Page 72 of Juicy Pickle


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“Three orgasms in a row.”

I nearly drop my hammer. “Two nearly killed me.”

He leans forward to kiss my forehead. “Then let’s aim for oblivion.”

“Now it’s on,” I tell the coconut.

I practice like Rhett did, lifting and lowering my hammer for the swing to ensure a solid strike.

“Here it goes.” I raise my arm and bring it down so fast that I almost hear the air whistle.

The screwdriver sinks into the husk.

“Hey!” I set the hammer down and peer down at it. “Did I breach its defenses?”

Rhett grasps the screwdriver handle. “Maybe we can wiggle it back and forth to get it to crack.”

“I don’t think that husk is going to crack.”

The moment Rhett starts to move the screwdriver, the coconut works loose from the sand. Soon he’s holding it in the air like the world’s hairiest lollipop.

“Any other ideas?” he asks.

“Bury it again. Strike it harder.” I start digging in the sand. I’ve got a taste for coconut water now.

When the coconut is back in the sand, Rhett takes the hammer. Before he uses it, he says, “And what do I get if I crack it?”

The margarita is in full force. I whip off my bikini top and drop it in the sand. “These coconuts are all yours.”

He takes them in, as if pondering whether to bother with the real coconut.

I point to the screwdriver. “Now focus.”

“How am I supposed to do that with such a gorgeous view?”

I cross my arms over my chest. “Better?”

He sighs. “I’m going to devour those later.”

“Tipped with coconut water.”

He sets the hammer on the sand. “Now I think I could hammer this thing with my dick.”

I almost fall backwards, the laughter comes at me so fast. “Rhett!”

I could never have imagined a conversation like this during all those stressful days of filing reports and figuring out how to avoid setting him off.

But here I am, topless, talking about his cock.

“Just try, Mister Hammerhead!”

He tilts his head to assess me. “I could use some motivation.”

I throw my arms wide. “Like this?”

“Exactly.” He picks up the hammer. “I’m getting that coconut water.”

He lifts his arm and brings it down in one smooth strike onto the end of the screwdriver.

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