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Two weeks since the most fun I’ve had since New Year’s.

Two weeks since I last saw them.

I have needs, and Willy is willing to fulfill them.

My bed squeaks loudly as his dick drills in and out of me with the kind of force that shouldn’t be possible. I’m not sure my poor mattress will survive, much less my ass, but I’m willing to take the risk because it feels so fucking good.

“Fuck, yes, just like that. You know exactly how I like it, don’t you?” I cry out.

Willy moans at my words, his grip on my hips tightening as he slams into me harder, burying himself to the hilt.

Stars explode behind my eyelids when he perfectly hits that special spot inside of me.

“Holy shit, keep going. No one rails me the way you do, Willy. You’ve ruined me for anyone else’s cock.” That last part is a lie, but he doesn’t need to know that.

For some reason, whenever I get fucked good, I tend to babble the most outrageous things.Don’t ask.

Willy’s cheeks turn a dark shade of red at the false praise. His hips snap at a relentless pace, and the room fills with the sound of his balls slapping my ass. It isn’t long before I lose my mind, my eyes rolling into the back of my head.

My body is completely at the mercy of Willy’s glorious dick. “Shit. You’re gonna make me come if you keep that up.”

“Shit, same. I’m not sure how much longer I can last,” he pants.

His thrusts start to slow down, and I growl. “Don’t you dare stop fucking me.”

I don’t want him to finish too quickly. Once he blows his load, I’ll have to kick him out and face the gnawing emptiness that has taken up permanent residence in my gut. The same emptiness that Charlie and Daniel filled effortlessly in a single night of mindless fun.

As Willy and I reach the peak of our pleasure, my phone rings. Scowling at the interruption, I grab it and glance at the screen.

Danielle.

I know I shouldn’t answer it, but I also know my friend. If I don’t, she’ll keep calling.

“Hey, Danielle, what’s up?” I try to keep my voice low while silently praying she doesn’t hear the obscene sounds of Willy huffing and puffing.

“Harrison, where the hell are you? I’m at Finn Field. Did you forget? I swear to God if you did?—”

Willy changes his angle slightly, and I bite back a moan.

“Ahh, f-fuck. No, I didn’t forget. Something…came up.”Yeah, Willy’s dick when I messaged him to come over and fuck me into next month.“I’ll be there soon. I promise.”

Willy smirks down at me, clearly aware of the effect he’s having on me. He leans in to capture my neck in a filthy kiss, and I’m a goner. My orgasm sends me hurtling over the cliff of ecstasy. I smoosh my head into the pillow to stifle my criesof pleasure.

Through the phone, I hear Danielle sigh in exasperation. “You better be here soon. I mean it, Harrison. I didn’t cancel my hair appointment for nothing.”

I barely register her words, my brain short-circuiting from the mind-blowing sex. Willy’s thrusts become more erratic, and his eyes cross behind his nerdy glasses. “Oh, shit, I’m gonna?—”

“I’ll be there in fifteen.”

Willy’s face contorts, and he finds his release.

“I’m timing you. And Harrison?”

Willy slumps down onto me, his body trembling with aftershocks. “Yeah?”

“Next time, don’t answer the phone while you’re getting fucked.”

The energyat Finn Field is electric. The stands are a sea of green and white, and there’s a powerful current that courses through the stadium, making my skin tingle. While I’ve never been to a baseball game before, I have watched a few on TV. I think it’s safe to say that a fifty-two-inch screen doesn’t do it justice.

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