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Easier said than done. As soon as I penetrated her again, I remembered how good it felt. Too good. Going slow was like trying to eat my favorite dessert, one microscopic bite at a time.
“Deeper,” she said after I stayed close to her opening. “Yes. Like that.”
I still moved cautiously, but soon, she was gasping and moving her hips in time with my thrusts. I saw her release her right hand from the tree and move it between her legs.
She was touching her clit as I eased in and out. Just knowing that almost pushed me over the edge. I’d touch her clit and stroke her breast like I’d done earlier, but the angle was too steep. Instead, I focused on holding out until I was sure she’d climaxed.
“Harder,” she said in a raspy, strained voice. “Oh yes. Just like that.”
Her pussy clenched around my dick, then released, then clenched and released again and again. That, along with her gasps, told me she was coming. That gave me what I needed to let go.
“Ohhh,” was the sound that came out of me as my balls tightened and my dick pulsed inside her.
It was my first orgasm inside a woman in more than five years. And it felt better than anything I’d ever experienced.
Yes, she was right. One taste of her, and I’d definitely come back for more.
5
HANNAH
“What’s up with you?”
Tinley asked that question as she sat on the stool in the food truck, watching me wait on the guys from the logging crew. I refused to leave this spot. I was watching for Tucker.
“What do you mean?” I asked distractedly.
“You’re... weird today. Did you make out with that grumpy lumberjack?”
That question snapped my head to the right. Tinley was eating one of our sweetheart muffins. Apparently, the magic love powers didn’t apply if she ate it.
Her eyes narrowed. “You did. You made out with him.”
“We aren’t sixteen,” I said.
“What does that mean?”
I didn’t have an answer for that. I couldn’t tell my sister the truth about what happened at lunch yesterday. We’d done far more than make out. But Tinley and I were raised by very strict parents…good girls didn’t do what I’d done yesterday.
I was kind of enjoying being a bad girl, though.
“Customer.”
Tinley’s sudden comment threw me off, especially since she suddenly had a huge smile. When I turned to the window, I saw what had put that smile there. Tucker was the customer.
“Hi,” I said.
My voice sounded abnormally cheerful. Did he notice? Did my sister notice?
“Coffee,” Tucker said. “Black.”
My smile froze. He wore a pair of sunglasses and his usual neutral expression. It was like yesterday had never happened.
“Sure,” I said.
In a complete daze, I filled a coffee cup, added a lid and sleeve, and took it to the window. By then, Tinley had taken my place there and was trying to talk Tucker into another sweetheart muffin.
“You didn’t like it?” Tinley asked.
