“I can’t hear you. What did you say?”
“Yes. Yes, it turns me on. So much.”
I stepped closer, still stroking my dick. “Tell me what you want.”
“I want you.”
“How?”
“Inside me.”
Closer and closer to her, my cock running along her slick seam. I groaned, my inhale sharp. Fuck. I needed her.Now.
Lining myself up at her entrance, I pushed inside as I spread her legs wider until I filled her completely. We both moaned together, and I paused, our bodies as one. I grabbed onto her waist, and she slipped her arms around my neck as I beganto move, increasing the speed with each thrust. As my thrusts became faster, we held onto each other, our bodies slick with sweat and rubbing against the other.
I lost myself in her, in our sex, in the moment of time, just me and her and our moving bodies.
With my hands still on her waist, I lifted her off the counter and held her in my arms, my dick buried deep inside, as I walked us towards the kitchen table. Using one hand, I swept the table clean, the lunch dishes scattering to the floor. I laid her down and began thrusting again, hard and punishing, and so fucking good.
Pleasure built inside me and my orgasm wasn’t far off. I stopped for a minute, laying kisses on her sweet lips as I caught my breath. Then I leaned back, dove into her once more, and fucked her hard until I couldn’t hold it off anymore. My orgasm tore through my limbs as it ricochetted throughout my body.
“Fuck, baby, you feel so fucking good.” I cried out as I came deep inside her, filling her with my seed. Her pussy clenched around my cock, spasming as she orgasmed again, sending shock waves through me.
It was unlike anything I’d ever felt before.
And all I could think about was how I wanted so much more.
Once we crossedthe line of having sex, we couldn’t keep our hands to ourselves.
We fucked in every inch of Mira’s house, the back porch, the orchard, hell, even in my truck.
It sometimes made getting anything done nearly impossible, but we forged ahead. Within a couple of weeks’ time, the land had been cleared, mowed, and freshly soiled, and we plantedthree apple trees in the front row. I taught Mira how to take care of the trees, and we made plans for the rest of the orchard, deciding what trees to plant and when.
On the side, we started a garden for vegetables, fruit, and herbs. We planted tomatoes, basil, and cucumbers with plans to add strawberries soon.
“You never know. Maybe you’ll start a farm stand one day.” I said, before kissing her.
Mira laughed. “Yeah, right. I’ll be lucky if I sprout one tomato.”
I feigned shock. “Um, don’t you remember who you planted them with?”
“Okay, I’ll trust you. But believe me when I say my thumb is far from green.”
“Your thumb is the most beautiful thumb I’ve ever seen, green or not.”
Mira burst into giggles. “Most beautiful thumb? I think you’ve been in the sun too long.”
I wiggled my eyebrows at her. “Let’s go get cleaned up for dinner. Wink, wink.”
“I like how you think. But first you need to catch me.” Mira said before sprinting towards the house.
Ha, she thought she could beat me. Not when I ran every morning. I caught up to her quickly and captured her in my arms, hoisting her over my shoulder and slapping her ass.
“How do you always catch me?” Mira laughed. She loved being chased. “One day, I swear I’m going to outrun you.”
I slapped her ass again as I carried her into the house. “Impossible.”
EPILOGUE
