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“And your foot—my soap—”

He looked down at the box. “Looks like I’m taking home theWild Honey Oatmealspecial.”

“You are unbelievable.”

“Maybe,” he said, leaning in again and kissing me. “I like you a lot.”

“You do?”

“Yes.”

“I like you a lot, too. But you can’t kiss me anytime you want.”

He kissed me again and turned around. I watched as he walked away.

7

Nate

Ihated leaving, but this high-security business provided me with a steady, good income. We loved working in the garage and on the classic cars. We made a little money from it; however, the big bucks came from our high-security business. Everyone wanted a Navy SEAL guarding them and their families.

Axel and I were escorting two kids to their grandparents in Italy tomorrow. I’ve decided to drop by Willa’s home and tell her I was leaving. I haven’t seen her since that kiss at the farmers market. I’ve been busy finishing up a 1964 Chevy Chevelle. We went through the engine and made that baby run like a new vehicle. Max would clean it up before the owner picked up.

I pulled into Willa’s driveway and laughed. She was trying to catch a goat. I looked around and saw at least thirty goats. I watched as a goat ran up behind her and head butted her and she went flying. She got up, and that was when she noticed me.

She stood up, brushed herself down, and started walking over as I got out of the truck. She was headbutted again. This time, I ran and caught her before she hit the ground. I picked her up and looked at her.

“Why the hell do you still have that goat? Get rid of it.”

“That goat is my best breeder. He’s supposed to be locked in his pen. Pancake let him out, which is why Pancake is locked up right now.”

“I’ll catch him, you stay right here away from him.”

“Be careful, he’s dangerous. Every time I got back up, he knocked me down. So be careful.”

“Don’t worry about me, no goat is going to knock me down. Did you just roll your eyes at me?”

“No.”

“Liar,” I said before I walked back to her and kissed her. Before I knew what she was about, her arms went around my neck, and she wrapped her legs around my waist.

“Oh, that feels good,” Willa said, as my dick became hard. Then she rubbed against me. I was on fire. My hands went to her ass and I squeezed. Willa wiggled some more.

“Would you rather we go inside and catch the goat after?” He asked.

“Yes. Does that make me too pushy?” she whispered before kissing me again. Then she rubbed herself against my erection.

“Hell no. It makes me hungry for you. I walked inside as she was pulling my t-shirt over my head. I could barely walk, I was so hot. I let her down and stripped her naked before the door closed behind us. My mouth found her breast, and they were magnificent, more than a handful, just the way I loved them.

Should I shower first?” Willa, whispered in my ear.

“No, we are doing it right here,” I said as I kicked my pants off. I pushed her against the wall and picked her up I felt how wet she was and she cried out so I moved my finger more and she orgasmed, she was crying for more I slid her down onto my hard cock, she pushed her hands into my hair, and threw her head back as we made love standing against her wall.

“Let’s do it on the sofa and then in the kitchen before we move to the bedroom,” she said, pushing me further into her.I tried my best to make it to the sofa, but it was too small, so we had sex on the floor. I skipped the kitchen and searched the bedroom with Willa, who was still very attached to me.

By the time we made it to her bedroom, Willa had stripped me of every ounce of control I thought I had. I dropped her gently on the bed, and she pulled me down with her, her legs wrapping tight around my hips like she was never letting me go. I didn’t want her to.

We moved together like we were made for it—desperate, hot, and breathless. The kind of lovemaking that carved itself into your bones. I buried my face into her neck as we both cried out, a tangled mess of limbs, love, and lust.

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