. “I always want to be ready for you.”

My heart gushes but he just means ready when we are together because the sex is so good. I try not to read into it.

“This is going to be tricky,” he says.

“Okay.” I shift. “Lower your shorts to your knees.”

He does and when his cock springs free it’s rock hard. I lick my lips.

I straddle him, tilting my head a little to the side because the height of the cart is limiting.

I take hold of his cock and stroke it, rubbing my thumb over the tip, and then I take him and put him inside me, seating myself on his cock. We groan together and then I begin to move.

“I hope this cart is strong,” Kaleb says, placing his hand on the roof for leverage. He rocks his hips into me and I rub my clit on his cock just right. I begin to build and I moan. Kaleb groans as he drives into me.

“Do you think other passengers can hear us?” I ask, breathing hard.

“I really hope not, it’s hard to tell,” he says through panting.

“I’m coming, Kaleb,” I cry out, fucking him hard. I come undone on his cock and he comes too, jerking inside me.

“Holy shit,” he swears. The cart is still swinging back and forth.

“We can’t be the only one’s having sex up here,” I say.

“You’re probably right.” He kisses me and I get off him as he deals with the condom and lifts his shorts back on, and I quickly get my shorts on in time for the ride to end.

When we get off the ride, both of us have red cheeks and stupid smiles.

“That was the craziest thing I’ve ever done,” he confesses excitedly, and he just kisses me in public.

“Same,” I agree. “But you need to stop kissing me. We don’t want our friends to see.”

“Fine,” he agrees.

We meet back up with the gang and Asher gives me a hug. We walk around some more and Skylar and Ellie catch me on either side, while Asher walks up front with the rest of the kids and Kaleb walks with the men.

“So did you join the Mile High Club?” Ellie winks.

“We did, it was crazy,” I say.

“OMG, I know, it’s such a rush,” Skylar agrees.

“Do you want to tell me that all of you have had sex on that Ferris wheel?” I ask.

Rebel walks up behind us, pushing Ariella in the stroller. “I made the Mile High Club when I first moved to the city. It’s quite the ride.”

We all agree and laugh together. I’ve never had friends like this where I can share this kind of thing. Maybe in high school I did, but once I had Asher my life changed. I became a mom. My friends from high school all went to different colleges and we never stayed in touch. Then I found myself moving around a bit.I thought Nathan would be a stable choice. He had a good job and seemed serious about life, but I pegged him all wrong.

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