Page 33 of Where You Left Me

He and I used to be cool. Each week when I visited the orchard, we made small talk, and he thanked me for always supporting his family’s farm. But a few years ago, he and Ronnie broke up and I couldn’t keep my dick in my pants.

Ronnie is hot. And she’s a sweet girl. When she came into The Pines one night upset, what was I supposed to do? Only it didn’t stop at that one night. Ronnie and I fucked like rabbits for four solid weeks. The next time I went to the farm to pick up peaches, she told me she and Vince had worked things out and were getting married. We’ve been strictly friends since. I may have been a mess back then, but I would’ve never messed with a married woman.

I wanted to explain all of this to Mia. But what’s the point? I don’t owe her anything.

Mia helps me load the crates into the back of my truck. She swipes the back of her hand across her forehead. Seeing her like this, a little sweaty and breathing heavy, her tits rising and falling, has me entranced. My cock stiffens.

“Ready?” I ask.

“Are you kidding me? I didn’t come all this way just to pick peaches.”

My brows draw together. “You didn’t even know where you were going when you agreed to come with me.”

“You owe me ice cream.”

I sigh and shake my head. “Fine. Ice cream, then we go,” I grumble.

Spending time with Mia is unexpected and hell, it’s a fucking gift. But right now, with my cock hard, all I can think about is getting back to my place so I can jerk off in the shower while I think about her and that damn belly-button ring.

The sexual frustration is affecting my mood. I cannot guarantee I’ll be pleasant on the drive home. While she hurries up ahead of me, I can’t look at her and I try to think of anything that will soften my dick before someone spots this tent in my gym shorts.

Mia sits at a picnic table, holding our spots, while I get in line for ice cream. I send Maverick a text as I’m waiting.

Me

Guess who I ran into finally at the orchard?

Ronnie.

Maverick

Holy shit. She’s back?

Me

Yep. And she met Mia.

Maverick

Why the hell is Mia with you?

Me

She wanted to come with me for my weekly pick-up.

Maverick

I bet she wanted to come.

Me

Hilarious.

Maverick

Who said I was joking? That’s your specialty.

You know I don’t joke when it comes to fucking and making women come.

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