“Doe,” he says, his voice somber and yet filled with longing. It seems to vibrate through me. He reaches out a hand almost pulling me up, although I rely on the steps to be safe. He takes me in his arms and pulls me onto his lap.
“I brought you lunch,” I tell him, holding out the bag the food is in.
“I’d rather have your lips,” he responds, and then he’s kissing me. I open immediately allowing his tongue to slide in. He’s hungrier than I remember him ever being—except for that day at his parents’ wedding. It’s as if he’s intent on owning every bit of my mouth. Our kiss is ferocious, ravenous, and lasts so long that my lungs burn for air. When he finally releases me, I’m breathing erratically. My body craves more. I’m so wet that it’s embarrassing. I wiggle a little on his lap, feeling the rigid outline of his cock as it presses against me.
“Hi,” I whisper.
“You keep wiggling on me like that, baby and I’m not going to be responsible for what happens next.”
I barely resist the urge to do that. Instead, I struggle to find something to say that doesn’t beg him to take me. “I thought your tractor was fancy and orange?”
“It has a hydraulic leak. I haven’t had a chance to fix it. Big Green is filling in. Although, I will admit I miss the cab and air conditioning.”
“I bet.”
“Did you really come over here just to bring me lunch, baby?”
“No,” I admit.
“Why are you here?” he asks.
“Adam is at Petal’s. My neighbor is checking in on my mom…”
“What are you saying, Doe?”
“I brought an overnight bag—well, unless you’d rather I didn’t. I probably should have called—”
“You’re spending the night?” Blue interrupts, his hand moving around the side of my neck.
“Yeah.”
“Fuck,” he groans, his lips crashing down on mine again.
His hands drop down to my waist. His fingers tangle against the fabric at the bottom of my shirt. He begins lifting it over my head and I find myself helping him. Once it’s gone, I look into his eyes.
“We could go back to the house,” I suggest, looking around to make sure we’re still alone.
“Oh, we will, baby. We will. First, I’m going to have you right here. It’s been too long and I’ve got to have you. I can’t wait.”
“Blue, there’s no way we can have sex on this tractor.”
“It would have been easier if you wore a dress, but we can make it work,” he argues.
“It would still be impossible. There’s barely room to move in here.”
“There’s all kinds of room. You just need to take off anything covering your sweet pussy from me.”
“Out here? In the open?”
“Get used to it, Doe. I happen to have plans to fuck you on every inch of my property.”
“Uh… anyone could see us,” I argue, not really sure how I feel about that.
“It just adds to the excitement. Now, strip.”
“If I strip, what are you going to do?”
As if to answer me, his hand moves down, and he undoes the button on his pants and lets down the zipper. Immediately, his cock falls out. He wraps his hand around it and strokes it.
“You ever heard of wearing underwear, Moonie?”
“Every single time you call me that, I want to spank your ass, woman.”
I laugh. Then, I self self-consciously begin taking off my clothes while kicking my sandals off. He strokes his cock the entire time and just the sight of that is enough to make me wet—although it appears my body finds undressing outside hot, too. I’m already close to the edge and dying to have Blue inside of me. He reaches out and runs his hand along my slit, before sliding his fingers inside.
“You’re soaked already,” he croons, letting me hear the pleasure in his voice.
“I need you,” I answer simply, refusing to be embarrassed by my hunger for him. I can tell my answer pleases him by the way the light dances in his eyes and the smile that stretches his beautiful lips.
“Climb up on top of your man, baby,” he orders.
I feel awkward as hell because the tractor gives me limited room to move, but I manage to press a knee on each side of him. I wrap my hand around the base of his cock and look at him. His head is pressed against my entrance, so close and yet way too far away.
“Blue—” I murmur. I want to tell him I love him, but I can’t make the words form. Instead, I just look at him.
“Take me inside, sweetheart,” he says, his voice thick. I moan as his hard cock stretches me, filling me completely. Once he’s sunk all the way inside, I don’t move. I just look into the eyes of the most beautiful man I’ve ever seen in my life.