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“Come on my cock, baby. This pussy’s gonna look so good dripping with my cum, sweetheart.”

That mental image pushes me over the edge, and I come with a loud cry. Will doesn’t stop, continuing to rub my clit through my orgasm before grabbing both my hips to pull me closer to him.

“You’re so fucking beautiful when you come,” he whispers, tightening his grip on me, before he picks me up and starts moving me up and down, fucking me hard on the length of his cock.

God, that’s fucking hot,I think to myself as he continues to lift me over and over, groaning each time he bumps my sensitive clit when he slides into me.

“I’m close,” he warns, and I feel myself tighten at the desperation in his tone. “Gonna fill you so good, baby.”

He lifts me faster and faster before finally slamming me down and grinding against me. I feel his cock twitch inside me, coating me with his cum the way he promised, and I feel my second orgasm rip through me.

“Yes, angel, yes,” he groans, shifting against me as I ride it out before collapsing on his chest.

Neither of us says anything for a while, and I lie on top of him, keeping him inside me while he brushes his hands through my hair. I don’t know how long we stay there, with both of us refusing to move as if we’re both scared that when we do, all of this will disappear.

Finally, after a long while, he leans down and pulls my mouth to his, dropping a soft kiss on my lips. “That was incredible, Han. Now, throw on my shirt and come into the kitchen. I’ll fix us something to eat and we’re gonna do that again.”

CHAPTER 30

HANNAH

SEVEN SUMMERS AGO

WILL: I’m here whenever you’re ready.

HANNAH: Okay, on my way!

I look down at my phone, smiling at the text before tucking it into the back pocket of my jeans and quietly slipping out the front door. Making sure the screen door doesn’t creak, I close it behind me before tiptoeing my way down the porch steps. It’s about a quarter of a mile down the driveway where Will always waits for me, and I try to calm the nerves I always get right before I see him.

It’s been a couple of weeks since my birthday, and it’s safe to say we’re crazy about each other. We spend almost every day together around the farm, plus all the nights we sneak away to meet at our creek. I’m exhausted from all the nights we’ve stayed up, whispering in the moonlight and dreaming about the future under the stars, but it’s completely worth it.

True to his word, we’ve taken the physical side of our relationship slow, and I’m desperate to finally feel him inside me. We’ve fooled around, but every time we got close to saying fuck it, he stopped us and told me he wanted to make sure I didn’t feel rushed. It was sweet at first, but as time’s gone on, I’ve become more and more needy. He hasn’t even let me touch him, just fingering me and tasting me until I come and then kissing me and holding me under the stars. I asked him about it last week because I was starting to worry he wasn’t into me, and he told me he didn’t trust himself not to fuck me once he gives in. But I’ve spent the last few days dropping hints and teasing him as we worked around the farm, and I think tonight’s finally the night.

Walking up to his truck, I throw myself in the cab and kiss him hard before saying, “Hey! I missed you this evening. Did you have fun at the movies with your siblings?”

“Yeah, it was nice. We went to Saddle Ridge to watch the newSpiderman. It was pretty good, but all I could think about was this,” he murmurs, pulling me over to straddle his lap and kissing me hard.

I groan as he kisses down my throat, nipping and teasing the skin right below my ear, and rolling my hips against his lap to tease him.

He lets out a low groan, before whispering, “Fuck, baby, you’re driving me nuts.”

“There’s an easy way to fix that,” I tease him, sliding off his lap and motioning for him to drive.

He looks at me for a few moments, before asking, “Are you sure that’s what you want? Because once I get to feel you, I’m never gonna have enough.”

“Hell yes, I’m sure,” I breathe out, my heart picking up at his words. “Now fucking drive.”

He laughs at my eagerness and throws the truck in drive, driving through the pasture a little faster than he normally does. Neither of us say anything, not wanting to ruin the moment, but we can’t seem to keep our hands off each other, constantly reaching for the other in the darkness.

When the creek comes into view, he makes quick work of reversing into our usual place, and before the truck’s even in park, I have my door open ready to jump out and get to him.

Will seems just as eager, throwing himself out of the truck and meeting me at the tailgate. He thankfully remembered to grab a couple of the blankets so the plastic ridges won’t dig into my back, but I’m so eager to feel him, I don’t really think I care.

As soon as he has them down, we’re reaching for each other, and our mouths clash as we kiss hard.

“Are we finally doing this?” I ask, pulling back as he picks me up and sits me on his tailgate before leaning in to kiss me again. I can feel my heart about to beat out of my chest, and I try to take a breath to slow it down.

He brushes a piece of my hair out of my face and gives me one of his signature golden boy smiles. “Well I guess that’s really up to you, Han. You know how I feel about you. What do you want?”

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