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He cut me off. “I don’t give a fuck about none of that. I only care about me and you. And you don’t need luck with me. I’m here. I’m available. I’m willing to take whatever ride you wanna take, Collins. If you gotta go back to Chicago,” he sighed heavily, “I’m with it. If you wanna try the long-distance thing and see what happens, we can do that.”

Silence filled the kitchen.

“I’m an explorer by nature, baby. I wanna explore with you.” He dipped his head into the crook of my neck and kissed me there. “I wanna explore… you. Can I explore you, Collins?”

A fog of lust settled inside my head. “Um, the pizza crusts are gonna burn,” I managed to say in between moans.

“Go ‘head and take them out of the oven,” he told me.

So, I did. With his dick pressed all up against my ass. It was to the point that I barely got the pizza pans on the stove top. As soon as my hands were free, Beckham nipped my neck with his teeth before licking and kissing the same area.

“What is this effect you have on me, Collins? How did we go from not knowing each other a week ago to me not being able to keep my hands off you?”

The little babydoll summer dress I wore was no match for him when his hands went under it. His fingers quickly foundtheir way into my panties, and before I knew it, he was caressing my clit.

“This is not sanitary.” I mostly joked through the intense pleasure.

“Your pussy is the cleanest pussy on earth.” His free hand started to pull my panties down.

I helped him, and soon, they were puddled around my feet.

“Up.” He gave the command at the same time that he lifted me from my feet and placed me on the countertop.

His dick bounced out as his pants and drawers dropped to the floor. Sliding me to the very edge of the countertop, he thrust himself inside.

The feeling of having Beckham inside me was like no feeling I’d ever experienced before. He filled every space, while stretching me to accommodate his size. But the thing that blew my mind, the thing that made my heart beat fast every time I thought about him, was that being with him in any way felt like home. But having him inside me felt like heaven on earth.

He covered my mouth with his and kissed me deeply, while I wrapped my legs around his back and beckoned him deeper. My fingernails dragged slowly against the skin of his shoulder blades.

“Heaven,” I moaned breathily.

“Facts.” He gritted out the word from behind clenched teeth.

My head fell back, exposing my neck to him. “Right there, baby. Please, right there.”

He did his best impression of a vampire, biting the shit out of my neck, causing my vagina to contract around him, while he pumped into me with measured strokes.

He moved from my neck to my breasts. He was sucking my nipples and cupping handfuls of my ass as I rode waves ofpleasure. Lifting me from the hard surface and pulling me even closer, he muttered, “I wish you could stay.”

“Same.” The word reverberated around my mind and the quiet kitchen.

After a night of being loved on by the man who gave me heart palpitations, the next day dawned clear and bright, and I was ready to pamper myself. Since I didn’t have a wilderness adventure scheduled, I made myself a breakfast reservation and a spa appointment.

“Ms. Kingsley! Ms. Kingsley!” The sound of my name being called halted my forward movement right before I stepped over the threshold ofSTG Homestead. I turned and saw Mrs. Strong hurrying toward me.

I changed course and headed toward her.

When we met up, she rested her hand on my shoulder. “Good morning, Ms. Kingsley.”

“Good morning, Mrs. Strong. Please call me, Collins.”

She nodded. “I’m so glad to run into you this morning. I really need a favor.”

I was perplexed, and I was sure it showed on my face. “A favor? From me?”

“Yes. I have a young lady, an influencer who is getting married in theSienna Sunset Heritage Gardentonight.”

I nodded to prompt her to keep talking.